I'm with you
"I'm standing on a bridge
I'm waiting in the dark
I thought that he'd be here by now
There's nothing but the rain
No footsteps on the ground
I'm listening but there's no sound"
Belarus stood on the bridge, as always waiting, waiting on her big
brother. Russia was two hours late and had most likely forgotten her,
which didn't hurt or surprise her as much as it should or would have
only a short time ago. Behind her there was a soft shuffle of feet,
but she already knew who it was so she didn't bother turning around.
"Liet, did he send you after me, or are you the only one who
remembered?" she asked quietly. The silence that answered her was all
that she needed to confirm what she already knew. Her shoulders
slumped forward and she let out a long sigh, the last of it choking
out as heavy tears clogged her throat.
"Don't cry Miss Natalia, I-I-I mean, he doesn't deserve your tears."
Toris begged from behind her. Normally she would have him pinned
against the nearest wall for saying such a thing, but she found that
her energy was gone, and she didn't know if she would be able to find
it again. "I am not crying, Toris." she said around the lump in her
throat. When had she become so weak she wondered, since when did
Belarus allow a lesser country to see her so vulnerable, not that she
would let anyone else see her this way. Only Lithuania, why he had
this privilege even she didn't know. "Bela, come on, I'll take you
home. I could even make you some tea if you like." he said hopefully.
"Isn't anyone tryin to find me?
Won't somebody come take me home
It's a damn cold night
Trying to figure out this life
Won't you take me by the hand
Take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are
But I... I'm with you
I'm with you."
He was being so kind, painfully so, and it was taking all of her
instincts not to beat the life out of him. "Nein, please leave me, I
will wait until he remembers." she said, once again rejecting him.
When would he learn, he deserved better than her, she was well aware
of that. "I insist, Miss Belarus, that could be...a while, and it's
bitterly cold tonight." Toris said, trying, and failing to sound firm.
Natalia spun around and pinned him with a glare, "You do not have to
tell me how cold it is, I've been here for three hours. You also do
not need to tell me that it will 'be a while' I have waited years for
him." she huffed out at him. "Please, leave." she said after a moments
silence had passed between them.
"No, I think not, I will wait with you. If you must be so stubborn
then so will I, you will not wait alone anymore, not while I am
around." Liet said finally. Bela stared at him for a long minute
before turning back around, mostly to hide the shameful tears that
threatened to fall. "Why must you be so nice to me, all I ever do is
hurt you, I am mean and hateful. You should run away from me...like
the rest of them. I am a, how do you say, lost cause." she muttered
furiously towards him. "I don't think that's true, I think you've been
hurt and don't know anything else, I think you deserve love. I know
that I can give that to you, if you'd let me." he answered, putting a
hand on her shoulder.
"Don't be stupid, Toris. Nobody can love a psychopath." Natalia bit
out, shrugging his hand off of her shoulder violently. "Не называй
меня глупой, я люблю тебя, ты дурак." he said in retaliation,
capturing her gloved hand in his. Her blood sang to life in that
instant and she leaned into him, just for a moment. "Ты дурак, за
любовь ко мне." Bela answered before pulling her hand away slowly.
"Скорее всего, но это не изменит его." he told her with a smile. After
what seemed like an eternity she faced the water once more, but only
for a moment before turning back to him. "Let's go home, it's too cold
out here to stay much long, and besides I expect you to make me hot
chocolate." she said, linking their hands together and dragging him
toward the car that she knew was his.
Translations(roughly thanks google) –
Не называй меня глупой, я люблю тебя, ты дурак – Don't call me stupid, I love you, you fool
Ты дурак, за любовь ко мне – You are a fool for loving me.
Скорее всего, но это не изменит его – Most likely, but it does not change it.
