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"Shhh, it's okay," I whispered.

America's head rested in my lap; eyes overflowing with tears.

I looked down at him with a kind smile."I know I don't come over often enough but–"

A loud booming of thunder ripped through the air. Quick, bright flashes of light briefly illuminated the entire room.

"But," I continued, "you need to fight your fear of thunderstorms. As much as I want to be here with you all the time, I can't always comfort you when ever a storm comes."

Rain pelted against the window pane. The harsh wind forced the trees' branches to scratch the side of the house. The candle that laid next to me on the floor flickered in response to America's quick movement. He stared up at me. His dull blue eyes were swimming in tears; screaming with fears.

"I know, I know." I stroked his soft golden strands of hair through my fingers. "Even though you're all grown up now, you still have the heart of the child I once knew."

America's sobs tried to escape through his mouth but the duct tape wouldn't allow it.

My chest burned. What was I thinking? I CAN always comfort him. I'll make sure of it.

I kissed the top of his head smelling the lavender shampoo he always used.  "Don't worry. I won't leave you ever again."

America tightly shut his eyes. Poor thing. The storm really is too frightening for him. I caressed his cheek to comfort him but he flinched away from my touch. His movements became more violent; no longer just squirming.

He tried to free his hands from the metal bracelets I gave him. He tried to free his legs from the rope blanket I gave him. He tried to free his eyes from my face but I wouldn't let him.

I wrapped my hand around his chin and forced it up toward my face. "You were too young to make those kinds of decisions. You didn't really want independence. No! Of course not! Children never know what's best for them, that's why WE adults take care of YOU kids."

I leaned in; our foreheads touched. "You were too young to live on your own. You were too young to know any better. You were too young to know how much you hurt me. YOU WERE TOO YOUNG TO KNOW YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE LEFT ME!" I removed my hand from his chin and his head fell to my lap.

I could feel tears run down from my eyes. I quickly wiped them away; we can't have two of us crying.

More thunder roared. America's whimpers and failed screams rang painfully in my ears.

"Shhh, shhh." I put his head against my chest. "It's just thunder. Thunder is all it is," I chanted. "It really hurts me to see you suffer like this."

I could feel his body shake. His heart ran wildly in his chest. Tears never ceased. I could feel it. His pain. His sorrow. His fear.

I rocked back and forth on the hard wooden floor refusing to let my child-hearted boy go. I won't let him leave me this time. No, no. Never again.

"I won't leave you and you won't leave me. Yes. We'll be together always. We'll love each other always. We'll eat together always. You'll stay a child always. You'll be with me ALWAYS!"
I wanted to practice some writing so I did this =) I was inspired by *Arkham-Insanity's crazy iggy ♥

So here's a little background information that lead to this scene:

America came home from a long day of work at Neinscape hospital and finds England at his house sitting on a sofa waiting for him, again. England comes over often to check up on America; making sure he's okay. England goes to make some tea and has a chat with America. It begins to storm and America brings up how he remembers being afraid of thunderstorms as a child. This triggered England's crazy(The other countries knew that England thought he could 'see things' like fairies but they always brushed it off). He starts getting out of control and it eventually leads to the scene of him trying to 'comfort' America during the storm. At some point, America is freed and England is checked in as a patient at the hospital he works at. England isn't upset that he's a patient at a hospital because he is always with America.

Hope you guys like it even though it's short ^__^
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Ollieissexy Feb 16, 2014  New member
"Rain pelted against the window pane. The harsh wind forced the trees' branches to scratch the side of the house. The candle that laid next to me on the floor flickered in response to America's quick movement. He stared up at me. His dull blue eyes were swimming in tears; screaming with fears."

Me: aww.....

"I know, I know." I stroked his soft golden strands of hair through my fingers. "Even though you're all grown up now, you still have the heart of the child I once knew."

Me: AWWWWW ~ 

"America's sobs tried to escape through his mouth but the duct tape wouldn't allow it."

Me: Wait what. WHAT. I - WHAT. 
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:iconxxkawaii-pandaxx:
I thought this was innocent and sweet until i read DUCT TAPE. Then I re-read it 3 times to make sure I read that right. I love how you added in the crazy so suddenly.
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:iconsasako:
I love twists =D I'm glad you like it ^__^
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SamSaltheHero Apr 11, 2012  Hobbyist Digital Artist
I started reading with a smile and was thinking, "Awww! England is SO sweet when he lets himself be...!" and then I saw the word handcuffs and my face promptly turned into O.e ...Anyways, great job, it took me by surprise. xD
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:iconsasako:
Thank you =D I like to twist things =P
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:iconedluvwin:
FIRST I WAS LIKE :icontardplz: because of the oddness of America bawling in England's lap.
THEN I WAS LIKE :iconwhatisthisplz: because of the odd bondage stuff.
THEN I WAS LIKE :icongetawayplz: at the end.

Then I cried from the weird sadness that overcame me.

Other than that, bueno! <:3 I'm sure you've heard this a ton already, but way to make it seem normal and then twist it suddenly! I really like that in a story~ 8D
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:iconsasako:
Thank you so much :hug: I love twists; keeps you on your toes ^__^
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star-girl-twenty-one Nov 26, 2011  Student Traditional Artist
Is it bad that I cried...? Poor Alfy. I feel so bad for him. I loved the touch of the American Revolution as well, it's what I'm learning about in American History class.
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MegaAnimeFreak7 Nov 12, 2011  Student Writer
i like the story, but i hate that you made iggy crazy. he wasn't even speaking in his English drawl (please don't hate me for saying this)!! >.<
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:iconsasako:
I'm glad you like the story and it's okay that you don't like how I made Iggy crazy ^__^ You're welcome to your own opinion.
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