by kitten99 » Mon Dec 30, 2013 3:57 pm
America let go of his end of the mattresses and grasped blindly at his throat, he breathed harshly trying to get as much air in his lungs as he could, slowly he grasped for a wall, slamming his back hard into it, he hunched himself over and threw himself into a coughing fit, feeling a warm sticky sensation in the back of his throat he placed a hand over his mouth, he shook his head in response to Francis. Just as his lungs tried to choke him and his throat threatened to close he was hit with a wobbly feeling in his knee's, it felt like death had his hand around his throat and was squeezing as hard as he could. He closed his eyes as he was hit with another dizzy spell, and he swore in the he felt like he was going to die, when he felt that he could no longer breathe it just... Vanished... Like it had never happened. His stomach still ached and he coughed heavily as he had gasped for air. He looked up at the French man with the eyes of a scared child, "W-Wha... W-What just h-h-happened?" He whispered as he slid down till his knee's where to his chest and he was seated on the floor his hands reaching up over to cover his head, tears threatening to fall from his eyes, "D-Do you think... T-This is w-what... " He trailed off as he coughed, "L-Loosing y-your nation f-feels like..." He choked out. He was never weak like this, but the what happened had brought him closer to death then he had ever felt.
England was jolted by sound of slamming upstairs, Canada had already fallen asleep on the couch with England stroking his hair and apologizing quietly. He leapt to his feet and almost tripping over his own feet he bolted up the stairs, "What the bloody hell is going on here!" He said as he looked down into the open hallway to spot the America huddled in a small ball, "What happened to him?" He questioned as he walked slowly towards the other.
Sealand awoke at the sound of voices, he looked over towards Canada and noticing England had gone he panicked. Not enough to wake Canada but enough to arm himself with the gun on the end table, even though he had no idea how it worked even though he had grown up around guns, all he knew was if someone else was in the house he needed a way to defend himself. He tried to his best to make his way up the stairs silently, as he go to the top of the stairs, gun still firmly by his side he spotted the others, "W-What happened!?" He asked, shaky voice filled with fear as he dropped the gun.
Italy nodded and smiled as he listened, "Okay Germany. I got it! I'll try to find the stuff that's expiring one and I'll try not to leave anything left over." He said with a smile as he walked off towards the kitchen with a smile on his face, he was happy but he was scared, not for them, but for Romano, Spain and everyone else he knew. It was horrifying to see that they had to board up the windows, that alone scared him. But he was going to try to stay as positive as possible
I'm just so damaged,
I hold my breath
Not even the truth can unravel me,
freeze
Breakable,
unbreakable,
shakable,
unshakable
When I found you, it shook me
Don't forget me,
don't forget me,
don't forget me,
don't forget me,
Remember who I am
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