To Find Where You Belong (Hetalia)

Chapter 13

Matthew sat awkwardly on the couch as a blonde man in a frilly pink dress told him about a cute skirt he saw when he went shopping.

What was Prussia thinking? Didn’t Germany say no parties? And he won’t be back till tomorrow afternoon! Matthew glanced at his watch. Great… and it’s only 11:24am…

Looking around for Prussia he saw him having a drinking contest in the kitchen with Denmark and… England? Walking over to the trio, Matthew noticed Denmark and Prussia were in the lead on a tie and England looked like he was going to pass out. Obviously he couldn’t hold his liquor…

“Prussia? What are you doing? Germany said no parties…” Matthew said though he doubted that Prussia would hear him over the loud music. He was wrong.

“Aah! Birdie! How do you like the party?” Prussia stopped his drinking and walked over to Matthew, slinging his arm around Matthew’s shoulder. The albino reeked of alcohol but he didn’t seem drunk at all, even though they were surrounded by at least 20 empty beer bottles.

“G-Germany said you couldn’t have a party… What’s all this, eh?”

“Come on, birdie! Live in the moment! Don’t worry about what my stern little brother says! Kesesesesese~” Prussia led the shy blonde to an unoccupied couch and sat him down. “Now stay here, birdie. I will be back, I need to finish my contest with Denmark.” And with that Prussia walked off.

Matthew sat on the couch looking around awkwardly. The man in the frilly pink dress from before was talking to a brunet who looked like he didn’t want to be there at all.

Matthew sighed and stood up, walking over to the kitchen he looked in and saw that Prussia and Denmark were not in there. England was though… But, he didn’t look like much help, he was arguing with a man with bright blue eyes and a piece of hair that stuck right up.

He walked up the staircase and entered the first room he saw, hoping Prussia might be in it. But, instead of finding Prussia he found a man with blue eyes, shoulder length blonde wavy hair and stubble across his chin.

The man looked up and saw Matthew standing in the doorway.

“Aah, s-sorry sir. I didn’t m-mean to intrude. I w-will leave now.” Matthew was about to close the door when a hand pulled him in and locked the door.

Before Matthew could register what was happening he was thrown on a bed and someone got on top of him.

“Don’t worry. You weren’t intruding on anything.” The man had a French accent and smelled of wine. He started expertly unbuttoning Matthew’s t-shirt and took it off the boy.

“P-Please stop!” Matthew tried with all his strength to push the man off. The man fell on the floor with a thud… right in front of the door. He was already starting to get up so there was no hope for Matthew to escape the room.

Doing the only thing he could think of he grabbed his phone from his jean’s pocket and looked through the contacts. The only contact was ‘Unknown.’ The one that had been sending him the texts. Opening a message he sent a text to the person doubting that it would do anything,

‘Help, please. Upstairs’

~~~~Prussia’s POV~~~~

“Kesesesesesese~ I knew you couldn’t be able to beat my awesomeness!” Prussia laughed pointing at Denmark, who was currently getting choked by Norway for entering a drinking contest.

“Hola, amigo!” Spain greeted walking up to Prussia. “Have you seen Lovi anywhere?”

“Kesesesesese~ Nope. Wait… That reminds me I have to find birdie!” Prussia left the backyard, they thought it would be better if they did it out there. Then they would be able to make more of a mess.

Walking into the living room, Prussia saw that Matthew wasn’t anywhere in sight. On the lounge that Matthew had once occupied there was now China and Russia.

Prussia quickly walked to the front door and opened it to see if maybe Matthew wanted to get some fresh air. No such luck.

He was about to head back inside when his phone ringed. Grabbing it from his pocket he saw a text from none other than birdie.

“Kesesesesese~ He just couldn’t resis-“ But, Prussia didn’t finish the sentence. “Dammit, I knew I shouldn’t have left birdie alone.

Quickly running up the stairs, Prussia ran to the nearest door and tried to open it but it was locked.

“Dammit… BIRDIE!” Prussia slammed himself into the door multiple times, not caring that his shoulder ached.

~~~~Matthew’s POV~~~~

Matthew struggled underneath the French man. They both now didn’t have their shirts on and the Frenchie was currently working on taking off Matthew’s pants. Matthew wriggled underneath the man desperately trying to escape but to no avail. His hands had been tied to the head board by the French man, so there was nothing to stop him.

The man had taken off Matthew’s belt and was currently unzipping his pants, when they heard yelling from outside the door.

“BIRDIE!” Matthew gasped when he heard Prussia’s voice. The man stopped to look at the door for a minute listening to Prussia trying to get into the room, but soon lost interest and turned back to what he was doing to Matthew.

His pants were now unzipped and Matthew couldn’t take it anymore. “PRUSSIA!”

~~~~Prussia’s POV~~~~

Prussia’s heart wrenched when he heard Matthew scream.

“Dude, I heard the yelling. What is going on?” Prussia looked beside himself and saw America.

“Birdie is in there, and I can’t open the door. Something bad is probably happening to him right now, and I can’t do anything to help him!”

“HAHAHA! Dude, step back I’ve got this!” America stood next to the door and kicked it. It flew off of its hinges and landed with a thud in the room.

Dammit… West is going to kill me…

But, Prussia immediately ran into the room and gasped at what he saw.

Matthew was tied to the bed shirtless, tears running down his face and blood coming from his wrists where he was tied with the rope. His best friend France on top of the boy with also no top on and trying to pull off Matthew’s pants.

America stepped into the room and quickly grabbed France and pulled the struggling man off of Matthew.

Prussia ran to Matthew’s side and untied the ropes. Helping Matthew into a sitting position, he zipped the boy’s pants back up which caused a bright blush from the blonde. Prussia ran to the other side of the room and retrieved Matthew’s shirt helping him put it back on. His eyes narrowed when he saw the love bites all over Matthew’s neck and shoulders, he was going to kill France after this…

The albino helped Matthew stand up and looked into his violet watery eyes. Prussia wiped the falling tears from Matthew’s face and smiled slightly. Not one of his smirks but a sweet, soft smile yet there was concern and worry in his eyes for the boy he loved.

“Hey, birdie? Are you okay?”