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Chapter 31

WARNING
!!mentions of r@pe!!!
Slight cursing

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Third person POV
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Fascist Italy and Felix both made their way out of the room, leaving Soviet alone with only his thoughts to keep him company. The red man was silently humming to himself as a old semi unpleasant memory made its way into his head..
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Flashback
July 23rd, 1916
(This isn't a historically important time this is just a random date..)
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A young country was silently crying to himself in a nice room, a white gown on him making anyone confused if they didn't know for sure as to why he was crying on his wedding day. He picked his head up slightly from his arms to caress the growing bump on his stomach.
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(Both male and female counties can get pregnant in my AU. As they have both hormones or whatever it takes to get pregnant, but usually one kind of hormone is more present in a country making it more feminine or masculine. But in rare cases they can have even out hormones in both genders, making them both feminine or masculine.)
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The boy signed to himself, he didn't under stand as to why his life was as shitty as it was. More tears dripped down his cheeks as he felt a little kick in his womb. He was sitting there quietly crying and ruining his makeup to himself when three middle aged women made their way back into his waiting room,
The girls looked at him in sympathy, "как корсет, слишком тесный?" "how's the corset feeling, to tight?" The youngest of the three called Anna asked. "Нет, все хорошо.." "No it's fine." Soviet responded, the oldest women known as Sofia made a comment, "Мне жаль, что это происходит с тобой, Советский, я не мог представить, что ты чувствуешь...." "I'm sorry this is happening to you, Soviet, I couldn't imagine how you feel..." she cried, the woman wrapped her small arms around the male the other two made their way in embracing him as well.
He heard sniffles from the most sensitive of the group, her name being Anyya. "Что случилось, Аня?" She looked up, shaking her head "ничего, мне просто жаль тебя.." "nothing, I'm just sorry for you.. " she responded sadly, everyone present gave him another look of sympathy. After a minute. They broke apart. touching up the red countries makeup then left the room. Once again being left alone.

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Soviet POV
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"why did he force my to marry my r@p!st.." I cried quietly "because he's the devil himself.." the voice answered. 'For once I agree with you.' I answered back, tears were threatening to fall again, but I held them back not wanting him to see it messed up.

For my own sake..
I looked up to the mirror seeing the face that most hated while some adored. Just then, Sofia stepped back into the room with news that made my blood run cold, "Пора"
"It's time"

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A/N
Finally some more backstory on our boy Soviet, happy 31st chapter anyways tell me if you see any mistakes in translation or spelling
Have a good day or night
:)
Word count: 525