After the wall came down Germany knew she would have to help her brother with anything he needed. She thought it was going to take a few years before he would go back to his old self again. Germany was wrong. Prussia was acting like his old self and was laughing, joking around and annoying. Until alcohol came into play. Germany didn't get a chance to think about it anymore when a fist landed hard into her stomach making her double over and fall to her knees. Everytime Prussia drank he would take his anger out on her. He had kept a lot of feelings to himself so Germany wouldn't be upset because he hated when Germany was upset. When he drank all of his emotions rushed out of him. Prussia gulped down the rest of the beer in the bottle and smashed it on Germany's head.
"Prussia please…" Germany didn't get to finish because his fist collided with the side of her head causing her to hit the ground. Hard.
"I'm not fucking Prussia anymore. I'm East fucking Germany." Prussia growled kicking her in the stomach. Germany let out a small whimper before curling up into a ball.
"This is all your fault you know? If it wasn't for you dragging me into that godforsaken war I would still be a country! You with your nazi bullshit! You make me sick." Prussia then began stomping her. Germany tried moving away but she couldn't because Prussia had stomped hard on her legs and arms.
"Prussia…" She said again. Prussia stopped his assault on her.
"I hate you so much." He spit on her and walked to his room. Germany stayed there on the ground getting herself together. Germany didn't cry because she thought she didn't deserve it. Prussia was right, she was the reason he wasn't a country anymore. What he said was true. Germany got up wincing in pain and went her room where she would re-live her nightmares.
Germany woke and turned to looked at her alarm clock, it's 8:00 am. Germany didn't get to go to sleep until 5:00 am because the nightmares kept her up. She moved so now she was sitting on the bed before getting up. Her legs still hurt from last night and she had a headache. She went downstairs to the kitchen where she saw Prussia already up and eating a bowl of cereal. He turned to look her with a big grin on his face.
"Good morning West! How did you sleep?" Germany could only stare. No matter how many times it happened Germany would always be surprised. Prussia would get drunk and abuse her then the next day it was like nothing happened and the cycle would continue.
"Good." She said grabbing a bowl for herself. She sat down at the table and poured herself some cereal. They sat in silence and Germany didn't even bother to look at her brother.
"West." Prussia voice was serious. Germany knew what was going to happen.
"Yes bruder?" She never looked up.
"Where did you get bruise?" There it was. This was another thing that happened. He would beat her, act like nothing happened the next day then ask about her injuries.
"I hit my head on my desk reaching for my pen on the floor." There was silence again before Prussia broke down laughing.
"Kesesesese! You need to be more careful!" Prussia got up and put his bowl in the sink then went to the fridge and got a beer. Once Prussia left the kitchen Germany got up and washed the dishes and went and locked herself in her office. She looked at the piles of paper on her desk and sighed. Not only did she have to worry about a drunk abusive brother and nightmares that keep her up all night long, she has to deal with all of the European Union and the crisis that's going on. Germany was a busy, depressed and stressed woman who can't get a break. All the work she does and she never gets a thank you. She's trying her best with the crisis that's going on but she can't do a lot. They want her to lead more but every time she tries to people start saying she's bringing the nazi's back or it's WWIII, so she can't do a lot. Whenever she finishes work and it looks like she's done someone comes around and gives her more work and complains that it took her to long and doesn't even say thank you.
Germany looked up at the clock and saw that it was 5:30 pm, Prussia was probably drunk by now. Germany got up and left to go to the kitchen to start dinner. When she went downstairs she saw Prussia at the door putting on his jacket.
"You're going out?" She asked. Prussia turned to looked at her and a frown appeared on his face.
"Yeah. Why do you care?" Prussia had a an attitude which meant he was tipsy so Germany should stay away from him when he gets back. Hopefully Spain or France will take him home and she won't have to pick him up.
"I just wanted to know because I was going to prepare dinner but it doesn't matter. Have fun!" She forced a smile on her face. Prussia didn't smile back.
"Whatever." He said opening the door and leaving. Germany went to kitchen and made some sausages and went back to her office. She sat there and did some work and ate. Germany knew she shouldn't be doing this because it was bad for her condition. Germany has been getting chest pains a lot so she decided to go to the doctors and they said she had a weak heart and she's at risk of a heart attack. Her stress doesn't help. Germany was reading, signing papers and taking the notes she needed and while she was doing that her chest started hurting but she pushed through it. She looked at her calendar and saw she had a meeting France tomorrow so she decided to go to bed.
Germany was in her pajamas and just finished brushing her teeth. She hopped in bed and was about to doze off when her door was kicked in. She shot up to see Prussia standing in the doorway.
"Prussia what the hell!" Germany yelled. She thought if she stayed out his way he wouldn't bother her. But once again she was wrong.
"You bastard!" He yelled and ran over to her and punched her straight in the eye. Germany put her hand up to her eye.
"Prussia please whatever I did I'm sorry. Please go to leave I have to get some rest because I have meeting in the morning." Prussia only growled and slapped her.
"Oh so you dissolve me then you think you can order me around! Guess what your time of power is up so you can't!" Prussia said bitterly.
"Prussia I'm not ordering you around, I'm just asking you to go somewhere else so I can sleep." The pain in her chest was getting worse. Prussia punched her again in the face.
"Nazi bitch." He muttered before leaving. Germany stared at the doorway trying to fight the urge to cry. Once she felt like she won she laid back down and went to sleep.