Chapter 2

*NOTE: I do not own Hetalia. *

Amelia sat next to her mother. After hearing that her brother and father were killed in action, she became numb. Her mother though, tried to stay strong for Amelia, but Amelia knew that she was broken, and needed someone to lean on, and Amelia needed to do that.

"Come dear." Her mother said. Amelia sniffled, and stood up next to her mother.

"Mom?" Amelia asked. Her mother turned to her, her eyes red.

"Yeah?" She asked. Amelia hugged her tightly. Her mom returning the hug.

"I love you." Amelia said. Her mother smiled softly.

Soon Amelia and her mother were sitting in the living room. Amelia was trying to lie down on the couch, while her mother sat next to her, gently rubbing Amelia's head, and humming a song. Amelia soon fell asleep.

In her dream, Amelia was standing in a field of grass and flowers, the sun was shining on her. Amelia breathed in the air, her eyes watching the clouds being pushed by the clouds.

"Amelia." A soft voice said. Amelia turned around to see Alfred. He smiled at her. Amelia ran to him, hugging him tightly. Tears escaped her eyes, and a small squeak of sadness exited her mouth.

"Why did you go?" Amelia asked. Alfred let go of her, and looked down at her.

"I didn't leave." Alfred said. Amelia tightly hugged him again.

"Yes you did." Amelia said through angry tears. Alfred wiped a tear from her cheek.

"Amelia, I'll always be with you." Alfred told her.

"Please don't go." Amelia sobbed into his chest. Alfred rubbed her back.

"I'm here, don't worry." He told her.

"Promise you'll never leave?" Amelia asked him sniffling. He smiled at her.

"Promise." He told her.

"I love you Alfie." She said.

"I love you too Am." He said. Amelia hugged him again, but Alfred began to disappear.

"Alfie! Don't go !" She screamed.

"I'll be back." He said. Amelia chased after him.

Amelia suddenly woke up to a dark living room. Her mother wasn't next to her like before. Amelia thought she went to bed. She wanted to kiss her goodnight before bed. She walked into her parent's room, but her mother wasn't in the bed. Amelia walked around, looking at the pictures of Amelia with her family taped to their mirror. Amelia softly smiled, and let a tear leave her eye. She looked down, and saw a folded up piece of paper with her name on it. Amelia picked it up, and opened it.

Dear Amelia,

I know its been hard for you for a long time, but I want you to know that its okay to cry sometimes, and its okay to be weak sometimes as well. When your brother and father left for the war, I felt empty just like you do right now. I understand that you want closure and peace, so do I, but I cannot take the pain. I am so sorry that I have not been that strong for you. You deserve better. Amelia, I love you with all my heart and soul, I want to to know that. Please stay strong.

Love,

Mom.

Amelia looked down to see a key taped to the piece of paper. Amelia ripped it off of the paper, and took the paper of. Amelia was confused as why her mother gave her a key. Amelia continued to look for her mom, until she remembered that there was a small bathroom in their room. Amelia walked up to the door, and found that it was locked, so she took the key, and unlocked it and walked in.

Amelia slowly walked into the bathroom, seeing nothing or any sign of her mother in the bathroom, but then she forgot that there was a small room that had the toilet in it. She saw that it was not locked, so she slowly opened it.

There was her mother, lying lifeless on the cold tile, to large slits on each wrist, with blood gushing out. Amelia dropped to her knees. She was too shocked to cry. She picked her mother up, and started to cradle her body like a baby.

"No…No…NO!" Amelia screamed. Tears finally fell from her eyes onto her mother's face. The blood had gotten all over her nightgown.

After about 20 minutes of her crying and cradling, Amelia gently placed her mother's body back onto the floor. She ran as fast as her legs could take her, to her next door neighbors house. She pounded on the door. A woman with dark red hair, along with a weird curl in the right side of her head answered.

"Amelia?" the woman asked.

"Call the police." Amelia said before passing out.

Amelia woke up in the hospital, doctors surrounding her. Pushing all the doctors away, a police detective approached her.

"Miss Amelia Jones, correct?" The detective asked. Amelia gave a small nod.

"I am so sorry about your mother." He told her. Amelia didn't say anything, but rather stared at him.

"Anyways, I need to ask you a few questions." He told her. Amelia let out a loud sigh. The detective sat a chair down next to the hospital bed, and sat next to her, with his notepad in his hand.

"Can you tell me why your mother would have committed suicide?" He asked her. Amelia sighed.

"My brother and father were killed in the war." Amelia told him. The detective gave her a sympathetic look.

"My condolences." He said to her. Amelia sighed. The detective soon left the room, leaving Amelia alone in the room.

Amelia slowly sat up, she wasn't sore or hurt, so she didn't know why she was hooked up to an IV. She looked down, and removed the IV, and got out of the bed.

Before she could fully get to the door, the doctor entered, and looked at her, and put his clipboard on the small desk in the corner of the room.

"Miss Jones, please stay in the bed." He told her. Amelia looked up at him confused.

"Why? I'm not injured, I'm fine." She told him. The doctor put his hand on her shoulder, and led her back to the bed. Amelia was too tired to fight back.

"Well, no you're not injured, but your mind has been through a lot for a long time, and you need to rest." He told her. Amelia sighed. The doctor tried to put the IV back into her arm, but Amelia pulled her arm back quickly.

"Why do I need an IV?" She asked him. The doctor sighed.

"It's fluids, we tested your hydration, and we noticed that you haven't been eating nor drinking for a while, you're basically killing yourself." He told her. Amelia scoffed.

"Please, I'd rather be dead, I mean I've lost everything." Amelia told him. The doctor gave her a squeeze on her arm. He smiled at her.

"Not everything." The doctor said. Amelia looked up at him. The doctor looked towards the door, and it opened. A thin girl with long, blonde pigtails, and glasses walked in. Amelia sat up.

"Alice?" Amelia asked.

"Amelia, I am so sorry." The girl said, her accent seemed British, as she was from England.

"How did you get here from England?" Amelia asked. Alice smiled.

"Well, my father is in the R.A.F so he flew me here, as soon as I heard the news." Alice told her. Amelia felt happy tears form in her eyes. Alice ran to her, and hugged her tightly. Amelia returned the hug.

"I'll leave you to for a minute to catch up." The doctor said. Alice smiled at Amelia, stroking her hair behind her ears.

"Where will you live?" Alice asked her. Amelia sighed.

"I have an aunt and uncle not far from here, that I can stay with until I get things in order." Amelia told her. Alice nodded.

"Okay." She said.

"I should get some rest." Amelia told her. Alice nodded her head, and pulled the couch in the room, right next to the bed, and lay down.

"I'll stay with you." Alice told her. Amelia smiled. She sat in the bed for a while thinking of how she was going to fix things in her life. Yeah, she was angry for her brother and father's death, and she wanted closure, and her mother did too. Amelia knew what she going to do.

She was going into the war.

END OF CHAPTER 2

R.A.F- Royal Air Force.