Hey so I wanted to thank you all so much for your reviews! This is definitely not the easiest story to write, but I know people who have gone through this and it breaks my heart. I pray for everyone and hope you all have great lives!

I have really great news though! I went back and reread and fixed up all the other chapters! Because when I was looking back at them I was just like "...oh..." I had no words lol, but I fixed them all up!

This fanfic is gonna get pretty sad, as if it wasn't sad enough right, but for those of you that reviewed and are fearing the worst. It's okay, I won't give anything away but sometimes you really have to make a character suffer, and thats what I'm doing. Sorry... But you don't have to worry about just everything completely falling apart and never getting better, because I personally don't like it when stories end on a bad note.

Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia

We went back to Xander's house, our old house... It felt like forever since I've seen it. It was just as I remembered it though, it was big and traditional, with brown stone and beige siding, with incredible landscaping. I remember how amazing the backward was, we had an outdoor kitchen, and a pool, and everything! The house was probably the thing I missed most about our relationship, we even had a tennis court for christ sake.

Xander took my arm again, forcing me into the house and taking me to the living room. "Stay right where you are." He said as I sat down.

He went over to the front door and locked it, then he came back and checked to see if the windows were all locked.

"Your acting as if I'm going to run away."

"I'm simply preparing myself for the worst."

"Right."

"Oh no I mean it Lovino. Because I promise you that if you even try to run away, even once, whether or not I ever find you. You can say goodbye to your brother, and your boyfriend." He smirked at me, then sat down on the couch with me. I flinched a little, making him chuckle. "So, while on the topic of said, 'boyfriend', what is his name anyway?"

I didn't answer him. In fact, I didn't even look at him. I couldn't, his face made me shiver.

"I asked you a question, Lovino. Answer it."

His voice was so low, and menacing. I could feel myself shaking, so I closed my eyes. As if not seeing him made it seem like he wasn't there at all. But he grabbed my jaw and pulled my face toward him. I gasped because it hurt, his grip was strong.

"I really don't want to have to harm you Lovi, and right now your beginning to piss me off a bit. Would you like a punishment? Huh? Is that what your asking for?"

"...n-no..."

"What?! I couldn't hear you?! Speak up dammit!"

"No!"

"Thats what I thought, now, what is his name?"

My bottom lip quivered, and tears began to fall down my cheeks. He was scaring me, scaring me so much. But he must have begun to feel guilty because he let go of my jaw and wiped my tears away with his thumb. "A-Antonio..." My voice was small, and choppy.

"See, now was that so hard? Oh, sweetie, I'm sorry. I really didn't mean to scare you."

"Please, please don't hurt him... H-he doesn't... I-I don't want him involved anymore than he already is... Or my brother, so just please Xander. Please don't hurt them..."

"Well Lovi, that isn't really up to me. Now is it? The only way you can stop them from being hurt is simply remarrying me, and loving me, and letting me love you. Just like we used to be, happy and in love. But I want you to want it to, otherwise it's really all for nothing, right? Now, what will you do?"

I couldn't, I just couldn't. I hated this, I hated him. The last thing I wanted was to be with him again, I-I love Antonio. I love him so much, and I just couldn't be with Xander again, I just-

"Alright, alright Xander... I'll remarry you, I won't fight it. I promise."

"I knew you'd come around. I love you so much."

"...I-I love you too..."

But at the same time, it's because I love Antonio that I won't allow him to get hurt. No matter the cost from my own life.

Antonio's POV...

That next morning, I was driving back to Lovino's house. And Feliciano was with me, desperate to speak with his brother the day after his finalized divorce. He was practically jumping up and down in his seat he was so excited for Lovi.

"Oh, Antonio! You have no idea how fantastic this all is! Really, you don't. You've never met Lovi's ex, and you really don't want to. He was such a loser! I'm not sure how much my brother told you but it was bad. And he's finally free from all that, isn't it wonderful! I knew his ex was no good the moment I saw him, you how it's always those super handsome guys who always know just what to say, but are like really jealous and stuff. Yeah that was him! And he-"

"Okay Feliciano. Thank you for that, but um... we're already here..."

"Oh, well okay then." He flashed me a big smile, and all I could do was sigh. Feli was one of the nicest people that I know, but he was just to much for me sometimes. I kinda feel bad for what Ludwig has to put up with.

We went inside, and everything was silent. Lovino was probably still asleep though.

"Is he still sleeping?"

"Probably. Why don't you go get him? I'll start making breakfast."

"You got it!" Feliciano went upstairs into mine and Lovi's bedroom. And I walked through the living room to get to the kitchen, Lovino left a blanket on the couch. So I went to go fold it for him, he always gets mad at me when I don't fold the blankets.

"Um, Antonio!" Feli called from upstairs.

"Yeah?"

"Lovino isn't in his room."

"What? But he should be, his car is out front." Feliciano came back downstairs, looking confused.

"Well then where is he? Because he is not upstairs, like at all."

That worried me. Feli and I went around the house searching for him, but he wasn't anywhere. And for some reason I felt I should be panicking, but I could think of a thousand places he could be with in walking distance. I just had a bad feeling about all this, like our situation was much dyer then what it appeared.

Ring...

I jumped when I heard the cell phone go off, but it wasn't mine. "Oh, it's mine", Feli said taking his phone out of his pocket, "It's Lovino."

Okay guys, I do apologize for the cliffhangers. Shit is about to go down and it's not easy to write. I'm just constantly listen to sad and intense music and watching movies related to this for ideas.

I have a very close friend of mine who had gone through domestic abuse for a little while, and we all just had to drop everything for a while and focus all our energy on her. But she's great now! I just wish the best for everyone, and wish everyone well!