AU!SisterComplex!America x Sister!Reader - I'll always be here for you!

Part 2

You stood there frozen in fear as he glared at you with soulless eyes. No one else was around so silence filled the area around the bridge, which allowed you to hear and feel your heart pumping so loudly and erratically.

"Well!? Where da hell is yar damn money!?!?" He growled loudly in anger as he tugged your arm harshly a few times making you shriek and almost lose your balance. The stench of alcohol coming from his clothes and breath wasn't helping either; it was so strong you grimaced.

You badly wanted to scream for help but fear was taking over your entire body, making you unable to move.

A-Alfred! You screamed in your head.

"LET HER GO!!" An all too familiar voice vehemently screamed a few feet behind you.

You and the drunk man both turned around to search for the source of the voice. There he was, your brave older brother standing a few feet away, giving a chilling death glare to the old man who was forcefully gripping your arm.

"Alfred!" You screamed his name as soon as you saw him. A wave of relief washed over you, but it only lasted a couple of seconds because the drunken old man beside you suddenly yanked you to his chest and locked you within his arm while emanating a terrifying aura. You grabbed onto his arm that was trapping you to him in an attempt to pull it away, but his hold was too strong. Even so, you still tried squirming your way out as Alfred ran towards you seething with anger.

Then unexpectedly, the man smashed the brown glass bottle in his hands on the solid railings of the bridge, sending thousands of shiny shards flying everywhere and splashing the remaining beer all over the railings and ground. This caused Alfred and you to stop your movements and become more alarmed than you already were; however, what made the situation even more terrifying was when he threateningly pointed the sharp, jagged edges of the broken bottle a few inches away from your face.

"Since yar here, you might as well gimme yar money, too, kiddo," the crazed man mocked.

His demands fell on deaf ears since Alfred's full attention was directed solely to you and your current situation. The blond American's expression was horrified as he stared at his dear little sister's face contort in fear with tears in your (color) eyes, and beside your face was the pointy edge of the beer bottle.

His emotions were in turmoil: his blood was boiling with rage, but fear was also preventing him from launching forward to strike the heartless mugger. A cold sweat dripped from his forehead, despite being in full-blown autumn he was sweating bullets. He was in a state of complete panic because he couldn't afford to lose you a second time; after all, you mean so much to him more than how much he shows it to you.

The tension that was growing in the air was cut off by the crazed old man himself.

"Hey, now, will ya look at that!" He exclaimed in surprise. "You two have grown since the last time I saw ya!"

Alfred narrowed his eyes and glowered even more as the mugger laughed maniacally.

What is he talking about? You thought in confusion and looked at your brother. We've never met him before, right... Alfred?

"Especially, you," his words caught your attention and you craned your neck to peek at him and immediately regretted it. "Ya've grown into such a beautie~"

The way he leaned his head slightly and creepily stared at you terrified you to no end that you were barely able to stand due to your trembling legs.

Th-this is a nightmare... You cried in your mind.

Meanwhile, the scene that was unfolding before Alfred made him extremely furious. He was gritting his teeth in anger and clenched his fists so hard his knuckles were turning white, all the while he tried to come up with a solution and fast before anything horrible happens to you.