You had been living with Russia for a couple of months now. You had become really good friends with Lithuania and the other Baltics. Russia's sisters however, tended to avoid him, or he avoided them. Either way they didn't visit much.
You still had your own room, which you later learned was down the hall do Russia's, but you rarely slept in it, Russia liked you to sleep in bed with him. You were still a little scared of him, like the others in the house, but you had grown to tolerate his behavior, and even start to like him.
At the moment you were in the bottom floor of the house doing laundry. You had been given the easier chores around the house and for this you were grateful. Lithuania had been helping you earlier, but had to go prepaid dinner.
You were in the middle of folding a shirt, when you heard someone's hurried footsteps on the stairs. You put down the shirt, standing up strait, and turned to face the stairs.
Latvia came into view, he was panting and looked like he had been running recently.
"(N-name)." he panted.
"W-What is it?"
'This can't be good.' You thought.
"Russia wants you upstairs in his office….. Now!" Latvia grabbed you wrist practically dragging you up the stairs, glancing back at you from time to time with an almost guilty look.
When you reached the hallway that lead to Russia's office, you could hear Russia yelling loudly. You gulped.
When you reached the door, Latvia hesitated, and then knocked on the door loudly. Russia's yelling stopped.
"Come in." he said, his voice low. Latvia opened the door. You view was blocked, seeing as the doors open out.
"I-I-I b-brought (name) like you told me to."
"Where is she?" you quickly stepped in front of the door, your gaze on your feet.
"I'm right here." You said in a quiet voice. You brought your gaze up. Your eyes widened.
The office was trashed. Chairs flipped, papers scattered across the floor, and glass bottles shattered. But this isn't what shocked you. Lithuania lay bloody on the ground at Russia's feet. You brought your gaze back up, suddenly fearful.
"Come here my little sunflower." You did as you were told, and slowly took shaky steps in Russia's direction.
Russia's eyes fell down to Lithuania's broken form.
"Lithuania, give (name) and I some privacy, da." He started to lift himself up, but not quickly enough for Russia. He kicked him in the side, moving him a few meters towards the door. It took a lot of effort on your part not to scream.
Lithuania scrambled to his feet and walked towards the door. Once he reached the door, Latvia wrapped his arms around him. Lithuania wrapped one arm around him, and closed the door with the other.
As he closed the door, he gave you one last apologetic look.
"Come here (name)." You turned your head back around to face Russia. He was sitting in his desk chair now. You could see the annoyance in his eyes. Not wanting to make him ask you again, you quickly walked over to him.
He pulled you into his lap, one arm encircling your waist and the other brining your head down so it was resting on his shoulder.
"Oh sunflower, you wouldn't believe how ungrateful, and disobedient the Baltics have been. My boss keeps telling me to be stricter with them, but you know I like to be nice." An image of Lithuania's beaten body came to mind as you remembered Russia's definition of 'kind.'
Russia gently pulled you away from him.
"You know I am kind, da."
"Y-Yeah." You said forcing a smile. He brought his hand up and cupped the side of your face.
"There's a world meeting coming up soon. Would you like to go with me?"
Your face immediately lit up.
"Yes! Yes I would love to go!" you would finally get to see your friends again, and if you were lucky, maybe someone could help you get out of this mess and you could be an independent country again.