2p vs. (Hetalia x Reader)

50- Stay Safe, _____.

Hetalia x Reader

Chapter 50
Stay Safe, ______.

"I'll be your hero."

I was frozen in fear.

Allen.

- Allen's POV; Brought To You By Italy's Sweet Love For Pasta, Woman, And Germany! -

The door opened. Just like in the movies though, I quickly ran away before anyone could spot me.

I ran upstairs and hid in some room, it hasn't been used for a while, so no n should spot me here. I hid in the corner behind the room and stood there silently. Annoyingly, only moments later did the door open once more.

It was _______.

She walked over to the bed and jumped on and laid down to sleep. Hah. She seemed so peaceful until I snuck over to her side and whispered in her ear teasingly, "I'll be your hero!"

That's something she should have found amusingly scary, but she didn't move at all. Fuck, don't tell me she's already asleep!

I stared at her then frowned, "Get up and be scared of me this isn't as amusing as it could be you know." She didn't say anything though. I rolled my eyes and walked to the door and flicked the light on. But how foolish of me. When I turned around to look at her, she wasn't in bed anymore. I looked to the side however, just in time to get punched and knocked down.

How was she this strong for it to hurt me?

"My nose is bleeding!" I said as I moved my hand to my nose. I angrily whipped my hand off on my jeans and stood up. She was going to go down.

- _______'s POV; Brought To You By Russia's Russian Roulette, If Lucky Play Twice! -

So I punched the stalker and he got angry! It's his fault for sneaking in a women's room especially in the middle of the night.

You know what? I wasn't even scared anymore. So what if I killed most of this guys kismises? He sort of really deserved it because they were trying to kill us first. And not only that, they did out two of my friends in the hospital. They could have shown the least amount of hospitality when we showed up in their home unannounced!

I kicked this time, but he dodged.

I went Annie style and managed to kick him off his feet, literally. So now all I have to do is get America or Canada to help me out because. I didn't want to kill him. He was still Americas 2p and in a strange way, it was sort of like I was hitting America and not just Allen.

What can I say other than it hurt the fangirl in me?

I was about to kick again until he came to his senses and grabbed his nail bat and swung. I jumped back and he hit the door.

"HAH!" I blurted out, "It's stuck in the door you psychopathic bastard!" I shouted. With that, he jumped up and knocked me down.

Okay, it sucks when the tables turn.

"Dude what the heck?" I heard someone shout. America. He was still walking down the hallway and barley opened the door. But once he did, the goofy smile he had not too long ago quickly faded.

He exhaled and looked at me sadly.

America pushed Allen back and came up to me quickly, "_______." He said faintly. "I'm going to miss you but you'll be back before you know it! I swear on my life." My eyes felt as if they were being pricked for water to come out, but they remained dry.

"What do you mean by that?" I asked.

He had already pulled the red watch half way out of his pocket by the time I asked.

"No." I said.

I started into his eyes and scooted as far away from him as I possibly could screaming, "No! No! NO! You can't do this to me! Keep that thing away from me!"

America grabbed my shoulders and slipped the red necklace over my head.

Now I was crying.

He was going to send me back home.

How could he after all that we've gone through?

"No, please America, No." I said as strongly as I possible could.

He didn't even cry when he let go of my shoulders and jumped back, "Stay safe, ______." He said.

Was this the last thing I would ever hear from him? I couldn't stop crying.

I was leaving my favourite people in the world like this? Why now? Why couldn't he let me help him fight Allen?

Why? WHY? Why?

America, why?

"You bastard! What have you done?" I heard Allen shout angrily. Followed by painful shouting. I closed my eyes and held my hands over my ears.

He never said 'Goodbye'...

--------- Present Day ---------

My eyes opened to see a few somewhat familiar faces. Nothing too fascinating.

"Look! She's awake!" I heard. That was a woman talking for sure.

My vision was still blurry but I could manage. "How are you feeling?" The woman asked.

She was a nurse.

I closed my eyes again and covered my eyes with my hands, "Where am I?" I asked classically.

"Do you know your name?" She asked, ignoring my question.

"Fuck you! I asked 'Where am I?'" I angrily hissed.

"Oh. Um. You're in the hospital." She said, trying to sound happy.

"Why?" I asked rather angrily.

"You went into a coma but we are unsure how."

I peeked through my fingers at her, "How long?"

She paused for a moment unsure of how to answer, "Seven months..." I closed my eyes in frustration. Maybe everything I thought had ever happened was all a dream I had during this coma of mine.

"So, do you know your name?" She repeated.

"_______ Jones." I growled.

"... Jones?" She repeated.

My eyes widened.

"Crap, I mean, _______ _______!"

She nodded slightly, "Yes, that's what we have you as here. Anyways, you have se guests, should I let them in now or would you rather rest?" She asked.

I thought for a moment, "Let them in." I responded.

"Very well, Miss _____." She said cheerfully.

She walked outside and spoke to someone. Then they came in.

"Oh dude! You're okay!" I heard.

Out of eager curiosity, I quickly looked over... But no. I was wrong. It was just my sibling. (if you don't have one, YOU DO NOW! :D)

"Hi _____!" I heard my mother say with obvious excitement in her voice.

I didn't say anything.

I was so sad but I didn't know why I was so sad. It was all just a silly dream and it was over now. I shouldn't be sad over a dream so why was I? And why was I so sad now? My family is here and happy to see me awake from my seven month slumber. I should be content. But I wasn't.

I didn't want to see my family no matter how happy they were to be with me! I wanted to sleep forever if that's what I took to be with my friends.

But I suppose that's always what it is.

Just one hell of a great dream.

And then maybe one day,

Even if it's just for a moment,

I might be with them again someday,

In my dreams...

Yeah... Maybe someday...

"Hi mom. Hi dad." I croaked out sadly but with the best smile I could ever force.