2p Prussia x Child!Reader: Never Forget

Part 23: Bad Guys

After Matt brought you inside he pulled you over to the bathroom and locked you in. You were pounding on the door and yelling at him to let you out, but he didn't respond. You got tired after a minute of this and sat down on the side of the bathtub. You didn't cry - you didn't want him to see you look weak. 

You could hear him talking so you guessed he was on the phone with someone, but you couldn't understand what he was saying. You didn't want to bother getting up to try and listen through the door. A couple minutes later he went silent and you heard footsteps. You stood up in front of the tub and gripped the pillowcase-bag between your fists. 

He opened the door and before he could say or do anything, you asked, "Why am I in here?"

He stood in the doorway looking down at you, "What did you say?"

Almost screaming it, you said, "Why am I here?! Who are you?! Where's Gil?" Your voice trailed off at the end.

"You don't recognize me?" He frowned. "I'm Matt. Nice to meet'cha." He held out his hand to you.

You knew you'd seen him somewhere before. It finally clicked in your mind what was happening. Not knowing what else to do, you slowly walked over and grabbed it before he shook your hand. You pulled away from him and walked back a couple steps. You weren't exactly scared of him - he hasn't really done anything too bad to you - but you were scared that you were cornered in a small bathroom. 

He crossed his arms and leaned against the door frame, "Anyway, you're here because we need something from Al and this is probably the easiest way to get it," He looked over his shoulder and back at you. "Do you want to sit in the living room?"

You looked at him questioningly, but still said yes. He walked out of your way and you followed him into his living room. He told you to sit on the couch while he took the rocking chair. He sat down and you climbed into your seat. He turned on the tv, leaned back, and stopped paying attention to you. You kept staring at him, though.

You knew he was Al's brother, and, now knowing who he is, it's pretty obvious. He had the same nose and face as Al did, but his hair was longer and blond and he had purple eyes instead of red. He also didn't smile as much. This was the most noticeable thing to you. Knowing he was related to Al made you feel a little better about the situation, but you still kept in mind the fact you were told he and the other intruders were bad.

He finally looked over at you and asked, "Why do you keep looking at me?"

"Are you as bad as Al says?"

"That depends on what he's said about me," He leaned forward and put his forearms on his legs. "And I did help kidnap you twice."

You stared into his eyes and answered, "He says you kill people and smoke all day. And that you drink all the time."

"Listen, kid, we all kill, but I at least have a reason to. Al does it for sport and for money; I do it to protect." He went back into the chair again.

You thought about it, but not for too long, "What about the other stuff?"

"Smoking: Yes. I quit drinking a while ago."

"Why are you telling me this?"

"I told you, I'm not the bad guy here!" He looked angry, but made no move to do anything.

"Who's the bad guy then?"

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I'm disappointed in this chapter, but I needed to get it up.

Happy 4/20, guys.

624 words.