Remember that this began as stress relief, so you guys get a chapter early. I don't own Hetalia. Also, I had no idea how to write the flashback for this chapter since I have no direct frame of reference (had to go off watching scenes from Glee, Degrassi, and remember stupid gossip) since there is no way in hell I'm getting the reference myself.

Oh, in this chapter, the italics stand for flashbacks in case you get confused.

POV: Toris

So cold...

I dragged my suitcase along the uneven sidewalk as the rain poured down. I didn't recognize any of the houses and I could tell it was night by then. I was starving and exhausted, so my pace was slow.

I didn't bother trying to shield myself from the rain. I was already soaked to the bone, what use would trying to stop it be?

What was I doing out here?

I didn't know where I was going. I didn't even know which direction I was walking in.

I couldn't even really see where I was going. I saw too many disgusted adults sneer at me. Too many children stare at me. Too many looks of pity from battered men from the streets.

All I knew was that I couldn't go home.

"No!" I shouted as she dragged me to my room.

"Pack your bag, Toris!"

"No! I don't want to leave!"

"After all the times you've complained 'I hate this place! I want to leave!' this is the thanks I get?"

"Why do you chose now to listen to me? I have a reason to stay now! You can't just take me away!"

"I can and will."

"I can't just leave Feliks alone here!"

My mother raised an eyebrow. "And what does she have to do with this?"

I clenched my fists. "He is my best friend and I'm not just going to leave him!"

Mom rolled her eyes. "You can just make new friends."

"I can't just replace Feliks..." I said quietly.

I couldn't imagine that. A life without Feliks again. It scared me.

No one to comfort me when I feel upset. No one to talk to without fear of offending or boring them. No more quirky way of speech. No one to call me 'Liet', no matter how strange the nickname is. No one to defend me in case the people in the new place are like them. No one to stop me from doing... something too rash. No more big friendly smile that made everything brighter.

"Why are you so desperate to keep this one friend?"

No one to tell me 'Love ya!'

"BECAUSE I LOVE HIM!" I shouted in the heat of the moment. The second I realized what I said, I slapped my hands over my mouth.

"What?" Her eyes were wide with shock. "What did you just say?"

I was trembling. I was terrified. The look in her eyes. The scorn in her eyes.

I steeled myself and lowered my hands. This was for Feliks. This was so I could be with Feliks. "I'm... in love... with Feliks."

Smack.

I barely felt it. There was no reason for it. There was nothing wrong for being in love.

"Take that back!" she screamed. "TAKE THAT BACK RIGHT NOW!"

"No."

Smack.

"YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU FEEL! IT'S NOT LOVE! NO SON OF MINE IS GAY!"

"But it is. I love him, Mom."

Smack.

"NO YOU DON'T! STOP SAYING THAT!"

"Mom. I love him. I'm staying here. I don't want to argue with you."

She glared at me. Looked down on me. She took several deep breathes and then pointed at the door. "...Get out."

I stared at her. Mask of calm breaking. "W-What?"

"Get out!"

"But-"

"GET OUT!"

Which lead to where I am now. Where-ever this is.

I was trying to walk to Feliks' house, but I had no idea on how to get there.

I was lost.

The thunder boomed and the rain continued pouring down. I couldn't walk anymore today. I sat against a streetlight and stared at the ground.

How could I have been so foolish? Running out when I'm underage with nothing to direct me and without any food packed.

I wish it could just stop. I wish all the bad times would just stop.

I wanted a friend who could stay with me, was that too much to ask?

My vision was getting blurry. From the weakness or from the rain, I couldn't tell.

I saw blurs of light, beyond the light of the streetlight. Cars. Speeding home to get out of the rain.

For a second, I thought they were lucky, not having to deal with things like this. But every person has their own troubles. Every person has their own place like that place. Everyone has their own them.

But not everyone has their own-

One of the blurs of light stopped. Over the rain, the tires screeched to a halt. Suddenly there was the sound of footsteps. At first, hesitant, then purposeful.

"TORIS!"

...Feliks...?

My vision was still blurry. I could barely see the face of the person who ran toward me. They bent down and wrapped their arms around my neck.

"Toris! Toris! I was worried! I was, like, so worried!" they sobbed.

Feliks. It was Feliks. He was out looking for me.

"Toris! Toris, can you hear me?" he shook me gently. "Toris?"

I tried to move. To give him some signal that I heard him. But I was so tired.

"Don't worry, I'll take you to my house! Do anything to help, just please don't leave me!"

I felt him let go of me, then try to get me off of the ground. He was half-dragging, half-carrying me to a car.

I felt the rain go away and the warmth of the car surround me.

"Mom! Mom, take us home! The hospital! Anywhere! He needs help!"

I squinted my eyes, trying see more clearly.

Feliks was in the seat beside mine. He looked almost as soaked as I felt. I couldn't tell where the rainwater stopped and the tears began, but the tears were definitely there.

With as much effort as I could muster, I grabbed his hand.

He stopped his frantic speech.

I tried to give him a smile. "Fe...liks..." I said quietly. "Th... Thank... you..."

That was all I could think to say.

Because he found me.

Because he was helping me.

Because he cared about me.

Because he met me.

Because he saved me.

There we go! Don't worry, there's one more chapter after this. I liked how the ending came out, but it would be better if one could see it.

Review, please.