And I'm back! Hi again, FanFiction! I (kinda/sorta/think I) missed you! Anyways, straight to the story here...
I wrote this story a long time ago (probably about a year or so ago), but I never finished it. As I was looking through my stuff, I found it, and figured "why not?" So, I decided to post it and try to finish it. Hopefully I will, and hopefully you guys will enjoy reading it.
Alright, so this is a Reader/OC x America fic, so enjoy and happy reading~
Chapter 1
Frustration.
Sadness.
Confusion.
HURT.
All of these feelings were now flowing inside you, swirling and jumbling every thing inside of your head. You sat there and stared at your bedroom wall, trying to relax yourself, even if it was for just a few minutes. But your try was all in vain, for just a few seconds later, you found your thoughts unwillingly shifting back to him.
Why? Why would he do all of these things to you? And when? When did it slowly start to grow into something this big? When did the two of you slowly start to drift apart? And to think, it wasn't that long ago that everything started to go wrong.
He started to get up early in the morning, just to disappear off to his war meetings. You could understand that, you really could, but that wasn't all of it. You noticed that he had been ignoring you, due to "troubles with foreign affairs", but this was happening for far too long. He also started shoving orders in your face, saying to obey or he would "use military force". You couldn't believe the nerve he had to say that to you!
But... He wasn't always like that. Before all of this started to happen, he was actually very sweet. Everyday, he would take some time off of his busy schedule just to spend some time with you. He would randomly give you presents, miraculously on the days you were feeling down. When the two of you ate dinner together, he would even let you choose whatever you wanted! (But he looked so pained when he said it that you just gave in and ate hamburgers together.) All in all, he made you feel... special. You were glad that he was yours and you were his. You weren't afraid to say that you loved him.
But now... You weren't so sure about that. You tried everything to fix it, but he wouldn't even listen to you! He treated you almost like a slave, controlling your every move and being completely unreasonable about it. You were supposed to be his partner, a life-long companion, but instead, you were more like his maid.
You just couldn't take it anymore! You had been thinking about this for a long time now, and you came to a decision. You rose up, donned your officer's coat, and stormed out of your room. This was it. Today was the day. You were going to do it, no matter how much it pained you (and him) to do so.
You were going to secede from America.