Come little Polska

🇵🇱.:|Chapter 5 - Whispers|:.🇵🇱

.:|TW - Blood|:.

Reich was cleaning the kitchen bench after he had just made lunch. Poland had come down to eat for once. Reich made hot piegroi and toast with scrambled eggs for Poland while he just ate a sandwich.
"Do you like them? I followed an online recipe so they might be different." Reich said, drying the bench.
"They're fine... I suppose..." Poland muttered, swinging his legs on the stool.

Reich smiled softly, he didn't hate the food. Poland looked over to his bag on the hook, it still seemed untouched. If he could just text Germany or Ukraine he might be able to escape.
"What is the plan for today Polen? You can't just mope in your room all the time." Reich says, hanging the cloth up.
"Umm... I haven't really... thought about it yet..." Poland muttered, clearly not wanting to talk with the other. Reich didn't seem to get the hint.

"We could start a puzzle, I bought a couple to keep busy on the slow days." Reich says, his eyes staring at Poland. Poland shifted slightly on the stool, he knew he needed to get his phone but Reich wouldn't let him out of his sight.
"Sure... I suppose we could..." Poland replied, trying to think of a plan. Reich smiled and moved over to the coffee table. Poland followed him quietly and sat down at one end. Reich opened the box and started sorting the edge pieces out.
"Why are you here...?" Poland whispered softly.

Reich looked up at him with an angered look. Poland bit his bottom lip, he shouldn't have said anything. Poland started putting the left side of the border together, the picture was of Warsaw, Poland's capital. Reich said nothing but continued sorting the pieces out. His mind was divided between letting the comment go or punishing the poor country again. He eventually let it go as their relationship was on thin ice.
"Do you recognise the picture?" Reich said, connecting the top pieces of the border together quickly.

"It's the Mermaid statute in my capital... of course I recognise it." Poland muttered, still scared about the consequences of his last comment.
"I think it's gorgeous, you always had the prettiest statutes." Reich said his eyes trailing Poland's figure. His mind shivered at all the things he could do the the country but he must wait for the perfect moment or otherwise its useless. Reich often saw Poland bleeding and defeated, but he needed permission for it to feel satisfying.
"Uh- I-... thanks?" Poland felt uncomfortable, Reich just stared at him.

The two sat in silence for some time after the brief conversation. The borders were done and now the pair were just filling in the rest. Poland's mind wondered and imagined what would happen to him once he was free. Would he move in with one of the others? He certainly wasn't staying here anymore. Canada was a good friend of his, maybe he could roommate with him?
"What are you thinking about?" Reich said as Poland's face focused on more then just the puzzle.
"Oh... I was just... thinking about Canada..." Poland muttered back.

Reich sighed and tried to calm himself. He wasn't on Poland's mind? He had been holding him captive for some time now and he was thinking about Canada? Reich gripped one of the pieces in his hand so tightly it bent in half. Poland looked up at him in shock.
"Is something... wrong...?" Poland asked, he wasn't entirely sure why Reich had done that. Reich stared at the smaller male, is eyes interlocking with the other.
"Why were you thinking about Canada?" Reich asked, his voice grim and heavy.

Poland sat there quietly as he wasn't sure how to answer. Reich waited for a reply impatiently, after a moment of silence he slammed his fist on the table. His eyes flickering a vibrant red.
"Tell. Me. Now. Polen." Reich said, starting to loose his temper.
"I was just thinking about what it would be like to live with him- j-just stuff like that-" Poland replied, his voice shaky and scared. Reich balled his fists tighter, he only saw red. Reich grabbed Poland and dragged him into the hallway.

"What- What are you doing-? S-Stop-!" Poland yelled, trying his best to fight back. Poland kicked Reich in the shin which freed his shirt from Reich's hand. Reich growled lowly before tackling Poland to the ground.
"Polen~ you make me see red." Reich whispered gently in Poland's ear before removing Poland's shirt with scissors. Reich stared for some time at the open torso, Poland's arms pinned above his head.
"Please... please don't do- whatever you are wanting to- I- I'm sorry-" Poland sobbed.

