~Chapter One~

You Sailed Away Leaving Me In the Rain

The tepid tears emitted from my emotionless eyes. These tears flowing down my cheek and staining my deep aquamarine dress he gave me... Clenching the edges of the light blue dress tightly in my fingers, feeling blood rush towards the tips. The ocean breezed seemed to try to comfort me.. The salty air I've grown up with... Was my home whispering softly as I inhaled salty air, and the fresh breeze. He was on the ship with another girl. This made my stomach clench.. I felt disgusted.

"Why was she so like him?

Why can't I always be next to him?

Doesn't he love me? ..

Why her?" I stared at the boat fading farther and farther away from the mystical, pure sandy shore.

The few minuets ago I can't erase the image of echo's emitted from his black patten leather shoes. His figure slowly faded on to the boat with multiple crews men ready to set sail on the wooden deck. His back towards me with his broad muscular shoulders that held the teen next to his side with those strong arms embracing her. If she wasn't so important.. If she was any other regular girl.. She would be fine.. But it was her..

His golden wavy hair, his smile, everything about him was walking away in the deeming daylight. The day light she was taking away from her home, that women.

Her island.

Didn't he care?

The way he smiled at me. Those pearl white teeth and the breath taking true blue eyes that made my breath hitch, and chest flutter like wings of a humming bird. This giddy feeling that always made me feel exhilarated.

" Seychelles you don't look well." He often his rich french accent would be so husky yet concerned. How did he know what I was feeling? How did he know what I was thinking?

If he was there, but now he was sailing away with her, and his crew.

I felt the that feeling arise again, this wasn't the first time he sailed away with Monaco. Monaco, I tried to interact with but she was so stoic, and she never really talked to me. I hated it when she would squint her eyes at me when Francis would bid me au revoir. Her blue eyes would evaporate from it's usual clear blue stoic expression to a revolting look, it was quiet frightening. She often made me feel like a lower species, but I just avoided her. I try to be friendly but after her cold shoulder it really doesn't matter if she acts like a arrogant gosse around me...

I don't think we get along well... But I do know for sure. We both like Francis a great deal.

The unusual chest pains would begin to swirl with dismay, and her lungs would feel the burning betrayal. When he left, when he turned away with her..

If he felt my pain.. I imagined him daringly screaming with passion " I'm coming,ma chère!"

I knew it was foolish to think this... but it was one little spark of hope that I wanted would come true. Mused with a spark of fire in my flickering heart. He was still in perfect distance to jump off and come swimming back to my embrace. I Imagining the scene in a nut shell. He would sense her loneliness, and betrayal. He would turn around and leave the girl for me. He would be like the prince she read in the book, and swim towards her. Once he took a step being damp from the sea he emerged from they would run to each other. She would jump into his arms. He would holding her in a warm embrace, both would laugh as he lifted her up and twirling her around by her small waist.

" Ma princesse seulement!" he would laugh in the husky voice, and I would reply,

"Je t'aime mon prince."

I knew that was childish but everyone needs to believe there is some magic, or even some force that can some how produce a ever after.

I knew this was just what I wanted, what I imaged.. What I dreamed of.. What I hoped for... What I believed he would do!

What occupied my mind was the flashes of his stunning rich blue eyes,and his flowing blond hair. He walked off with the other nation girl.. A girl a little older, who was also a french nation... Just closer to him geographically.. I always thought if "I had the features of Europeans then I would have France all to my self." Not possessing the European features that almost made me envious. My lips curved downwards, I couldn't diminish the malicious thoughts flying through my head about the terrible girl, Monaco.

What did she have that I didn't...

I stood there, and watched them both... They both walked away, both sailed off into the ever reaching blue seas, and both disappeared from my sight. Sharing laughter and grins with the each sinking feeling of darkness seemed to slowly engulf my feelings. My jaw tensed, feeling the glint of last hope fade from my chocolate eyes. Losing the sight of the beautiful world around me. Recalling clearing of the two back sides of two Europeans walking away... Leaving me alone..

They Slowly vanished from my sight. He left me again with his sister. The blonds were no where in sight by the time I looked up. It seemed lighter now.. Maybe it was because they were gone. The natural sand beach was beautiful as the dawning orange glow emitted from the distant sky.

I stood alone... Again... But the breath taking scenery was so stunning.. Like his blue eyes.

"I wish he could see this with me.." I whispered bitter sweetly on the lonely beach.

I reached my trembling hand up to my empty chest. It's so... numbing.

The sand beaches of Seychelles was vacant except the vibrations of the roaring tides, and the soft wind that brushed the tree's branches. They halted to a stop before I felt light tear on my. The tepid trickles began to increase in number.

