Hi .. This is the first of the drabble things I'm gonna put on here .. Also my first post on here .. Please do review if you have more ideas I could do, If you like it or even if you don't.
As much as I want to, I don't own Hetalia or the characters.
Toris was lay in bed, staring up at the ceiling, thinking about his times with his best friend Feliks. He missed those times so much, and all he had was memories. The Lithuanian wanted to escape and be back with Feliks, and enjoy his life as much as he could. That's what his heart felt. His mind however, was telling him that it was never going to happen, and that he should just give up.
He rolled over and sighed. As must as he wanted to, Toris couldn't believe what his heart was saying.
"C'mon Liet! We HAVE to go and play!" The blond shouted, pulling the young brunette with him.
"Feliks, Wait a second …" Toris said, pulling back from the Poles grip. "We can't go and play now… It's too dark and anything could be out there."
"Lighten up Liet … It will only be a couple of hours … Please, do it for me" Feliks pleaded.
Sighing, the brunette agreed and was again pulled away by his best friend.
Toris opened his eyes to find tears falling down his cheeks. He so badly wanted to go and leave this place for good. He felt lost and lonely without his hyperactive friend around. He sat up. A small smile escaped his lips. Maybe he should trust himself, and from that point on, He realised that sometime, someday, He will have that life again. All he had to do was survive the climb.
Please tell me what you think so far ...
-Kero.