Well then... I've been gone... for two weeks... and I got a death threat? XD lol
I kinda... got distracted... I had three chapters planned out and... I just had no inspiration. I'm sorry!
And one of my sunflowers is flowering! yay! Enjoy~
Remember, updates will be later in the day for a while, and except for the weekend. then, I have state fair, which ...4 days long. Then I start school the 14th. Soo..
Sorry if Russia is OOC... I didn't know what he'd do if he was actually guilty..
Chapter 29: Broken Ribs and Broken Promises
I hate the world. Do you want to know why?
Its not because of global warming, crime, war, or even the fact that every nice guy is always gay, related, or taken; nooo. Its because its the anniversary of my dad's death, and I can't get up from my bed. Russia's orders.
After the fiasco with Prussia stealing my poptart, and me almost breaking another rib, Ivan ordered me to stay in bed.
Yeah. I have a broken fricking rib!
Its not fair, and I hate those guys who did it. And no you psycos who think violence will solve everything- It does not make me feel better that their most likely in no better shape thanks to Ivan.
Oh, also a new update. I am calling Russia Ivan now. Its awkward to call him Russia in public places...
Not that I can go anywhere. Ugh.
But... being bedridden does have its perks. Russ- Ivan sits by my side at all times of the day. He looks so tired..
He sat beside me, bags hidden discretely under his cheerful- yet tired- eyes. He seemed to have that face of 'I'm TOTALLY ok! Don't worry!'.
Which me being me..
It only made me worry more.
Stupide jerk.
"Krystine would you like me to get you something to eat? Its almost 10:30 and you still have not eaten."
I looked at him. What is up with him? Why is he treating me so nicely? Doesn't he want to try kissing me? Or... is he guilty? No Russia! Don't be guilty!
But still... He hasn't tried a single thing, and I'm getting restless.
I sighed,"Help me sit up?" I learnt last night that if i don't ask, he'll just push me back down, and check my wound. fricking weirdo...
He nodded, and helped me sit up. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him softly. He stiffened for a moment before enclosing me in his warm arms, and smell of vodka. he didn't kiss me back but his arms were enough for me.
I smiled contently,"Don't ever ignore me like that again..." I rested my head against his shoulder. He gently rubbed circles into my back, and looked up at him.
"Russia.."
"Da?"
"Kiss me... like you used to.." I sighed,"You aren't going to hurt me. I promise." I looked deep into his violet eyes, and looked for any aspect of emotion.
He pulled my mouth to his, brushing his lips against mine,"Kissing you... like this?"
I scowled as he teased my lips gently. I yanked his head close and kissed him deeply. I felt myself being lowered onto the bed.
He kissed me deeper, invading my mouth possessively, and he gently pulled my body close to him. I clung to him.
When we broke for air, my face was bright red, and a big grin was on my face. "Hehe.."
"I take it that Krystine likes kissing me, Da?"
"Hell yes.."
He just chuckled.
At the beach..
(Sammie's pov)
I grinned as me and America coated ourselves with makeshift war paint. "This will be sooo awesome!"
The others were out on the beach, relaxing, and Italy was swimming.
Prussia had wandered off, and we really didn't care.
"I know dude! We'll be like WHAA! BOOOM! and they'll be like AAHHH and we'll be like YOOOO!"
I laughed,"You bet! They won't see us coming!"
We grabbed the water guns and headed towards the half asleep group.
Now if ya'll are wonderin' what's going on, we're going to attack the group with water guns filled with slime and jello.
well the water had jello packets put in it... but.. ahem.
ANYWEEEHH!
I took the left side, and America took the right, and we advanced onto the group.
Annnnnd...
"ATTACKK!" we screamed.
I have never been so happy to smell and taste jello in the air..
I love Sammie and America. They are a cute couple, yeah?
And Russia and Krystine.. Just so... COOL! I love deh couples! :3 so, I'm very happy to be back to writing, even though I start band camp tomorrow.