Daze (1p/2p! Hetalia X Teen! Reader)

Chapter 12

  After getting into the cab, you told the driver where to go, and then put on your head phones as he drove you there. You watched as trees and everything else was a green, brown, or blue blur. You sighed softly as you leaned your head against the window, closing your eyes as you did so. You began to think of everything that had been going on lately, from the time that you got to your Aunts, having do do actual work,  having your mom tell your stay at your Aunts was going to be permanent, meeting those boys, and now you were sitting in a cab, headed into town.  Honestly, everything had left you so perplexed as to what was going on. Most of the time you were thinking about the men you had met, who seemed to be much older than you. Probably even twice your age, as you were thirteen (This is how old I am, therefore it's how old you are since Idk what goes on in a 15 or older persons mind.)

        You had been wanting to go shopping, and since your friend, Chocolat, was in town, so you could actually go and have fun. Instead of going alone and being judged by everyone for being a 'loner.' When the cab stopped, you paid the driver and slipped out of the seats, before gently shutting the door behind you. In front of you stood the mall. It was prodigious, with many windows and stores, with a few restaurants and a ice cream parlor. 
"It's bigger than I remember..." The young girl mumbled as she walked into the mall, the electronic doors opening for her. The inside was nicely furnished, and, as stated before, had many windows, the stores were ostentatiously (Is that a word ?) decked out in summer things. Such as blow up palm trees, disco balls, Hawaiian flower necklaces, and various other decorations. In your opinion, they over did it, especially because it looked like a flamingo threw up a rainbow, and this is the aftermath.
"(Y/nnnnn)!!!" Chocolat squealed as she glomped you, her blonde hair flying behind her as she did so.
"Chocolat!" You grinned as you hugged her back, landing on your butt from practically being tackled to the ground.  The two of you continue to squeeze the life out of each other before you slowly got up, holding a hand out to her. She took your hand and you pulled her to her feet.
"So, how have you been ?" She asked as she linked arms with you and the two of you began to walk.
"I've been okay. How about you ?" You looked at the stores, seeing which one you wanted to go into first.
"I've been pretty good~" Chocolat sent you a smile before she dragged you into Hot Topic, and thus, the fun and tiring shopping began.

~*~Timeskip because Choco-chan doesn't like shopping...Or people~*~

        At the end of the day, around nine-thirty, Chocolat and you had parted with goodbye's and promises to text and call as much as possible. With one last hug, you got into the cab and waved at her as it began to drive away. You buckled up, and sat back in the leather seat.
"Where you going girlie ?" Asked the cab driver, who looked to be in his early thirties, with brown hair and blue eyes, that seemed to glow in the dark.
"I'm going to (insert adress here)." You stated, which earned a nod from him. You plugged your headphones into your cellphone before putting them on, and watching the road, trees, and cars passed by, letting your thoughts drift.
'I wonder what would have happened if I would have let that dream continue ? Who was that man ? Does he represent someone ? Or am I just horny ? Ugh...I wish I knew...' I sighed softly as I rested my head against the window.
'Maybe it's my period ? I haven't had it this month, and I'm not pregnant...At least I don't think I am..But that's not possible cause I'm still a virgin and just-ugh! I need to stop thinking about this! But...What if it's something serious ? What if-' My thought process was interrupted by the stop of the car. I pulled off my head phones as I yawned softly.
"Oi! Girlie, we're here." With a small nod, I pulled out my wallet and gave him the twenty dollars that he needed, and grabbed my bags before getting out of the cab, the chilly night air feeling good on my warm skin. I smiled softly as I stared at the stars while the cab drove off. When I finally pulled myself away from the cloudless sky, and forced my tired legs to go inside of the building, I noticed that it was quiet. It was actually kinda really creepy at night, so I quickened my pace to my room, that's when I heard the footsteps behind me. This caused me to mentally freak out and quicken my pace to a jog, their's quickened also. Small tears came to my eyes. I wasn't sure if it was from the fear of someone following me, or the relief of seeing my bedroom door up ahead. I ran the rest of the way, and slammed the door shut behind me, making sure to lock it as I did so.
"Oh my god..." I sighed out as I slid down the door, tears coming out of my eyes. I sat there for awhile, letting the tears fall. Eventually I wiped my cheeks and stood up, swaying slightly. Crying and panicking can make someone tired. I stumbled over to my bed, falling onto it and cuddling a pillow. I soon fell asleep, thinking about who was following me, and hoping that I wouldn't have to work tomorrow.

~*~This is going to seem a little weird, but just bare with me please~*~

"Momma....How come I don't have a Pappa ?" I asked Mommy curiously as she sat at her desk, in her red rolley chair. She smiled  sadly and pulled me into her lap.
"Well, darling, when Pappa found out Momma was going to have a baby, he got really excited and went to get things from the market for our little baby. A mean man hurt Pappa and now he's singing and dancing with the angels." Mommy kissed my head, tears coming to her eyes. I wiped them away and looked at her.
"Momma...Please don't cry...Pappa's with the angles, remember ?" I smiled, confused on why Mommy was crying.
"Of course darling." She kissed my fore head, and I giggled, and then Mommy giggled. 

~*~*~

        I stared up at Momma as she played the piano. It sounded so pretty! I wanna be able to play it too! And I wanna sing like Momma! And when I grow up I wanna be as pretty as her too!! 
"Do you wanna try ?" I grinned and nodded as I climbed onto the bench beside her. I began to push the keys that I thought Momma pushed, but it didn't sound even like hers at all. She laughed softly and put me into her lap before putting my hands on the keys.
"Now, you push these two. And then these two. Okay ?" I nodded and did as she said. 
"Momma ?" She looked down at me.
"Yes darling ?"
"Can you teach me to play like you do ?" A smile came onto her face.
"Of course I can!" She took my hands off the piano and got the book she had been looking at down from it's stand.
"Now, this is an A." She pointed at a flag looking thing, that as on lines. She started to explain which flag was which, saying if they were A, B, C, D, E, or F.

~*~*~

        After years of practicing, and practicing, I'd finally gotten as good as Momma is, or at least I'd like to think so. Momma had become a world renowned fashion stylist, and now we were kinda, really, rich. But, with the fame and fortune came a price. Momma had gotten busier, and wasn't able to spend time with me. She also crumbled under the stress from her last clothing line, and had gotten into various narcotics and alcohol. Which led to her being verbally abusive when she was drunk or high. When she wasn't, she was the mother I've always known, the kind, sweet, happy, and beautiful woman that raised me, till now. I missed our old life, I'd give up all the money, fame, and anything else that I had to that would give us our old life back.
"Hello ?" I answered the phone, just as I put the cookies in the oven.
"Hey Auntie!" I smiled as we began to talk, her talking about coming and visiting while Momma was away for the month, and possibly two. I loved talking to her, because she treated me like the daughter she could never have. You see, when I was younger, my Aunt, Uncle, and their unborn baby, got hit by a car. It killed Uncle instantly, and Auntie was severely wounded. They had to remove her uterus to save her life. They had tried to save the baby's life, but it just wasn't meant to be. 

~*~*~

It was happening again. Momma was yelling at me about how I needed to get thinner, taller, prettier. Anything she could criticize she would. She had just gotten back from Italy three days ago, and now she was stoned and drunk, not a very good combo.

"It's all your fault your father died! I wish you would die too you ugly bitch!!!"

"We know what we are, but know not what we may be."
-William Shakespeare