Chapter Two:

I was awoken bye an extremely bright light. Wincing, I sat up and covered my eyes. I hurt everywhere. I struggled to remember what happened.

"How're you feeling?" I heard my Vader ask. I peeked out from my fingers and saw America. I smiled weakly and mover my hands from my eyes.

"Hurting," was all I could get out. He passed me a cup.

"Drink. It'll make you feel better," my broer, Virginia, stated. I nodded and gulped down the liquid. It was bittersweet. Virginia was right though, I felt better. "Better?" he asked. I nodded.

"Yeah," I said. "I just feel so angry. All those people died…" I looked down at the cup in my hands. A low growl escaped my lips. Before I knew it, the cup was broken and my hands were bleeding. "I will never forget this day. Never…"

One Month Later.

"Are you okay, Yorkie?" Jersey asked, sitting on my bed. I nodded, staring at the ceiling. It kept going out of focus.

"I can't concentrate on the ceiling. My visions going out of focus," I stated.

"Then put on your glasses," he stated.

"You broke my glasses remember?" I asked. A blush came across his cheeks and let out a laugh.

"What about your contacts?" he asked.

"You flushed them down the toilet," I stated. Awkward silence filled the room and neither one of us wanted to break it. Thankfully, the door opened.

"It's time for dinner," I heard either North or South Dakota state. I squinted at the door but couldn't see which on it was. "It's South Dakota."

"Oh, okay," I stated as Jersey helped me up. Vader made him carry me on his back.

"Where are you glasses?" S. Dakota asked.

"Jersey broke them," I said.

"Contacts?"

"He flushed them down the toilet."

"Dude, you know he's legally blind with them. Dad's gonna kill you," he said to Jersey.

"I know."


A.N:

This was just a filler but the next one will be better (and hopefully longer)

Vader (Dutch)- Father

Broer (Dutch)- Brother