Vampire Hetalia X Reader (Old Ver.)

Chapter 13: Mystery at a Bar

The sun filtered in through the beige curtain, not yet obscured by looming winter skies. A pillow was soft against your cheek, no longer wet from staining tears. The room was empty. Eliza was at class like you should be yet you couldn't muster up the courage to leave your bed. The room was mostly cast in dark, gray lighting save for the shards of sunlight seeping through.

You had tried your best to keep yesterday's events from surfacing. Music burst through headphones, a limp white cord snaking on the bed, tangled around your arm. That didn't even help. Body lifeless, you couldn't keep your mind from wandering.

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His breath was hot against your neck.

"You're sorry? I bet you think you are, _. But I'm about to show you what it truly means to be sorry."

The tie in your mouth tasted gross but not as bad as compared to the disgusting feeling in your gut. The albino was winning. In fact, he had won. He had you pinned down to a club room table, mouth closed shut by his satin tie. He, on the other hand, was free to do as he pleased.

A hand lifted the bottom of your sweater, exposing your stomach. A cold hand ran over it, tracing the contours in your side. Before he had acted with passion. Now every movement was fueled by a deadly combination of lust and rage.

He smirked at you, his red eyes gleaming as he used a ruler to lift the edge of your skirt, peering inside. You swore. He didn't stop there. Taking a pair of scissors from a metal cup he began cutting away at your top.

Snip, Snip!

The metal sawed at the thick fabric, cutting your sweater down the middle. He tossed the tool to the side, your (color) bra exposed. Your face was flushed with embarrassment and hatred. During this you had tried struggling, but honestly, his thin frame was much more capable than it appeared.

"My, my. You're not so little, are you birdie?"

"Mng hmm!" *Go to hell!*

He only chuckled, red eyes roaming over your body.

BAM!

Something heavy rammed against the door, rattling. The albino looked towards the source, momentarily forgetting about you.

"Gil! Gil I know you're in there! Unlock the door!" A German accent thudded.

"Heh. Why should I? We're having SO much fun together." He smiled, the door slamming in response.

"Gil! This isn't a game! Open the door!"

He glared at the entryway, frowning.

"You know you were always terrible at respecting your elders, Luddy."

"Shit, Gil! Unlock it or I vill!"

"Ha! You vill, vill you? I'd like to see you try. Thing is, _ is enjoying our private company."

Bang! Bang! On the door.

"Are you that desperate to join in on the fun? Kesekese. You always vere such a needy brat."

"Vhat about _! She's done nothing wrong, Gil. Please, let her go." His voice sounded desperate behind the door, making tears force their way forward.

He waited a moment as if deciding what to say to Ludwig.

"Of course she's done nothing wrong. We're merely voicing our adoration for one another. Something you vouldn't understand."

"Gil, I'm varning you!"

Gil pushed your hands harder against the table as he shifted his body weight, leaning over you.

He giggled, "You're zho cute, _. And zho sweet"