Attempted suicide
Boy x boy
RusAme
Angst
Fluff

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America's POV

I love the ocean and everything about it. The animal's that where made to be under the light blue water swimming so freely. The white foam making a sizzling sound as it came on a shore or as it hit a pillar.

It was calming, a place of life, mysteries, creature's, and the reason why I came here. The place that can cause death if you hit the water to hard or to drown if you get swept under the light blue waves and can't get back out.

I was sitting on top of a very high bridge feeling the cool air hit my face and listening to the sizzle of the water as it hit the pillars below. This is my favorite spot to be and I wanted to see it one last time.

I have everything at my finger tips and yet I feel like shit. I have popularity, friends, good grades, amazing family, money, and so much more but having all of that comes with a price. A price that I can't mentally handle.

The United States of America can't handle a few words that come out of people's mouths. The United States of America can't handle death. The United States of America can't handle the fact he has to be a representation in the future. I would trade anything to not be so successful so I wouldn't have to have the consequences.

The United States of America can't handle simple consequences.

I would cry every night because of my twin brothers death, something that happened years ago. I would go home and cry about words that are said to me. So what is a better way to escape it then death.

I started to cry, I don't want to hear it anymore. Everybody asks me if I'm okay and I say I'm okay but when I have the gut's to say something I get called a attention seeker. Nobody will understand me except for the waves below me.

I stood up on the other side of the concrete railing. I kept reminding myself that no one would care so I would actually go through with it. I wanted the consequences of what I have to be over.

I wasn't paying any attention to what was around me as I was getting ready to jump. Before I could jump off the bridge to end it all I felt a pair of arms wrap around me and push me back against the concrete railing.

"Get off of me!" I yelled at the person who had stopped me. I started to try and get my arms out of their grip. "Can you not, I'm trying to save you from yourself." I stopped trying to get out of their grip after I heard their voice. It was pretty deep and this person had a very thick accent.

"You know this is pretty dumb right, I do really stupid shit and I wouldn't even do this." I started to frown. "Your not helping." I can feel as this person just shrugged. "Well I never said I was the best at comforting people, that's something I'm willing to be last in." Is this person serious right now.

"Can you let me go so I can get away from you and life because the both of you are pissing me off." I heard as they hummed. "Nooo I don't think so and I think I'm stronger than you so if you tried to leave then you won't get far." I heard as he chuckled and let out a sigh. "Your so full of yourself." "ding ding ding congrats on being the millionth person to say that." The person started to clap the best they can while holding me.

I looked down at their arms. They where probably wearing a baggy black sweeter because of the sleeves. They also had on black fingerless gloves that had spikes on the wrist part and a few chains coming from them. I can hear the chains rattling as they clapped. After a while they stopped clapping and let out a sigh.

Then they grabbed my chin and forced me to look at them. My eyes went wide by the sudden movement and I was met with this persons face very close to mine. I could identify that this person is a he if that wasn't obvious before. He had long, curly, dark brown hair and bangs that covered his forehead. He also had hazel eyes and a bit of stubble on his face. Then the most noticeable thing was the weird hat he had on, it was brown with a red star in the center. "What's your name doll?" my face became hot and a frown formed on my face. "Don't call me that!" I looked away from him. "I can call you whatever I want, I saved you're ass remember that darling."

I started to blush more after he called me darling. I mean he is really hot and my bisexual ass likes hot men. "Don't call me that!" I looked back at him after a second. "well doll you have to tell me your name first then I would consider it." he started to smile at me showing off his teeth, some of them where very sharp. How do you not start bleeding everywhere when you accidentally bit your tongue when eating.

I hesitated for a second, weighing out my opinions. "Are you sure you won't hunt me down and kill me in my sleep?" I then saw as he rolled his eyes. "Your just as dramatic as my brother and I was out here to escape that." he then chuckled. "But I wouldn't mind the dramaticness coming from you doll."

"Can you stop that." he then put on a fake sad face. "Awww but I thought that the hotty liked me flirting with them." he changed his voice to be a very dramatic sad voice. "Can you tell me your name now, I'm getting impatient and I have more things to do with my precious time." and their he goes, back to being a bratty bitch. "And here we are, you being a bratty bitch." I said feeling a bit more powerful but then that was crushed from his next comment.

"Well I'm your bratty bitch, right doll." then I felt as me face became hot. "I mean I don't hate being a bottom and having a dick up my ass especially if it's from you so tell me doll, what's your name so when I do get it I can moan out your name." Then I started to go on a full blown bisexual panic. "America" that's all I really could say.

"So that got you to say it huh that's kinda gay if you ask me." then my eyes went wide for the millionth time. "What, no, I'm not gay i'm bi there's a difference!" "I know there's a difference, I have a bi sister, a pansexual brother, and a asexual brother which was surprising coming from my family. We are just a hole bunch of hoes that live in a house minus my brother." he then started to laugh. "you can't forget about my parents. My мать has only ever loved my папа so we love to joke around that he's Sovietsexual and my папа is also pansexual their both hoes so I know exactly where I got this from." he looked down at the water.

"By the way my папа's name is Soviet that's why it's called Sovietsexual." I smiled slightly. "You seem to like to talk about your family." then I saw a smile make it's way into his face. "Even though their all very annoying I still love them." I then also looked down at the water.

"Can I go onto the other side of the railing now." his face became one of realization as he pulled me up over the concrete railing. As I was over the railing the person didn't let go of me. "You can let go now." he just looked down at me. "Yeah no, i'm not taking a chance of you taking a swan dive of the bridge." I just rolled my eyes and started to walk.

"So what's your name?" I asked looking up at this mysterious person. "well my name is daddy to you." my face started to go red again for the millionth time today. "No what's your name name not what I'm supposed to call you apparently." he just rolled his eyes. "Your no fun." "well a lot of people think I am so your out numbered." The person went quiet so I looked up at him.

"The names Russia and I'm now going to take you home." He said looking drown at me. I just rolled my eyes and kept walking the way to my house. "Your weird Russia." "I know, also can I get your number." I stopped and grabbed a pen out of my pocket and scribbled my number on his hand. "There you go, are you happy now?" Russia just nodded his head and started to walk. "My house isn't that way!" "oh yeah oops." I started to walk in the direction of my house as Russia catched up to me.

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I know I said that there won't be a lot of attempted suicide but this is the last time in a while. Also when I was writing this I totally wasn't simping for Russia because I'm a Russia simp. Also that bottom Soviet is coming and it will be fluff instead of the angst I write all the time also maybe smut depends on what I'm feeling.

Well I hope that you enjoyed this oneshot and I hope you have a good day/morning/night or whatever time you are reading this.

Word count 1,660

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