Chapter 10

Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia, just the OCs you don't recognize.

A/N: Yay! 10th chapter! Seems like only yesterday I started writing! I hope you all enjoy!

Isabella POV

I woke up in very familiar surroundings. I heard talking and went downstairs. I walked into the kitchen.

"Who am I? I'm-"

"Luciano." I said. He looked up.

"Isa. I didn't know you were awake." He said as he came and hugged me.

"I just woke up." I said as he took me to the island and I sat down with everyone else. They all look super worried. I couldn't blame them, I probably look like shit right now.

"Isabella, who's this?" Asked dad.

"This is Luciano." I said pointing at him.

"How do you know him?" Germany asked.

"He's my best friend." I said. Their eyes all widened.

"Well, I better get home. Call me if you need anything." He said as he kissed my forehead. I nodded.

"Bye." I called out to him as he walked out the door. I got up me went into the living room. I sat down on the couch and pulled my legs up to my chest. I sat there and just looked at the rug. The rug where mom used to play with me. I started tearing up again. Dad sat next to me and wrapped him arm around my shoulders. I leaned into him and felt my tears start to run down my cheeks.

"I know, it hurts." He said. That one little sentence set me off. I got up abruptly and glared at him.

"You have no idea what I'm feeling. Mom is the only person I've ever had! You were never there! Mom was both my mom and dad! You saw Luciano? He was my only friend growing up! All the other kids thought you left because there was something wrong with me! You never helped! You never even sent one fucking child support check! It was always mom working her ass off so I could have something to eat and not go to sleep hungry! She sometimes went to sleep hungry just so I could eat! SO DON'T YOU DARE STAND THERE AND TELL ME YOU KNOW HOW MUCH IT HURTS!" I screamed at him. I ran upstairs and locked myself in mom's room. I sat in her bed and wrapped myself in her blankets. They still smelled like her. I hugged and cried into her pillow. My life would never be the same.

Germany POV

We all stared after Isabella. I can't imagine what she's going through. I looked at Italy. He seemed shocked and dazed.

"She's right." Is all he said as he sat down and put his head in his hands. Sealand got up and followed Isabella.

Isabella POV

Someone knocked on the door.

"What?" I yelled.

"Mummy?" Came a timid voice. My eyes widened. I got up and ran to the door. I opened it and there stood little Sealand. He walked through the door and looked around in awe.

"This was my mother's room." I whispered as I closed the door and turned on the lights. He sat on the bed and I sat down next to him. He suddenly hugged me tightly.

"I'm so sorry about grandma." He said. I felt my eyes widen again. He really thought of me as his mother. I smiled as I hugged him back and kissed his forehead.

"I am too." I whispered. "I wish you could have met her sooner. She was the most amazing woman you'll ever meet. So beautiful and strong." I said smiling at my old memories from when I was a child. We just sat there in comfortable silence.

"Mummy, you'll always be here with me. Right?" He asked.

"Of course. I'm not going anywhere." I said firmly and gave him a little squeeze. I looked at him and smiled. A real smile. I need to be here and be a good mother for Sealand.

"Come on, I'm hungry." I said getting up and going outside to the kitchen. We went inside and everyone was there.

"Hey." I said as I went to the refrigerator.

"Isabella-" dad began.

"I'm sorry for yelling at you." I interrupted him and straightened up to look him in the eye.

"No, I'm sorry for never being there. But I'll be here for you from now on." He said as he hugged me.

"Thanks, papa." I said as I hugged him back. "Now, who wants pasta?" I said smiling. Of course dad started spazzing out.

"I do! I do!" He yelled as he waved his hand up in the air. I smiled and started boiling the ravioli. (A/N: I'm not sure if you have to boil ravioli.) I made it with mom's special sauce.

"When's the funeral?" I asked as I served us all some.

"In three days." Dad said starting to eat. "This is delicious!" He exclaimed.

"It's mom's special sauce." I said smiling as I also ate. We ate in comfortable silence. "When's the next meeting?" I asked curiously.

"Next veek." Answered Germany.

"When is uncle Romano coming back?" I asked dad.

"In a few hours."

"Are you guys going home?" I asked Japan and Germany. They nodded.

"Where are reaving tomorrow." Japan said with a small smile. I smiled at him. He showed emotion with me, I don't see him show emotion with anyone else. I looked at Sealand.

"You wanna go out today?" He nodded excitedly.

"Come on, lets go to the park." I said as I put my dish in the sink and took his hand. We walked out and to the park my mom used to take me. There was a swing set, a slide, some monkey bars, and a sandbox. We walked around.

"Do you want to go play?" I asked him.

