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Switzerland x Depressed!Reader: Sun in the Rain (Chapter 3)
Weeks passed and Vash continued to visit and watch over the comatose girl, sleeping on the bed. She still looked as fragile the day she was brought in. Vash refused to allow his sister to tag along to visit her with him. He didn't want to let her see the poor the girl's state, so he sat alone by the girl's bedside waiting for her to awaken.
“If only you knew how much I regret what happened.”
A gentle breeze rustled the plain hospital curtains and allowed a breath of fresh air to enter the solemn room where the poor man and girl were. It was as if was trying to reassure the man that everything would be alright.
'But what would the wind know? It's just air that's being pushed around by the rotation and forces of the Earth.'
Little did Vash know, as he sat there in his pitiful hospital chair wallowing over what happened and what the future may hold, the girl was going through a hell of her own, struggling to break through the surface of the awake.
~*~*~*~*
I could hear my own hurried footsteps smattering against the asphalt as I continued to run from the horrors that were chasing me. I had scraped my knees and elbows, and my body was littered by smaller cuts from running through parks and bushed areas, but that didn’t stop me me nor halt my pace. All that mattered was getting to my destination and away from them. I needed to get there first, they couldn’t be allowed to get there before me. They just couldn’t!
Storm was in the air and the atmosphere was dense. It would probably start raining and thundering any minute, and the sky would be lit up by lightning, but at the moment I couldn’t care less. Even if it started storming while I was still out here, I would continue to run.
No one except me was out, and for that I was grateful. If I had been forced to weave my way through crowds I would have be even more stressed than I already was, I guess I could thank the weather for that.
Suddenly I lost my footing and I fell to the ground. I winced as my already worn body came into contact with the harsh ground which hadn’t been maintained for a couple of years. Feeling something wet trail down my legs, arms and cheek I silently cursed under my breath, before picking myself off the ground. Ignoring the new wounds, I continued to run. I couldn’t stop now. I need to make sure they’re safe! They shouldn’t have to be forced to go down because of my own stupidity!
My breathing was starting to get labored and I again cursed at myself, this time for being so under-trained.
'Dammit...! It’s only a little further! Come on, body! Move!!'
Forcing that last bit of strength up to the surface I pushed my exhausted body to speeding up just a bit to sprint that last bit of the way, clinging to the hope I was not too late. But this was reality, and fate was never so kind to let your hopes come true, and I was in for a rude awakening.
My sprint came to a halt at the scene that played out in front of me. in shock my eyes widened and my mind went blank. My knees felt weak and I just wanted to fall to the ground, but somewhere in my shocked mind I knew I couldn’t.
In front of my stood my house, my home, in flames and ready to fall, with my family still inside. the roof was completely gone and freely letting the fire obtain all of the oxygen it could possibly need, and many of the windows had either melted or been blown to bits from the force when the fire broke out. The door was barely hanging on its hinges and would probably fall at any moment.
If only I hadn’t been so weak-minded this wouldn’t have happened.
Then I heard a scream that forced me back to my senses. That scream. I knew that scream. It was my brother! They were still alive in there! I quickly acted and without thinking I burst through the almost disintegrated door and into the raging flames.
“Brother! Mother! Father! Where are you?! I’m here!” I shouted on the top of my lungs, inhaling smoke in the process. I started coughing, but didn’t let that stop me. 'I will not let them die here!'
“Sister...! [Name]!”
Finally, I managed to locate him, but him only. He was barely avoiding being crushed underneath what used to be his favorite recliner, and beside him lied our parents, both crushed underneath a burning beam that had most likely fallen from the ceiling. They still had their hair, which meant the fire must’ve exploded not too long ago, and had probably been caused by explosives and lots of gasoline, but their faces were ones of agony.
I felt my heartstrings being tugged and pulled at violently in guilt. Their deaths hadn’t been instant… They had felt themselves burn, they had felt their bones crack and their minds and heart give in. I felt like crying, but I would have time for that later. Now, my only living relative was priority. I needed to get my brother out of here. So, I turned my attention back to his scared form and held out my hand to him.
“Come. Take my hand! I’ll get you out of here!”
For a short moment I saw relief and hope replace the fear in his eyes, but it was short lived and soon there was anger instead in those light blue eyes of his.
