Hiding in the Dark: Dark!/2p!/Snapped! Hetalia Stories

Dark! Russia x Reader Insert

Over. You just wanted it to be over. He has killed them. All of them. Why? You didn't know, the only explanation he ever gave you was because you were "his".

He was cruel, yet he always acted nice around you. Too nice. You hated it and just wanted to die already. Life couldn't get worse.

You cast your graze to the right and instantly regretted it. Your parents and brother's corpse laid there. Your poor mother had been choked and strangled to death. You still heard the noises she made, as he wrapped his big hands around her neck. Your father was stabbed many times in the chest, dried blood was all over his body.

But your brother, he had it worse. Limb by limb, he was pulled apart. Remembering his screams and the sound of the limbs ripping apart, you felt tears come to your eyes and you turned your head to face the huge, metal door on your right.

You heard the key enter the door from the outside. You felt more tears drip onto your cheeks and your vision blurred. The door creaked loudly as he walked inside. He must have been carrying something heavy because you could hear it thud on the concrete floor.

"Wha-what is that?" Your voice croaked out, a pair of purple irises looked your way. He simply smiled and put the object near your parents corpses.

"People are coming to find you. But they won't, da?" He walked over towards you slowly. You pressed against the wall, closing your eyes tightly.

Your stomach felt sick as you realized he was carrying a body of someone that must have been searching for you. You couldn't continue on like this. Everyday seemed worse. It would be a matter of time before he starts to do worse things.

Glancing up at him, you see he was watching you, still smiling like everything was perfectly fine. You wanted him to stop smiling. It was like he was taunting you. "Just kill me already."

The smile instantly dropped from his face and he narrowed his eyes. He took the end of his scarf and messed with it. "Why would you want that?"

"You killed my parents, my brother, people who have come and looked for me, and I haven't been anywhere else but here for at least 1 month! You barely feed me, I haven't bathed in forever, and you are worse thing in the world! I hate you!" Your voice cracked many times while yelling at him till you hugged yourself in a ball, sobbing hysterically. You knew you sounded pretty stupid, but you didn't care.

"You really want to?" He looked like he just had his heart broken, not that you cared.

"Yes. Just shoot me."

He pulled a gun from his pocket slowly, holding his finger gently on the trigger. Holding it up, he looked away, tears welling up in his eyes. He pulled the trigger.

At first it felt like a awful bee sting, till it numbed away. Blood dripped down from where it landed in your forehead. You passed out, your breathing becoming more shallow till it stopped.

Dropping the gun, the Russian man walked out the room towards his bedroom.

~The Next Day~

Rumors swept the town early morning as everyone heard what happened. They had found you finally along with your family and everyone else that went searching for you. The body count was a total of 8, not including you.

Upstairs in the master bedroom, they found a rather large body with silver hair hanging in the closet. Further investigation revealed that this person was the last to die, dying 36 minutes after you. Police had found his fingerprints on you and the other bodies, concluding that this is the kidnapper.

The only thing the police couldn't figure out was why?

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