LE OMG! I'm actually posting a new chapter. Sorry its taken so long... *in Liechtenstein's voice*Big 'bruder' took my phone after he found out I was texting France...

I don't own Hetalia! I wish...

So here is chapter 3: A New Family.

Chapter 3: A New Family

I ran and ran, no knowing where I was going. I was being blinded by tears. When I got tired I found a fresh water spring and drank from it. I wanted to rest but I heard my name being called from a voice that I didn't want to hear.

"ROMANO? WHERE ARE YOU?" It screamed.

'How dare he?' I thought 'He doesn't have the right to look for me when he doesn't even want me!'

"LOVINO?" He called closer, using my full name. I love when Spain calls me that.

Correction: Loved.

I had to run! He was getting closer. I don't know what came over me but I just ran as fast as my feet could take me.

SLAM!

I stopped as I slammed into a big oak tree, and screamed in agonizing pain.

I'm pretty sure he heard me cause I could hear footsteps running closer and closer. "Lovino? Are you Ok? I just heard you scream! Where are you?"

Yep. He heard me.

Is he crying? It sounded as if he was crying. Probably my imagination. Probably the pain and my crying

All I knew is that I had to run and not think about my wrist that I'm positive is broken. My face burned badly,it probably had many scratches on it. I also have a huge gash in my leg thats bleeding, ALOT. My arm also feels kinda numb.

I dropped my bag but when i tried to retrieve it i could only grab my journal and run.

When I was farther away, I heard A frightening scream and my heart stopped.

It was Spain.

'Is he okay?' I mentally cried, but thought 'Why do you care?' Reminding myself I hate him, and he didn't want me.

I stopped when I heard him scream "LOVINO!" And him cry uncontrollably, but I jstarted to run again.

I ran until I was out of that damn forest. The sun was setting, and I was alone. Where am I?

Many thoughts barreled through my mind but stopped when I heard a voice. It was very unfamiliar.

"Are you lost, sweetheart?" It asked. I could see it but by the voice it seemed like a young lady that had an italian accent.

I didn't care who she was, but she sounded like she wouldn't hurt me, so I hugged her. I sobbed and wailed into her dress. She picked me up and set me on a nearby bench and asked me "Where are your parents?"

"I-i-i d-don't have a-any" I told her in between sobs

The woman understood not to ask any more questions.

"I'm Alba Bello" she told me after I quieted down a bit.

"I'm It-Lovino Vargas" I said quietly. "Oh!" She exclaimed "Your Italian too?"

I thought 'Of couse, Alba, I AM Italy' But I just ended up nodding.

After I stopped crying she asked "So what happened?"

Something told me to trust her, so I told her, "My caretaker abandoned me."

'More like I abandoned him.' I joked to myself

"Oh my! What happened to your leg? You seriously bleeding! And you have so many scratches on your face!" She observed, then noticed me clutching my wrist. "Did you break your wrist?" She hesitated. She looked me iver for anymore injuries and her eyes widened in terror, as she saw my arm. I hadn't noticed it and it didn't hurt, just felt numb, and I felt dizzy. It was cut deeply. Dried blood all around it. And fresh blood still spilling out.

'How am I not dead?' I thought

'Oh yeah, I'm a country, so I can't die' I reminded myself

I felt like crying, But I wanted to hug Alba because i didn't feel alone anymore.

"So you have no one?" She hesitated. I really liked her. I wish I could stay with her.

"No... Spa- I mean 'Antonio' abandoned me." I added emphasis on the 'Antonio' part, using his real name.

"Lovino! Come with me! I know you don't know me but I don't want to leave you alone" She blurted. Something told me she was bothered by something, but she seemed to cover it up well.

"Ok I will." I agreed. Maybe... This will work.

"Really? Great Lovino!"

She was genuinely happy I was gonna be living with her! Better than any stupid Spain!

On the drive to her house (and my new home) she told me about herself. Her names Alba Bello (Alba means dawn and Bello means beautiful in Italian)

She is 32 and she just lost her husband. She wouldn't tell me how but I knew it was important.

When we got to her house, I was surprised of how big it was for just her living there.

"So, here it is Lovino. This is our home." She exclaimed.

"It's nice!" I said happily.

C'mon, I'll give you a tour, but first I have to help treat these wounds" Alba said as she unbuckled me and carried me inside.

Alba had patched up my wounds and made them feel 100% better. She put something on my wrist to stop the pain a little, and said she told me we would go to the hospital in the morning.

After that, she showed me the living area, the kitchen, bathrooms all around the house, and her room, then we approach a room she seemed to be saddened by.

She skipped over it, walking straight by it without even glancing at it. I was curious... so I asked "How come you skipped that room?"

Alba stopped, and sighed heavily. Not knowing what to do, she walked back to that room, and paused. Finally Alba said, "Lovino..." As she opened a door revealing a little boys room "This was my sons room..."

LEOMG ALBA'S SON?

Anyways

Alba=Dawn in Italian.

Bello=Beautiful in Italian.

It sounded pretty so wth? I went with it!

R&R please?