The Feliciano look-alike walked up to you with a twisted smirk on his face.
'Why the rush, bella? Our friends Moscow and China have been telling us all about you but we'd like to know you more'
You gulped. Your phone. They hacked into your phone and snooped through it. Pictures, text messages...
'Not that I haven't enjoyed my stay, but I really have to go'
'But you just got here' Moscow responded in a mocking tone.
You rolled your eyes and ignored her.
'At least stay with us a little longer, dollface'
You sighed. Feeling a tear slip down your cheek, you answered.
'Fine! Just leave me alone'
Your thoughts were interrupted by the sound of your phone ringing. All eyes landed on your phone which rung from the pocket of Moscow's coat. She fished it out and glanced at it. She grinned when she did.
'Jones' she responded.
She tossed it to you and you managed to catch it before it landed on the filthy carpet. Everyone watched you when you answered.
'Hello' you whispered.
'Dudette. Where are you? I've been worried sick. Everyone else too!'
'I don't think that I'll be able to come'
'Why not? I've been looking forward to your company'
There's a crisis back home. It's important that I stay here'
'Whatever you say. The hero will see you when he gets back!'
You hung up your phone and glanced at the 2ps. Tears formed in your eyes and you collapsed on the carpet, not caring if you got dirty or not. Moscow stood from her seat and stood in front of you. She bent down to your level and looked you in the eyes.
'It's for the best. I'll take that' she took the phone again.
'It's getting late. Someone should escort you to your room. You must be sleepy'
You said nothing but slowly stood up. You didn't react when Feliciano's 2p grabbed you by the arm and pulled you to the main lobby. You could hear Moscow yelling from the meeting room but you blocked her out. You nonchalantly climbed the stairs and headed to the room. There, you closed the door before Feliciano's 2p was able to react. There was silence before you heard snickering.
(1) 'Buona notte, bella'
The sound of footsteps echoed through the hallway until they disappeared. You exhaled and wandered to your suitcase. If you had no way to leave, you'd might as well make the best of your stay here at the Desolation Hotel. You prayed that you'd survive over the next few days. Hopefully the 2ps wouldn't kill you. You wondered what their names were. China was 'Zao' and Moscow was 'Viktoria' but you didn't know about the others. Grabbing a t-shirt and a pair of grey sweatpants, you headed to the shower.
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You fought against your eyelids. Your body was trying to tell you that you needed sleep, but your mind was awake. The loud droplets of rain that pattered against the window were hypnotizing. When you accepted the fact that your tired body was winning the war, you gave in and fell asleep.
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(1) 'Good night, beautiful'
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Barricaded (2p Hetalia x Reader)
FanfictionAfter missing your flight to the next world meeting, you found yourself at the wrong place at the wrong time.