Hellhole to Hetalia Heaven [ADOPTED BY @pastalover11]

Chapter 11~

Another OOC France moment. :( Bear with me here, because it will all be explained...

Also, it's kinda graphic, but there isn't any full-blown rape... It's over in about 6 or 7 paragraphs...
I put a note in when it's over, so if you want to skip over it, just go to where you next see bold/italicized type.

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After the guys finally realized that they couldn't defeat me in any of the Halo games or Minecraft, they kicked me out to get snack and refreshments. I was still laughing meniacally as I headed into the kitchen.

Just before I reach the fridge, I feel myself pushed to the ground. When my head hits the tiled floor, I black out. About a mintue later I come to, only to realize the tank top I had been wearing is gone, though my bra was thankfully still in place. Through my fuzzy vision, I could just make out a head of long blond hair leaning over my stomach. The person seemed to be straddling me, fully clothed. There was a weird tingling feeling scattered across my stomach. When my eyesight finally cleared, I could only see red marks and what must be hickies.

A husky male voice said something, though I didn't pay attention to what. I only recognized that the voice belonged to Francis. "Get off of me." I told him, but it must have been too quiet to sound firm.

Francis lifted his head to look at me, his eyes wide but clouded and unseeing. He leaned over me so his face was almost against mine. I glare at him, trying to hid my fear. "No, I told you to get off-" I try to tell him, but he interrupts.

His lips lock around my lower lip, not even what could be considered a kiss. As soon as I get over my shock, I instantly grow enraged. I knee him in his groin, causing him to crumple. I shove him offof my, and slap him across the face for good measure. I run straight up to my room, yelling at him over my shoulder. "You fucking bastard!"

Semi-rape is over, for those of you who skipped over it ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

I bound up the stairs in a mad dash, then slam the bedroom door. I collapse onto my bed,  tremling everywhere. I hear the concerned shouts of Vlad, Mathais, Lukas, Tino, and even Berwald and Matthew. Ignoring them, I crawl to the far corner of my bed as tears begin to stream down my face.

"Zera?" A somewhat feline voice asked from across the room. "What happened?"

Looking up as much as my currently traumatized state wanted to, I see it's just Emil. I shake my head rapidly, not wanting to explain as fresh sobs rack my body.

Emil quickly walks over, and jumps onto my bed next to me. Whe he sees me shrink away slightly, he sighs.

"Zera, if you don't tell someone what happened, then no one can help."

I take a deep, steadying breath. "Get the others. I don't want to say this more than once. And don't let Francis come near me." I whisper. He nods, and turns to leave.

Just as he reaches the door, someones gently knocks and opens it. I look up in fear, but see only the guys and cats I had asked Emil to get.

Taking one look at me, they all hurry over while Emil shuts the door behind them. The cats jump up to sit at the end of the bed while Vlad and Matthew come to sit next to me. I instinctively cringe away from them, nervous at their rapid approach. The way I'm curled up away from them, I know they can't see the marks decorating my torso.

"Zera," Vlad whispers, hesitantly reaching out to rest his hand comfortingly on my shoulder. "What happened?"

I don't answer, only continue sobbing. Matthew also reaches foward, brushing my hair away so they can see my face. "We need to know what happened so we can help." He smiles encouragingly at me.