Let Me Go! [Kidnapped! Hetalia x OC]

~CHAPTER 2 || Pulled Away From Reality ~

Let me Go

Chapter 2

(If the intro looks cut, it’s because I literally took Chapter 1 and cut it off somewhere to start chapter 2. Same warning applies: Gore and profanity)

        Amelia seemed to be taken back by my actions. She eyed me with pity as Alice simply stared at Anna’s corpse.

 ”YOU LITTLE SHIT, WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO HER!?”  I yelled even louder, grabbing onto Amelia’s ankle and forcefully pulling it towards me.

        Wordlessly, she stared at me with her eyes wide as ever. Instead of straight sentences that portrayed her bravery and cruelty that was previously present, a stream of incoherent words left her lips.

        “I-We-Uh…” She stuttered, shocked at my raging figure. I dropped onto my knees and sobbed loudly while rocking back and forth.

“Fuck you…fuck you…fuck both of you!” I screamed as my throat tightened. My eyes were probably red from crying so much. Amelia looked at me, the mixture of pity and shock was evident on her face.

        “They’re here…” Alice perked up, snapping her head towards the door as Amelia sent a small smirk my way. “Finally…” She murmured. Alice gestured me up. I was reluctant to stand up at first but then I remembered that Nina was still out there. I slapped her hand away as I ran towards the door, thoughts about something bad happening to Nina began flooding into my brain. Please, no…not her…let her be safe for the love of everything!

        “Grab her!” Amelia shouted, but Alice shook her head ‘no’ and immediately placed her hand onto Amelia’s shoulder.

“They’re outside anyway. There’s no point.”

I didn’t give two shits whoever ‘They’ were. What I did give two shits about, though, was Nina’s safety. I immediately opened the door, and in my haste, I accidentally hit someone in the face. “Oh shoot, sorr-“I turned to apologize, but then I saw something that made me stop in my tracks.

        A man with another pair of cerulean eyes looked up at me while he rubbed his forehead. A grin was present on his face as he regained his composure. “It never occurred to me that you could hit that hard.” He slurred. “I suppose it was the door that hit me, but still.” Finishing his statement, he ran a swift hand through his dirty-blond hair, ruining the neat cut it had.

        “Alfred” A man with lighter blond hair placed a hand on Alfred’s shoulder, making him pause for a bit. His turquoise eyes glared at me while Alfred chuckled.

“Alright, alright. Have it your way, Arthur” Alfred snickered as he moved sidewards and raised his hands in mock surrender.

        I then proceeded to slowly back away as the fear in my systems increased.

“So, Alfred-san, what do we do with this?” A man with jet black hair walked towards the two with a bag in his hands. My frown widened as I scanned him from head to toe. I automatically knew who he was - He was my favorite character, Honda Kiku.

I repeat, ‘was’.

I stopped moving for a second as the bag dropped elegantly from his hands. The contents of the bag scattered all over the floor.

        I covered my mouth with my hands in hopes to suppress my scream. But it was all in vain when Nina’s mutilated corpse came into crystal clear view. Her arms and legs were bent in awkward positions while her head was covered in scars and wounds. It was as if I ran out of tears, because I just stood there, horrified at the image I was being presented with.

        I tried averting my eyes elsewhere. It appears as if no one else can see us, since the people just walked away looking unbothered.

"What did you do…?" I mustered up all my courage in order to even open my mouth. The words came out like a whisper, fading into the air as if it was nonexistent.

But I know they heard it.

And I knew that they heard it loud and clear. I tried searching their faces for any sign of emotion from any of them, but there was none.

Actually to clarify, I was searching for any sign of remorse in their faces, but all I saw was a smirk on Alfred’s, a disgusted and unmoving frown was all I got from Arthur, and a very well-done poker face was Kiku’s presentation to me. My adrenaline increased as Arthur opened his mouth to reply to my question. A blank “What had to be done” escaped his mouth.

         I gazed at him in complete horror as Alfred’s smirk Increased its length. “Now tha-” He started, but stopped abruptly. All the fury and courage I had to face these guys were all gone and had faded away into a void of nothingness. ‘Run, run, run. Run far away and get away from these crazy shits.’ the thought repeated in my head, and I took the awkward silence as an opportunity to go for it.

        I swiftly turned around and began running away.

"Kiku!" 

I kept running, pushing away anyone who was in my path. I didn’t care if I was being rude, or being impolite; all I cared about was not getting caught by whoever was chasing me. I made my way out of the subway and into the busy city of New York.

I turned left and just prayed to the God above me that I lost him. I looked over my shoulder and saw that Kiku was still chasing me. If this was fantasy and they, you know, didn’t horribly murder my friends, I would’ve stopped in my tracks and ran into his arms.

        But this wasn’t ‘one of my fantasies’. I couldn’t care less if he, or they rather, were cosplayers or the ‘real thing’. All I care about is getting away, very far away, from this little fuck. My heart was pounding in my chest as I felt my legs run slower.

"Not now, not now!" I huffed as I glanced behind me - He was keeping a steady pace while I on the other hand, am very close to walking. I glanced in front of me and saw a large crowd up ahead. I gulped hard as I began squeezing myself through a large crowd of sweating and smelly people. I found myself mumbling "Excuse me"s and "Pardon"s under my breath as the people swore at me. I was looking behind me more frequently because I had a feeling that he’ll suddenly grab me from behind.

        The moment I got out of the crowd, I quickly began sprinting away. This time, I decided not to look behind me and just focus on running. Yeah. That’s a good idea…

        I turned around another corner, but to my dismay, it’s a fucking dead end.

Well shit! Think fast, think fast, Robins!

Can I make that jump?

Like, jump over the wall?

No, that’s not possible

…is it?

The universe didn’t give me any more time to think because the moment I turned around, I saw his chocolate-brown eyes glare at me. His face didn’t reveal any sort of emotion, but I could make a guess what his intentions were. I began backing away cautiously, no words escaped my mouth.

Give up or give it your all.

        I sprinted toward the wall and prayed to the God above that I would make it over to the other side in one piece. I placed my hands onto the top of the wall and carried myself up. I saw the other side of the wall and a ray of hope shone itself on me.

But it was all an illusion, because I felt him pull me off the ledge and place a cloth over my mouth.