Okay I had a chapter all typed up, spellchecked and all that lovely stuff, annnnd. I forgot to put it up. And so now, here's the chapter. I know you probably are very annoyed by my infrequencies on Fanfiction, and I apologize.

Also, The 40 with a sequel. The sequel would have about 20 chapter's and would be placed when Krystine is adult. Now, that also brings in possible drunken weirdness, and Krystine being in college and having a job. I may ever have multiple sequel's for each couple because they will NOT be near each other. And so. That's my idea. :)

The 50 will kinda of just have a tiny glance at Krystine being an adult, and them being together for good.

DISCLAIMER: I really doubt i own Hetalia, dude. *stare* ...England and France would be making out, Canada gets noticed and fawned over, America shuts up, and Italy never gets beaten up. International law. ITALY CAN NEVER BE HURT! :DDDD

Chapter 31:Broken Hearts

I spent alot of time, trying to get Russia to talk to me. He just kinda glanced at me, and walked away. He hates me... I know it.

I whimpered, laying face down in my pillow, wanting to just die.

My wounds didn't need as much care now, and didn't hurt really that much. The only thing that hurt, was the fact that I think Russia broke up with me. I hate this... Why does it hurt like that?!

...Stupid Russia. You mess me up so much!

I sighed,"I'm supposed to be packing..."

Knock Knock

I sat up as Taylor came in the room,"Gueesss what Kryst- oh... What's wrong?" Her usual happy demeanor disappeared into a sad look.

I trembled,"Nothing..."

"Liar."

I burst into tears,"Me and Russia broke up!"

"I didn't even realize you two were together... I thought it was just a rumor or Russia being weird..Boys will break up with you for unknown reasons...Trust me!", She looked sympathetic.

I glared slightly,"I think I broke up with him..."

"OH MY GOD! Kryer you have to go apologize, like, right now. " She cried out, and tried to carry me out of the room.

I dug my nails into the headboard,"I can't! i tried to talk to him, and he glared at me!"

She stopped pulling suddening and stood still,"Do you...like him alot?"

I took a deep breathe,"I think I love him."

She stared at me, and came and sat crosslegged next to me.

I leaned against her, crying,"It hurts so bad.."

She held me close and nodded,"I know.."

The look he had given me had hurt me so badly that... I just... I couldn't believe it.

There was no way I could get him to take me back.

I ached in a way that I had never ached before. Every movement made it worse. Every word made my thoughts go to him.

It was so cruel, so so cruel of god to do this.

The pain...

It hurt so bad. being my first ever boyfriend, I really like him more than anything else in the world.

And I don't know why I lashed out at him.

Why did I become so stupid?

I began to cry harder.

It hurt that he hated me so much that he couldn't even talk to me.

I love him.

I don't want him to hate me. I'd do anything to make him love me again.

I don't... I really don't want him to hate me.

I just want him to love me...

I cried even harder.

"Hey Krystine..?"

I looked up at Taylor,"Yeah?"

"I think its time that we get ready to leave. Wanna sit in the back with me, Italy and Romano?"

I nodded slowly,"Okay.."

It seemed like everyone else had started a relationship here or advanced in theirs except for me and Russia.

Sammie and America are going steady and are planning to move in the house officially until they want to go farther in life with each and Romano are quietly talking, and I know they like each and France are together and being VERY awkward if you catch my drift... I heard something about 'Big ben is bigger than the effiel tower' and some moans... I don't want to think of much more... Prussia and Daniel are up to something. Every single time Daniel sees Prussia he blushes, and Prussia whispers in his ear alot. Then they disapear for awhile.

But I... I'm alone.

Russia's lost interest, and its all my fault. There's no way he would ever take me back, and I know it. He doesn't love me, and he doesn't care. All I know is that... I still like him. And I think I might love him. I don't know what to do, besides pack, and cry. I know its sad that I've dropped to this level.. I mean, look at how I used to act. I just pushed him away again...and again... and...

I pushed him away...

No wonder he hates me...

All I did was push him away and hurt him. I didn't care! I didn't treat him with love! I treated him horribly! I...

I love you Russia. More than anything in the world.

There's nothing else that matters to me.

~Somewhere else~

"Yes... Yes... I understand. So she's been living with all these men? What else did i expect from the whore I call my daughter?" The woman laughed.

An old frail woman laid in a hospital bed, her deep hazel eyes were hardened towards the young woman. Her sliver hair lay in a sprawled mess. Her wrist had an IV in it, leading up to the IV bag. She sucked in air almost delicately, as if she was going to die that very moment. An oxygen mask was placed over her mouth so she could breath easier.

The young woman laughed again into her cell phone,"Of course. The second this hag dies, I'll take the place and sell it. Then, Krystine is off to boarding school, and we're off to the city in a nice apartment to have sex in alllll day long daarrrling."

The old woman glared at her daughter in law,"You... Will... Never... Get... My... Home..." She breathed raspily.

The young woman hung up and smirked,"Oh yes I will. And you'll never be able to do a damn thing about it. you're clearly insane. No one would believe you if you tried to change your will now."

The old woman sat up slowly and pushed herself off the bed,"You horrible girl... I know what my son did you and your sister, but that is no reason to-"

"Now, Now, do you really believe that is the reason I am stealing everything away from you? No no. Its to keep that bitch away from my daughter's future. That so called 'sammie' will not take and ruin her like she did herself. She prances around doing nothing. My daughter will not be like that!"

The old woman wheezed,"You already ruined her. Sammie is not worthless, she is a good girl. You are the one who is worthless. You spread hatred. I never did like you."

The young woman screeched and slapped the woman across the face. The old woman cried out in pain and fell to the floor. Her face was scratched from the ring. She pressed the nurse button.

The young woman growled and ran from the room, whispering four words full of hate,"You're dead old hag."

omg I love this. :3 Finally! I'm starting for the ending process. Stupid Krystine's mom. You're a bitch! .

ANYWAYYYY~~

Thanks for reading.

I've decided upon the 40 with a sequel. The next I think should be fun, and if ya want a preview at the end of chapter 40 it shall be there! :P

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