"Can I?" I nodded and gave him a little push. He went straight to the swings. I walked after him and pushed him. He went higher and higher.

"Look how high I am!" He laughed. I smiled. I left him.

"Pump your legs." I said as I got on the swing next to him and started swinging. I was as high as him in a few minutes. We laughed together as we went higher and higher. He suddenly jumped off and fell. I gasped. I dug my feet into the sand and ran to where he was. He slowly got up. His knees were skinned and he had a few cuts on his palms and cheeks.

"Are you okay." I asked worried as I looked him over. He nodded as tears began to fill his eyes.

"It hurts." He sniffles. I nodded in understanding. I had a lot of accidents like these when I was little. I carried him piggyback and we walked back home. I went upstairs and took him into my room. I sat him on my bed as he looked around.

"This is my room." I said as I came back with a box of band-aids and same rubbing alcohol. I started rubbing some on his cuts and scrapes.

"Ow! Mummy, that hurts!" He said wincing.

"I know, baby. But I have to disinfect your cuts." I said as I finished up and put some band-aids on him. I stood.

"There you go." I said with my hands on my hips.

"Thanks, mum." he said smiling. I sat down cross legged next to him on my bed.

"So, how do we make you into a country?" I asked. He shrugged. I got out a note pad and a pen.

"We'll need to expand you first. Then got a lot of people to go and live there, or at least visit frequently." I said making notes. He nodded hanging onto my every word.

"I'll give you money. You have to use that to start expanding." He nodded. I'll transfer it to your... island, I guess?" He nodded. "I'll need to go there to inspect."

"Okay." He said smiling. I nodded.

"When do you want to go?"

"How about Saturday?"

"That sounds alright to me." I said. I put the note pad aside and took out an old shirt. I gave one to Peter too.

"Put that on, I want to show you something." I said sliding on the shirt and getting a key out of my desk. I walked out and Sealand followed me. I led us to an old looking wooden door. I put the key in and opened it. This is my art room. The walls are covered with many layers of paper, I have cans full of paint of ever color you can imagine, I have stencils of everything you can think of, I have row after row of easels, I have brushes in all sizes and varieties, I have crayons, color pencils, and markers, and I have a closet full of paintings that I made myself. Some of the ones I made when I was younger I put in my room.

"This is amazing." He said in awe. I smiled.

"I come here and paint when I want to let off some steam." I said as I put my arm around his shoulders. "Lets get creative." I said and grabbed two blind folds.

"What are those for?" Sealand asked.

"You can't see what you paint. That way, you paint what you're feeling." I said and handed him one. I put him facing one wall and showed him where his paint and brushes were. I put my blindfold on and faced the opposite wall. I moved my colors in a random order and grabbed a brush. I started to paint and could hear Peter had started too.

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About two hours later, we both finished and took off our blindfolds. Sealand's painting was of his land and what it will become, I was in there, and we were together in the park. The rest was beautiful abstract full of different colors.

"Good job." I said as I hugged him. He hugged me back and smiled. I looked at my painting.

It was my mom, my mom and me, my parents together, Sealand and I, Canada and me, and all of us together in the middle. The rest was just abstract. I smiled as I felt the tears start again. I got my painting skill from dad and mom loved it when I painted. That's why she gave me this room.

"It's beautiful, mummy." Sealand said as he hugged me around my waist. I smiled and ruffled his hair. "Thanks." I looked at him and laughed. He was almost completely covered in paint.

"I think we need to get cleaned up." I said and we walked out. I made sure to lock the door behind us.

"Mum, why do you keep the door locked?"

"I don't know. I guess I just feel like my soul is in there and not everyone can see it." I said smiling at him. "I'll make a copy of the key so you can go in there whenever you want." He hugged me again.

"Thank you!" I just laughed an shrugged him back. There was a bathroom in my room.

"No problem, just go take a shower." I said giving him a push. He went in and I laid out his clothes for him. When he was done I took my clothes in the bathroom and showered. I got out and gasped. Sealand was looking through my photo album.

"What are you doing?" I asked. He looked surprised. I must have had a weird expression on my face because he looked nervous.

"I'm sorry! I just saw it and got curious!" He looked about ready to cry. What did England do to this boy. I reached my hand out and he flinched. I picked both him and the photo album up, and sat us on my bed.

"Why don't we look through it together?" I asked him. I was sitting up against the headrest and had him sitting between my legs with his back against my chest.

"Okay." He said. I opened the album and told him about all the pictures inside and told him about what was happening. We laughed together at some of the stupid things I would do. That's how we spent the night.

I'm so sorry I haven't updated! I had to think about what I had to put in the chapter! Please review!