“What are you doing here, sis?!”
Shocked, I was barely able to muster a reply. “W-what? W-what do you mean, brother?”
“I mean, why are you here?! You’re going to die! Leave!! Get out of here while you still can!!”
“I’m not leaving without you.” I wheezed out before a coughing fit took over.
“Just leave me, sis. A bar fell on me earlier and my feet are useless. Just get out of here and leave me behind!”
“How can you expect me to do that?!” I shouted with tears flowing my eyes. “How can you expect me to leave you behind?!”
My tears fell freely from my dry eyes at the thought of leaving my precious brother for dead. All this was my fault. I couldn’t save our parents, but at least I could save my brother! Sure he would probably be confined to a wheelchair for a while or foe his life, but at least he’d be alive. And now he asks me to abandon him?! How could I do that?!
Shaking my head as I sobbed I refused. “No! I can’t leave you! So What if you’ve hurt your legs? You’re still alive! You can still live! I failed mother and father, but I’m not failing you!”
My brother looked at me with sympathy in his eyes and it hurt to see him this way. To see him so content with death. It shouldn’t have to be like this! Older siblings shouldn’t out-live their younger siblings. This wasn’t right!
He reached out for my hand and took it, I grasped it as fast as I could and tried pulling him out of the small space he was in, but something held him back.
'... No...'
Managing to crane my neck to look behind him I saw his feet completely crushed underneath a large pole. When he said his feet were useless because a bar fell on him earlier, he meant that it crushed his legs and kept him trapped to his spot…
Hopelessness started seeping into me, but that only made me even more desperate to get him out. I was panicking and not thinking straight. The only thing I knew was that I needed to get my brother out, even if it killed me. I started pulling and tugging in my poor brother’s arm with all my might, desperately trying to get him out, then suddenly I felt a hand on my blazing hot and sweaty cheek. I opened my eyes and saw him looking at me with a smile gracing his lips as he gazed into my bleary and tear filled [e/c] eyes.
“It’s alright, [Name]. You can let go.” he gently said in a soothing voice. “I know I’m going to die here, but you have a chance at living. Take it, I want you to. I need you to live on for me.”
He gave me a toothy smile despite his pain and our situation. My lips trembled as I tried to think of something to say. Something to keep him going, something to give him his hope back. Something...! Just something...! I needed him to live!
“You’ve always been there for me, always so strong, my dearest sister. If it hadn’t been for you, I wouldn’t even have made it this far. You’ve always been my pillar, and that’s why I need you to get out of here and save yourself. We’ll always be with you. Now please... JustGO!!”
He pulled his hands away from me and pushed me away, and the moment we separated another bar fell down between us like a giant wall severing what little of our bond that remained. My breathing became shallower and shallower by the second. And with one last loud cry I screamed out my brother’s name.
“Go, sister! I will never forgive you if you die here!”
And with that I started running out of the burning building that once was my home, with a heart heavy with guilt and sorrow. I dodged falling debris and burning furniture as I ran for the exit, and once I was out I took a deep breath of the cool air. The chill filled and relieved my lungs, but it hurt... My throat burned at the difference and from all the smoke I had inhaled.
A loud crash was heard behind me and I turned to look, only to see the remainders of the building come crashing down, completely burying what remained of my family and all of our memories that we had shared in that house.
Even more tears trailed down my already tear soaked cheeks as I witnessed the last of my previous life become ruins. With my house and family completely gone I felt like my soul had been ripped right out of my body, and I no longer felt anything. I was completely empty, and the light that always used to be in my eyes completely vanished.
'I want to die...'
~*~*~*~*
The heart monitor suddenly took note of a leap in the girl's heartbeat, making Vash look up from his spot on the chair by the bedside. There was another leap in her heartbeat and from there it only grew stronger and faster, making Vash's hope grow in sync with her ever growing heartbeat. He reached for nurse call button and pressed it.
When he sat back he was the first to witness the miracle he had been praying for, finally come true, which made his heart make a leap of its own, in both relief and joy. The girl stirred before opening her eyes a crack. Her gaze shifted across the room in confusion as she took in her surroundings. And for the first time Vash was honored to for the first time ever since the accident, finally hear her voice.
“... W-where.... am... I...?”
