RussiaxReader Two Broken Hearts- 1

You were at Ivans house and it was a cold winters day in Russia. Your best friend Ivan was the personification of Russia while you represented a country far in the tropics. Although you two seemed like total opposites, it was impossible to separate you from the day you first met. Russia had taken you under his wing soon as he saw you, despite being a tropical country. He loved you dearly and would never do anything to hurt you or make you cry. Well that's what you thought until today...

You were in the garden, the cold wind blew around the green house Ivan had got you. It was filled with sunflowers which you had planted for Ivan, knowing it was his favorite flower. You bent down and placed the new seeds into the slots in the dirt. You covered them in soil and watered the seeds, followed by the saplings and other flowers. Although outside was freezing cold and snowing heavily, inside was just like your original home. Hot and muggy. You brushed the dirt off your hands and legs then stared at your work. You smiled out how bright the room was and how Ivan would love it. You have secretly loved Ivan for a long time but couldn't bring yourself around to telling him, thinking it would ruin your already great friendship.

You stared to put on your long grey jacket but froze, 'Is that screaming inside?'. As curiosity toke control, you stumbled through the strong winds and to the back door of Ivans giant house. As you got closer to the house, the muffled shouting and things breaking got louder and clearer. Tucking your (h/l) (h/c) hair behind your ear, you snuck inside the traditional styled house. You creeped closer to the direction of the noise and seeing an very angry Ivan shouting into... thin air? No, as you came a bit closer you saw broken vases and picture frames cover the wooden floor with Belarus stuck in the corner. Ivan hadn't herd you enter the room while he was occupied at yelling at his sister. But although much to your disliking Belarus refused to pass that knowledge and smiled at you evilly. What was see going to do!

"I didn't do it big brother. That selfish girl did"

Belarus pointed towards you with innocent eyes. Ivan turned around sharply, his purple eyes piercing into your delicate (e/c) ones. He was obviously enraged and you thought what had Belarus had gotten you into. By seeing your he only seemed to get angrier, "How could you _______! You know this is your favorite scarf and it means a lot to me!"

He stormed towards you fists so tightly clenched you could swear they were going to burst. You started to step back as he came closer, trying to find your voice but you were so scared that you could only studder.

 "I-Ivan... I-I don't k-know what your t-talking about-"

"DON'T MUCK AROUND WITH ME ______! Why did you destroy my scarf! WHY!"
 
He quickly whipped out the torn, dirty scarf out so you could see. The same scarf he had worn since you could remember. Tears pooled in your eyes and escaped, running down the frame of your face like a small stream.

"Ivan, I would never do that to you. Please believe me."

He looked down on you, face full of pain and anger.

"_____, I know you did this but I don't know why. Why? Why did you do it?"

"Ivan..."

You step forward to try and hug him but all he does in return is pushes you over. As you impacted harshly with the floor, a shard of glass cuts you right above your left eye. The warm blood trickles down your hot, wet face. Mixing with the tears that had clung to your bright red cheeks.

"Brother, why don't you chuck thus stupid girl out of the house so we can finally be alone in peace"

Ivan nodded to his sister who smirked and evil grin at you as he kissed her fore head tenderly. He than looked at you with a discussed look on his face. Eyes filled with anger, sadness and disappointment. At that point your faced must of palled ten times whiter than a ghost.

Without braking a sweat he roughly picked you up and threw you over his shoulder roughly landing on his hard shoulder. Leaving numerous bruises for sure on your ribs. You begged to him, tears still running down you face carrying the blood with it and landing on the floor.

"Believe me Ivan! Why would I do something like that to you!"

"I don't know, I was hoping you could tell me. You cold, heartless girl"

And with that he kicked open the front door almost braking it to bits and chucked you out into the ice cold snow.

Belarus walked over to you and punched you right in the face and picked your head up using your hair so she was able to whisper into your ear.

"Don't even try to tell Ivan that I did it. Otherwise I will kill you myself"

"How could you hurt Ivan like that!" you spat back at her

She just smiled and walked to Ivan kissing him on the lips. Your heart broke as he kissed her back and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"_____. If you really loved me then you should of been more like Belarus, maybe then I could of loved you"

With that he turned around still holding Belarus and walked inside slamming the door, leaving you outside in the cold wind.