Bottle of Pain: Chapter 2

Chapter 2:

A/n: Hello peoples whoever is reading this. First I would like to say thank you to the people who took their time to review on this story. Especially to the first three reviews who posted on the day this story was posted, and they are from order from One to Three Windup-Charmer, bite.that.cookie, and Fujoshi Anonim. Second for some weird reason there was a song in my head when I was writing/ typing the first chapter, and that song was called Soldier Side by System of a Down. This chapter song is Take Me Away by Globus. Hopefully if I do have another chapter I will put the link for it and that that they would both be AMV’s of Hetalia. Third, and this is kinda late; I would also like to thank DarlingDaughterJam(she has a fanfic account with this name), and CoinBlue (not sure if she does have a fanfic account but she does have a DA account with this name minus the caps of C and B) for inspiring me to go on with the story as well as helping me when my page got bleach and had to rewrite this chapter and of having a writer’s block when I couldn’t think of what to do on a part of a story where the bleach made it worse for me to remember. Thanks for RPing with me. And fourth, I am sooooooooooooooo sorry that I cannot update fast with this story many reasons why my main reason is that it’s pretty hard to get internet access and also I am a slow writer, plus when writing Ch. 2 the note book got bleached and I had to rewrite the whole chapter with what I could and some parts were unreadable and I had a writer’s block. Now I really need to shut up at this point, so. . .

 Would you like to do the credit Jam.

Jam: YEAH!!! Shacra unfortunately does not own Hetalia V_V .(dramatic spotlight shines over Jam)

Blue: Bu-but I wanted to do the credit. Oh well at least I got the last cupcake.

Jam: WHAT?!?!?! I want the cupcake (starts chasing Blue around for the cupcake)

Blue: Noooo

Shacra: Ehh. . . Anyhow . . . On with the story!!!

Chapter 2

My eyes open to bright light. Too bright. Way too bright. Closing them I felt much better, but now white dots are all over the place. Great.

“Doctor!” a women’s voice shrieked out of nowhere. Sound of footsteps running could be heard. “Doctor Watson! The patient has awakened! The 317 patient has finally awakened!”

“Oh okay that nice nurse Suzie. . .”, something clattered the floor. “Wait a minute. Which room number did you say?”, the male voice being the supposed doctor asked to the nurse.

“Room 317.”

Well I at least know where the hell am I. Trying to sit up at least; I end up getting a damm headache when I finally manage to get into a sitting position. Deciding to also open my eyes again but with at least a bit prepare for the light. I covered my eyes with one of my hands and opened them again, slowly. The room was still bright but now I can now see the surroundings now.

The walls were painted light blue, while the ceiling is white. I noticed that there’s tubes connected to me. That right there started to make me wonder why I am in the hospital.

Memories flooded into my mind of my past and of the updates with the southern part of Italy’s histories, which makes my headache worse.

“Hello Mr. Vargas,” replied the male voice “Can you hear me sir?”

Fully awake but still wanting to close my eyes I look up to see a brunette, blue eyed man and a blond with grey eyes. They were wearing some kind of uniform that points off something but I’m not sure what it was exactly. Squinting a bit, I nodded my head to the question.

“Well thank goodness, we were getting worried that you’ll never wake up. It’s been what? Nearly sixty-six years now.” The supposed nurse Suzie said.

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Wait a minute.

Did she?.?.?.

Just?

Say?

That I was asleep?

For nearly sixty-six years?

. . . . .

Oh. Shit.

The doctor is looking at me oddly now. While the ‘Nurse Suzie’ leaves the room and starts pushing a cart out of nowhere. The cart starts making sounds.

“Squeak, squeak” goes the cart.

The more the sound is made the more it’s making my already huge headache worse. Much worse.

To try to get the sound out of my head, I grabbed the pillow from behind and am now pretty much suffocating myself so that I can drown the sound of the ‘squeaks’.

“Are you okay Mr. Vargas?” said the supposed ‘Doctor’ Watson.

My throat hurts from the years of not talking when I am muffled, “ No I am not fuckin’ okay. There’s a fuckin’ cart annoying the crap out of me. And it’s giving me a fuckin’ worse headache.

‘Doctor’ Watson blinks and says “Here. Take this it’ll make you feel much better.” He hand me the pills and a glass of water.

So I took the pills and dranked the glass of water. Darkness started to appear and a crash sound was in the background, and the darkness took me once again.

Antonio's POV

Every day for nearly the past sixty-six years I have been visiting Romanito at the hospital since that day. . . I usually visit for an hour or two then leave to do my things. Unless it’s the holiday then I would stay there for 5 hours. On some days however I cannot make it to Romano because of the world meetings, and on those days I am away my thoughts are of Romano wondering if Romano would wake up while I am gone and unable to see him.

Today was like any ordinary day. Well minus the fact that I have got back from the world meeting in Italy last night. As I was leaving my house to go to the hospital with a fresh, juicy, ripe tomato from my garden and a rose, the phone rings.

Should I answer  the phone?

I might as well answer the phone in case it’s the boss.

But when I looked at the caller I.D. it read that it was from a hospital. More specifically, the hospital where Romano is at.

I quickly answered the phone, begging for some good news about Romano.

“Hello?”

“Is this Mr. Antonio Carriedo?”

“Yes.”

“Hi Antonio! It’s Suzie.”

“Oh, yes. Hi Suzie. I didn’t recognize your voice at all. How are you?”

“I’m good. I’m actually pretty excited right now,” I can tell that she’s pushing a cart because of the squeaking sounds. “Are you by any chance coming over today?” Her voice is full of spark when she asked me that. I’ll take that as a good sign.

“Yes, actually I was on my way when you just called.”

“Good, because I got news for ya’. Can ya’ guess?”

My spirit is high in the clouds with hope that Romano is awake that I just had to ask.

“Is it Romano?”

“Bingo.”, there’s a crash in the background and somebody saying something unpleasant to Suzie. “Sorry hunny didn’t mean to startle ya’.”

I tilted my head a bit from the phone as I gave her sometime from the sound of the crash. Well at least she’s not driving a car or I would be franticly blaming myself from the crash.

“Well I’m not gonna ruin the surprise for ya’. When you get to the hospital look for me. I’ll explain from there.”

“Gracias Suzie.”

“Ya’ welcome. Look Antonio I’m gotta let you go. Uhmm. . . How can I put this?”

“It’s okay Suzie. See you soon. Adios.”

“K, bye.”

I hung up the phone grabbed my car keys went to the car and started to drive to the hospital.

To Be Continue . . .

A/N 2: I’m so sorry if the characters are a bit OOC, but please review. I do accept flames it’ll help my write better. Remember reviews are good for the souls~. ^~^. Ciao for now.