“If only you knew how much I regret what happened.”
A gentle breeze rustled the plain hospital curtains and allowed a breath of fresh air to enter the solemn room where the poor man and girl were. It was as if was trying to reassure the man that everything would be alright.
'But what would the wind know? It's just air that's being pushed around by the rotation and forces of the Earth.'
Little did Vash know, as he sat there in his pitiful hospital chair wallowing over what happened and what the future may hold, the girl was going through a hell of her own, struggling to break through the surface of the awake.
~*~*~*~*
I could hear my own hurried footsteps smattering against the asphalt as I continued to run from the horrors that were chasing me. I had scraped my knees and elbows, and my body was littered by smaller cuts from running through parks and bushed areas, but that didn’t stop me me nor halt my pace. All that mattered was getting to my destination and away from them. I needed to get there first, they couldn’t be allowed to get there before me. They just couldn’t!
Storm was in the air and the atmosphere was dense. It would probably start raining and thundering any minute, and the sky would be lit up by lightning, but at the moment I couldn’t care less. Even if it started storming while I was still out here, I would continue to run.
No one except me was out, and for that I was grateful. If I had been forced to weave my way through crowds I would have be even more stressed than I already was, I guess I could thank the weather for that.
Suddenly I lost my footing and I fell to the ground. I winced as my already worn body came into contact with the harsh ground which hadn’t been maintained for a couple of years. Feeling something wet trail down my legs, arms and cheek I silently cursed under my breath, before picking myself off the ground. Ignoring the new wounds, I continued to run. I couldn’t stop now. I need to make sure they’re safe! They shouldn’t have to be forced to go down because of my own stupidity!
My breathing was starting to get labored and I again cursed at myself, this time for being so under-trained.
'Dammit...! It’s only a little further! Come on, body! Move!!'
Forcing that last bit of strength up to the surface I pushed my exhausted body to speeding up just a bit to sprint that last bit of the way, clinging to the hope I was not too late. But this was reality, and fate was never so kind to let your hopes come true, and I was in for a rude awakening.
My sprint came to a halt at the scene that played out in front of me. in shock my eyes widened and my mind went blank. My knees felt weak and I just wanted to fall to the ground, but somewhere in my shocked mind I knew I couldn’t.
In front of my stood my house, my home, in flames and ready to fall, with my family still inside. the roof was completely gone and freely letting the fire obtain all of the oxygen it could possibly need, and many of the windows had either melted or been blown to bits from the force when the fire broke out. The door was barely hanging on its hinges and would probably fall at any moment.
If only I hadn’t been so weak-minded this wouldn’t have happened.
Then I heard a scream that forced me back to my senses. That scream. I knew that scream. It was my brother! They were still alive in there! I quickly acted and without thinking I burst through the almost disintegrated door and into the raging flames.
“Brother! Mother! Father! Where are you?! I’m here!” I shouted on the top of my lungs, inhaling smoke in the process. I started coughing, but didn’t let that stop me. 'I will not let them die here!'
“Sister...! [Name]!”
Finally, I managed to locate him, but him only. He was barely avoiding being crushed underneath what used to be his favorite recliner, and beside him lied our parents, both crushed underneath a burning beam that had most likely fallen from the ceiling. They still had their hair, which meant the fire must’ve exploded not too long ago, and had probably been caused by explosives and lots of gasoline, but their faces were ones of agony.
I felt my heartstrings being tugged and pulled at violently in guilt. Their deaths hadn’t been instant… They had felt themselves burn, they had felt their bones crack and their minds and heart give in. I felt like crying, but I would have time for that later. Now, my only living relative was priority. I needed to get my brother out of here. So, I turned my attention back to his scared form and held out my hand to him.
“Come. Take my hand! I’ll get you out of here!”
For a short moment I saw relief and hope replace the fear in his eyes, but it was short lived and soon there was anger instead in those light blue eyes of his.
“What are you doing here, sis?!”
Shocked, I was barely able to muster a reply. “W-what? W-what do you mean, brother?”
“I mean, why are you here?! You’re going to die! Leave!! Get out of here while you still can!!”
“I’m not leaving without you.” I wheezed out before a coughing fit took over.
“Just leave me, sis. A bar fell on me earlier and my feet are useless. Just get out of here and leave me behind!”
