Let Me Go! [Kidnapped! Hetalia x OC]

~CHAPTER 6 || Perimeter ~

Let Me Go

 A little filer chapter <3 I know I updated on a Friday, but that's just 'cause I have orchestra practice tomorrow and I thought it would be for the best. :P Thing is, you can actually skip this chapter 'cause this chapter here is to just give a few highlights on the area this story is happening in. A filer chapter, remember?

Chapter 6

/-/Katie's POV /-/

Why don't I make a map of the entire mansion?

‘That should help me maneuver around the house a lot easier…’ A small smile crept onto my face and I found myself fiddling my pencil around and going over the map idea.

But what help would that do other than for me to help walk around this enormous building?

The question repeated itself in my head as I debated if making a map of the mansion would be worth the time and energy it would cost. In the end, I decided that making a map could help finding my way through this house. Yeah…That could be my first step to getting out of this mansion – knowing and memorizing the place from left-to-right. It’s official! Tomorrow, my quest is to try to draw an entire, detailed map of this place!

Feeling content with the little plan I constructed, I jumped into bed and snuggled the pillow beside me. I felt inner peace within me the moment my head rested on the soft pillow. All my worries, all my concerns, all my fear, they’re all nonexistent, fake…

Gone.                                                                                          

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I woke up to the loud ding of the grandfather clock signaling me that it’s 9:30 AM. Breakfast. Sluggishly, I sat up and began adjusting my eyes to the sunlight that was entering through the open windows.

“Funny, I swear I closed them last night…” I whispered to myself as I stood up to close them. Without another word, I began finger-combing my hair and trying my best to tame my untidy mane that had strands sticking out of every direction possible. After a furious battle with my hair, I was just about to go to the closet and change, but I realized that I didn’t have any clothes here.

Wait…where was I again?

How did I get here?

Questions filled my mind as I tried to recall what happened yesterday and how I got into this beautiful room?

All the answers came in like a wrecking ball the moment a blond man with a peculiar cowlick opened the door, instructing me that it was time for breakfast.

 “Good morning, dudette! It’s time for breakfast!” He told me as he went inside my room, smiling at my petrified and confused figure. Before I was able to answer his question, he quickly opened my closet and began pulling out various articles of clothing. “Since you don’t really have anything to wear because we, you know, ugh…” He lost his voice for a second, causing me to continuously blink.

 I was genuinely befuddled; who was this guy? Does he know where I am? Why does he look familiar? How does he know me and why is he talking to me as if we’re buds or something?