2p!Hetalia x mature!abused!older sibling reader

Ch. 1 Part 1/ Intro

Your name is ___insert name here___ and you are 17. You have a younger sister ___insert sibling's name here___ and she's about 5. You live with your dad, who is a drunk, and your step mom; (your sister's mom) your mother died in a car accident when you were about 6 and your dad didnt start drinking until ___insert sibling's name here___'s mom came into the picture.

Something changed in him and you knew it, but he also seemed happy with the woman so you let it be. Until your sister was born, then he made you stay home and do chores. Your father worked all hours of the day (except on weekends) and his wife was just a lazy whore who had men over every time your dad was at work. You usually heard your step mother moaning while some random guy was banging her, then ___sibling's name___ would start crying and you would have to care for her.

When ___sibling's name___ turned three and was able to walk your step mother began hitting you, and soon after your father did as well if you didnt do as told or spoke ill of his wife. You wouldn't let them hurt ___sibling's name___ so you took most of the beatings. You kept your sister safe and that was all that mattered, you never gave a fuck if you were in pain just as long as she was safe.

Now to the present, your parents had guests over and you and __sibling's name___ weren't aloud outside your bedroom (you shared a room) and had just listened to the conversation. When the guests left, which was about three hours after they arrived, you and your little cub began cleaning the mess in the living room. ___sibling's name___ dropped a cup and it broke, she screamed at the sound slightly then you quickly covered her mouth. Your father ran down the stairs (two story house) and is glaring at the two siblings and then to the glass on the floor. He soon went back upstairs to get his whipping belt, while he did that you told your sister to run as fast as she can away from the house. She didnt want to leave and was begging for you to come with her so she wouldnt be alone but you wouldn't go with.

"Father wont be able to follow you, get your boots and go. I'll be fine, i swear now hurry up before he comes back down," you whispered, your sister listened and did as she was told. She gave you a final hug and ran out the front door as fast as she could, she was well dressed for the cold winter weather and soon she arrived at a park and ended up running into someone very tall carrying a hokey stick.

Now back to you~ ((your pov, first time ever actually using povs so it should be interesting))

As soon as ___sibling's name___ was out the door father had gotten back down stairs. I gave him a very nasty glare as he spoke, he was obviously drunk i could smell the beer and wine from where i stood.

"Where's the little runt you worthless piece of shit??" He asked, his words slurred and he snapped the belt. I wasnt afraid of him, even if he would surely kill me as long as he didnt touch ___sibling's name___ then i dont give a fuck.

"Far away from your sorry ass and the whore upstairs," I said, i glenched my fists slightly getting ready for pain. Father snapped his belt again, this time close to my face. He asked the same question and he gave a warning about insulting his wife. I gave the same response and he slapped me across the face with the belt. I didnt wince, i grew accustomed to his punishments and yelled at him.

"IS THAT ALL YOU GOT OLD MAN!? COME ON I THOUGHT YOU COULD DO BETTER!!" I knew this would just get me hurt even worse but it was all i could think of to keep him from going after my little cub. (That's the nickname you had given your younger sister after watching the Jungle Book and the Lion King, she pretented to be a bear and lion so there ya go)

To the little cub!~

I was running very fast, i didn't want to leave to leave my older (brother/sister) alone with papa but i knew (he/she) was right. I had to go and get help so they can save (buba/sissy). I ran into a park a few blocks from home and ran into a tall man with dirty strawberry blonde hair in a messy ponny tail holding a stick. He had a polar bear with him and it sniffed my hair then growled. I shrunk into a small ball and started crying. I landed on my butt and i was scared. The man looked at me and knelt down to my level.

"What's wrong kid??" His voice was a bit scratchy, like ___your name___ when (he/she) had a sore throat or was screaming at papa. I looked up from my knees and stared the man in the eyes. His eyes were a pretty purple colour but he looked very tired.

"I-I...." I was still crying, i didnt know what i should say to the man. Then, practically out of no where another man showed up and was giving me a cupcake. I knew better than to take food from strangers but i was hungry so i took it. I was about to take a bite when the violet eyed man grabbed it and let his bear sniff it.

The bear gave an ok nod and the man gave it back to me, i had inhaled the cupcake and was soon smiling at the sweet taste. The man who gave me the cupcake had a very colourful outfit on, it consisted of bright pink and a bright robin egg blue colour. He had short, and practically, pink hair and his eyes were a light blue.

"Ello poppet, what are you doing here all by yourself?? Where's your ma and pa??" The blue eyed man asked sweetly.

"A-At home......I-I ran away...........m-m-my (buba/s-sissy) needs h-he-hewp......pw-pwease......" I started crying again. The two men looked at each other then back at me, i hoped they would help but all they said was.

"Sorry, but we can't help......" They meant it as a sick joke but this joke just made me cry harder. I didn't know what to do, i soon stuttered out.

"Papa might kill ___your name___ please we need help!!" I began shaking even more and my legs were starting to go numb from the fresh snow.

And cliffhanger, sorry bros. I'll make a part two dont worry!!