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New way of telling Amelia and Alice's thoughts apart.
=Alice's thoughts=
+Amelia's thoughts+
I don't own Hetalia/Nyotalia. u_u
+Where Madness Grows+
=Chapter 3=
=Amelia?=
"..."
=Amelia, please.=
"..."
=It's okay; I understand if you don't wish to speak. I-I just... I'M SO SORRY! I had no idea they'd shock like that, and only for yelling! And every time you'd scream in pain, they shocked you more!=
"..."
Amelia lay on her bed in her room. She was lucky enough to have her own room. Most "patients" had to share a room with about ten other girls! Amelia had earned this room since she behaved so well.
The doctors almost took her room away. However, Amelia had begged and pleaded and promised she'd behave. She had only one more chance, which she would not let go to waste.
+Alice?+
=Oh! Amelia! Thank heavens you're speaking to me again! I-=
+Alice, would you please just SHUT UP?+
=Oh...=
+Why won't you just leave me alone?!+ Amelia was shrieking now. +I'm sick and tired of hearing other people's voices in my head!+
Amelia's eyes welled up with tear. She whispered, "I'm not crazy."
There was a knock at the door.
But the blonde ignored it, saying nothing. She rolled onto her stomach and moved so that her face hung over the bed. She looked down, noting every tear that hit the floor. Taking a deep breath she asked, "Who is it?"
"Amelia? Can I come in?" Amelia froze when she heard the Russian accent. It was a familiar sound that she used to wish would always stay with her. "It's cold out here."
"I-I don't have a key, Ivan." Amelia said. She quickly dried her tears. Ivan couldn't know she had been crying.
Alice shrieked. =IVAN?!=
+Shut up, Alice.+ Amelia sat up. "Ivan, what are you doing here? How did you get out your room?"
"I found a piece of metal that bended very well." Ivan replied. "No one knows I'm not in my room."
Amelia bit her lip. If he was found out, he'd be in serious trouble. And, if he was found in her room, they'd both be in even more trouble. "Ivan-"
"Please, Amelia. Let me in. I need to talk to you. And do not say you do not have anything to open the door with, I know have something. You are a smart girl." Ivan said.
Amelia sighed and slid down to the floor. "Ivan.."
"Please? It will be quick. I promise that, Moя пpинцecca."
+My princess...+ Amelia thought. She blushed at that old nickname. Amelia stood up and walked over to the door. She took a pin out of her hair and undid the lock. Ivan smiled and walked right in. He looked around, seeing what all she had in her room.
The cement floor was painted a dark green. The ceiling was pointed like the night sky, with small light bulbs acting as stars. The walls were painted so that the top looked like the evening sky. It blended into the other colours of the sky at different times until it looked like night again at the bottom. On the wall near Amelia's bed there was a lamp that held a single candle inside.
Amelia's bed itself was fairly nice looking. There was a stuffed animal on her bed which Ivan could only guess was supposed to be a bald eagle.
Ivan turned to look at Amelia. Her head was down and looking at her feet. "Your room looks nice."
The girl only shrugged. This was another privilege of being good and cooperating. Getting your room decorated and nice looking like this.
=Amelia, get rid of him right now! He's only going to get you into trouble!=
+No. I don't want to get rid of him. I want to hear what he has to say.+
Alice groaned, but said nothing more.
Amelia was snapped back to reality when she felt a hand tilt her face up. She saw a concerned look in Ivan's purple eyes. Amelia just burst into tears again. Ivan immediately hugged her close, not caring that his coat was going to get ruined by her tears.
"I really am crazy, aren't I?" She whispered.
Ivan shook his head. "Нет, you're perfect."
"I hear them still. They're still here."
"A product of fear, a way of coping, whatever it is. But you're not insane. You never heard them until we came here." Ivan stroked Amelia's hair.
"Do you think they'll ever let us out?" Amelia found herself asking. It was a question that no one ever discussed, however, it was asked often. She pulled away from Ivan.
Ivan looked down at her. "That's actually what I came here to talk to you about. Katyusha's gone, and Natalia's been taken to the Death Hall."