A/N: RussiaXEstonia... I translate my finnish hetalia fanfiction "Mitä minä saan siitä jos sinä rakastat minua?" ... So this is my first english fanfiction and I know my grammar is not very good but anyway enjoy XD

What do I get it, if you love me?

Heavy steps. You will be in the room. I can feel how the air gets cooler.

However, I do not care. I will continue to wash the dishes. However, I change without my want reserved - tense. I watch out for my every move.

My hands start to shake. Dish in my hand shakes with it.

You come behind me and wrapped your hands around.

They are bloody.

You mess my shirt blood. I being feel myself sick because I know who blood is - It is not your even if I hope so. You mutter my ear how you love me and how I am never a problem for you as others. I give those words glide over. I do not listen.

I do not want to!

There is nothing worse than to hear you humming my name. It sounds so honeyed - lethal! It will kill me if I give it take me. I know it.

You loosen grip. I turn around and look directly to your purple eyes.

Smile.

You press me against the countertop. I cry out quietly, but I do not fight.

This is just a game for you. A game in which you want to win.

And I'll let you win.

You take off my glasses and count them on the table. Your blood-covered hands touch my face, and eventually you kiss me.

I surrender. I lose on purpose. Because I can not anything else.

I belong to you.