Act 1: Betrayed (USUK)
England was alone in his garden sitting on the side of a stone fountain. Roses of all colors surrounded him. He reached for his porcelain cup and brought it to his lips to take a sip of tea, when a random petal fell into the dark liquid. His green eyes glinted upward to America holding out a bouquet with his face turned away embarrassed.
"Look I'm sorry alright!"
England couldn't believe what he was hearing? Had America realized what he had done wrong? Had he realized how much he had hurt the Brit? Or was this all in his head like so many times before?
"I don't forgive you," England replied.
"I- I didn't know that it would hurt you…"
"The only people who think they'll be forgiven just by saying "I didn't know" are those who don't even try to understand."
"I- I'm Sorry…"
England was furious, America hadn't learned his lesson, and what kind of excuse is that he didn't know kissing Russia at that party would hurt him! That would hurt anyone to see that the love of their life had been cheating on him!
"You Broke My Heart! I had never once said I love you to anyone, not even my bloody parents! I had never once kissed another human being in my life! Congratulations you arse, you've given me a lot of firsts that I don't know how to handle, but absolute loathing, that's something I know I can do. So here's a first for you, dude. I don't like you, I don't love you, and if you don't get out of my face right now you're going to wish I never knew you!"
England had blown up inside, out of breath, half regretting what he had said.
"Do you really mean that?"
"Out!"
America turned away, "I- I just don't know how to be a boyfriend."
England's glare stops America in his tracks. England sighed, "That's it. That's your big line?"
America cut in, "Well do you want me to say?"
What did he want him to say! Something that a prideful bastard would never admit to, that he was wrong.
England started to cry hysterically, "Oh my god! I could do that! I used to be able to that! Before I met you, I could do that forever. Just shrug it off and keep moving forward. But I can't now! You bastard I can't now! You know what it's like to be the girl!"
"I thought you were a guy?"
"That's not what I meant! You git! In the movies when- what's the point in explaining this to you! It's not as glamorous as it seems trust me, but for the love of god!" England ran over and kissed that stupid American, "Out."
America just stood there. "I said get out!" America slowly left the area and left England to weep surrounded by roses. As America went out the gates to the front yard of england's home he could hear England swearing at himself.