1966
It was as if the enemy was her friend once again. Whenever America was in trouble, she would rescue him. She never found herself in trouble though, so she never knew if America was following his part of the deal. She wanted to injure herself to see if he would, but at the same time, she though the idea would be a huge waist of time.
When Vietnam found him in the forest, his uniform was stained a brilliant red. She felt as if she betrayed their own deal, and everything had just been leading up to his death.
"America! Have you been shot?"
His corpse terrified her. She couldn't let him die without getting to say goodbye. His side had a torn look to it, so Vietnam stuck her hand into it. Instantly, America shot up and started screaming.
She felt relieved that he was alive, saying, "I knew you wouldn't die."
He fell back, calling for England. Vietnam felt a rush of jealousy reach her. England was just a pish posh man who drank tea and read the news. He didn't do the fighting she commit for America. It maddened her, and she began to pull little threads of blood from America. "Why are you calling for that old man? He wouldn't dare come out here if it meant saving you!"
"Yes he would! He loves me!"
"Well so do I! You can't depend on him all the time!" Vietnam grabbed his hair and pulled him forward. "You know I'm by your side all the time, and not him! Why do you want him?"
America began to sob, and he truly looked disgusting to her. His love wasn't for her, but for England. It had always been for England. She was in the friend zone. How many other nations were in his friend zone?
"America, I wish you'd return some of my feelings for you. I don't want you to be sad, nor do I want you to be with England."
His mouth dripped with blood, so Vietnam wiped it away with her sleeve. She lifted him up, tearing the muscles in her arms. It hurt her tremendously, and she wished he wasn't so heavy.
When she found him a doctor, Vietnam wrote a note:
America, I'm so sorry I let you get shot. Just remember that I won't let it happen to you again. I love you.
She gave it to the doctor, then left.