“How can you expect me to do that?!” I shouted with tears flowing my eyes. “How can you expect me to leave you behind?!”
My tears fell freely from my dry eyes at the thought of leaving my precious brother for dead. All this was my fault. I couldn’t save our parents, but at least I could save my brother! Sure he would probably be confined to a wheelchair for a while or foe his life, but at least he’d be alive. And now he asks me to abandon him?! How could I do that?!
Shaking my head as I sobbed I refused. “No! I can’t leave you! So What if you’ve hurt your legs? You’re still alive! You can still live! I failed mother and father, but I’m not failing you!”
My brother looked at me with sympathy in his eyes and it hurt to see him this way. To see him so content with death. It shouldn’t have to be like this! Older siblings shouldn’t out-live their younger siblings. This wasn’t right!
He reached out for my hand and took it, I grasped it as fast as I could and tried pulling him out of the small space he was in, but something held him back.
'... No...'
Managing to crane my neck to look behind him I saw his feet completely crushed underneath a large pole. When he said his feet were useless because a bar fell on him earlier, he meant that it crushed his legs and kept him trapped to his spot…
Hopelessness started seeping into me, but that only made me even more desperate to get him out. I was panicking and not thinking straight. The only thing I knew was that I needed to get my brother out, even if it killed me. I started pulling and tugging in my poor brother’s arm with all my might, desperately trying to get him out, then suddenly I felt a hand on my blazing hot and sweaty cheek. I opened my eyes and saw him looking at me with a smile gracing his lips as he gazed into my bleary and tear filled [e/c] eyes.
“It’s alright, [Name]. You can let go.” he gently said in a soothing voice. “I know I’m going to die here, but you have a chance at living. Take it, I want you to. I need you to live on for me.”
He gave me a toothy smile despite his pain and our situation. My lips trembled as I tried to think of something to say. Something to keep him going, something to give him his hope back. Something...! Just something...! I needed him to live!
“You’ve always been there for me, always so strong, my dearest sister. If it hadn’t been for you, I wouldn’t even have made it this far. You’ve always been my pillar, and that’s why I need you to get out of here and save yourself. We’ll always be with you. Now please... JustGO!!”
He pulled his hands away from me and pushed me away, and the moment we separated another bar fell down between us like a giant wall severing what little of our bond that remained. My breathing became shallower and shallower by the second. And with one last loud cry I screamed out my brother’s name.
“Go, sister! I will never forgive you if you die here!”
And with that I started running out of the burning building that once was my home, with a heart heavy with guilt and sorrow. I dodged falling debris and burning furniture as I ran for the exit, and once I was out I took a deep breath of the cool air. The chill filled and relieved my lungs, but it hurt... My throat burned at the difference and from all the smoke I had inhaled.
A loud crash was heard behind me and I turned to look, only to see the remainders of the building come crashing down, completely burying what remained of my family and all of our memories that we had shared in that house.
Even more tears trailed down my already tear soaked cheeks as I witnessed the last of my previous life become ruins. With my house and family completely gone I felt like my soul had been ripped right out of my body, and I no longer felt anything. I was completely empty, and the light that always used to be in my eyes completely vanished.
'I want to die...'
~*~*~*~*
The heart monitor suddenly took note of a leap in the girl's heartbeat, making Vash look up from his spot on the chair by the bedside. There was another leap in her heartbeat and from there it only grew stronger and faster, making Vash's hope grow in sync with her ever growing heartbeat. He reached for nurse call button and pressed it.
When he sat back he was the first to witness the miracle he had been praying for, finally come true, which made his heart make a leap of its own, in both relief and joy. The girl stirred before opening her eyes a crack. Her gaze shifted across the room in confusion as she took in her surroundings. And for the first time Vash was honored to for the first time ever since the accident, finally hear her voice.
“... W-where.... am... I...?”
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I'm so sorry for the long wait for this chapter to come out, and I'm also sorry it's so short, I just didn't get this idea splurge until now, and then I just kept writing and writing until I couldn't think of anything more. And this is what I ended up with.
Disclaimer:
I don't own Hetalia,
I don't own you,
But I do own the story.
Disclaimer:
I don't own Hetalia,
I don't own you,
But I do own the story.