"Am I," I closed my eyes.. It felt so numb.

Opening my eyes to meet the dusky sky, that was once a soft ocean blue.. I chuckled a little heaving out a sigh.

"No.. It's just raining..."

I held my numbed hand up to feel the cool water of the drops fill my hand. " I thought I was..." The warm gliding streams of tears began to flow from my deep brown eyes. It felt so silent. So lifeless.

"Crying..."

Then again... No one could see my tears... No one noticed me... Yes there were but... They were never by my side. My hands continued to clench tighter and tighter until my face cringed with pain.

Why did I think he would always be mine? Would there be a hero in my life. Like the ones France read to me when I was little.

My face began to twist into a sicking and sorrowful expression. I hide my real emotions under a smile but alone, when no one faced me... I was terrible. I would scream, and scream and cry... Until France came fro me. He always did that for me. He only saw that part of me.. But now... I'm my own nation...

I feel to the ground feeling my legs let out. I felt a jab at my heart, as I quickly covered my mouth from emitting a sob. I was a grown country. - A developing country... I didn't need anyone... I need to take care of me- for my future, for my country...

My body was weighted down by the pressures of my own emotions... Slowly dragging her weak legs to a tree next next to her she lied their. Leaning on the hard bark of the palm tree.

I positioned my body to lay open. I wanted to breath, this position to help but I feel like I'm drowning on land. Can't anyone save me?

I lay my head on the tree and gazed up. A baby birds nest with it's mother slowly trying to push it's oldest to fly out of the nest.

I felt my heart paced as my eyes widened at the sight. "No..." I whispered stretched.

"Don't the baby's not ready..." The mother continued to nudge the young bird towards the edge as it in return nudged back. The small snow white bird struggled at the stern mother bird.

"No! It should be it's own decision to leave... Not yours! She still needs you!" The mother ignored her pleas as the baby bird was right at the edge. The ground was so high up, and the chirping began to erratically chirp from fear.

" STOOOOP!" I screeched my weakened voice the nasally tone could tell I had started to sob..

My eyes tightened as I feared of the actions the mother would cause. I hear my tensed voice echo, as the waves crash against a black coral rock near the shore. I close my eyes. I couldn't bear to see what would happen!

A soft crack could be heard meeting the soft sandy ground. It was lightly fluttering it's wings while it thrashed on the grounds of the trickling rain. She'd broken it. THe mother didn't look down at the silent whimpering chirps her baby emitted. Only returned to her nest where she would remain dry.

It began to cry out. Increasing in volume every second.. It was so close to me, right next to my trembling hand. I wanted to comfort it... But would the mother come back? Understanding her baby still needed her? Would she?

I waited awhile... Would the mother come back for it? I didn't want to touch it... But..

My jaw clenched and my shoulders ached as I slowly gathered the small frame of the baby bird into my skinny fragile hands. It was so warm, and so delicate. I gave a sigh in relief closing my eyes to feel the slow breath leave my lungs. cradling the fragile baby bird within my lap I felt it cease to struggle. My eyes flew open to see if it was still breathing.

Dieu merci It was just sleeping.

I peered down to see it's feathers rise and falter. I heaved another breath- releasing the tension from my shoulders.

Sitting on the damp sandy ground, and leaning against the bark of the palm tree, I continued to look at the musty sky. With the droplets of rain hitting the waxy wide green palms of the tree. When did the rain become so soothing? Leaning her small fragile head against the palm tree, she held on to the bird snuggling into her trembling hands for warmth. It seems like a battle ground. Like some type of slavery. No one asks you, they just ignore you and leave...

" When will it stop?" The rain drops fell on my red swelled eyes. It was cooling, and so calming feeling the unpredictable drops soothe my lids.

I slowly melted into the engulfing darkness my mind shutting all senses from the world one-by-one.. The bird began to tremble I cradled the trembling feathered creature closer to my stomach were it could have access to warmth.

Before I was engulfed by my mind's fatigue, I thought my mind was playing tricks on me because I saw a orb fly by. I was glowing, and near my eyes but it was a blur. Maybe it was my imagination? I disregarded the scene and fell into the sweet slumber of my dreams.

But oddly, I didn't care.. I was in this cold lifeless rainy day, with another creature who was fighting for living. Who felt lonely like me.. I held it closer to my heart seeing it's face slowly fade from it distortion of pain.. Wanting to sooth it's pain.

French to English Translations

ma chère- My dear

Ma princesse seulement- My only Princesses

Je t'aime mon prince - I love you my Prince

au revoir- Good bye

Dieu merci- Thank God