Reich stared at the country, ignoring his protests. Poland had a feminine body for the most part, he had the hourglass shape torso and hips. Reich gently ran his hand along Poland's stomach, his cold fingers making the other shiver.
"Polen, I want your mind to be focused on me. Not Canada. Not Austria and definitely not on escaping." Reich calmly said, still pinning the others hands. Poland stayed silent as he tried to calm himself.
"Answer me." Reich says, his anger rerising.
"I- okay-! J-Just you..." Poland mutters scared for his life.

Reich sighs, he doesn't feel satisfied with that crappy answer. He opens the scissors so the blade is out.
"I think you still don't understand." Reich says, grabbing rope from the cupboard he ties Poland's hands together.
"Perhaps... a reminder is needed?" Reich says to himself. Poland sobs softly, terrified of him.
"I promised myself I wouldn't hurt you but I can't ignore bad behaviour."

Reich lent down and gently kissed Poland's lips, his left hand smoothing out Poland's stomach. His right hand still holding the scissor blade presses down on the stomach as well. This making a shallow cut into his stomach. Poland screams into the kiss as pain erupts through him. Reich keeps him still and continues to cut along the stomach, certain lines joining together while others stand alone.
"I'm nearly done~ halfway to go!" Reich says, breaking the kiss. Poland screams louder as tears stream from his eyes.

"STOP- OH GOD- PLEASE!" Poland yells, his eyes tightly closed and his hands balled into fists. Reich smiles at the site, it just does something to him. His mind just taking in Poland's beauty.
"We are done Polen, you can stop screaming now..." Reich says, his vision and eyes changing back to their original ways. Poland curled his body up on the floor in the hallway once Reich got off. His hands were still tied up but they weren't above his head anymore. Blood pooled slightly under him. The cuts would bleed but not enough to kill the country.

"Polen. You focus on me only. Because you are mein. Now do you understand?" Reich said, looking at his handy work. In caps the words 'PROPERTY OF GERMANY' were carved in. Poland had passed out a bit ago so he could no longer answer. Reich cleaned the scissors and took Poland to the bathroom. He cleaned and dressed the wounds, but added a few shakes of salt to the bandages. Reich wanted Poland to feel the pain after he wakes up. He wanted Poland to learn.

Reich carried Poland up to his room and tucked the boy into bed. He knew the cuts would scar up, so it's not like Poland would forget.
"I love you Polen, don't you forget that." Reich says before turning the light off. He closed the door completely and locked it from the outside, he didn't want Poland running off somewhere. Reich went back downstairs to the hallway and started cleaning the blood from the carpet hoping it wouldn't stain. It was a long process but after an hour the blood was completely gone.

He then called Germany off of his phone, hoping he would pick up. After three rings Germany answered.
"Hallo! Germany speaking-" there was a sudden moan from someone else in the background. "AMERICA!! Stop!" Germany yelled before another boy replies with a 'sorry'.
"Sorry about my friend, Germany speaking!" Germany finally got out.
"Guten Tag Deutschland, wie geht's? (Hello Germany, how are you?)" Reich replied.

"Oh! Hallo Großvater, (hello grandfather) sorry about a second ago..." Germany replied, an 'oh shit sorry dude-' could be heard in the background.
"Things happen Deutschland, tell America hallo for me. Anyways, I was calling to ask if you got around to seeing Third?" Reich said, opening his computer to check his emails.
"Ja, er ist gut. (Yes, he is good). Is that all?" Germany replied, two chanting voices in the background now.
"Where are you Deutschland, it's loud." Reich says, his eyes scanning a sale for an online grocery store.

"Oh, Amerika und Österreich spielen die Wii (America and Austria are playing the Wii). One moment-" Germany tries to block the sound from the phone. "Oi! Shut up- I'm on the phone!" Germany yells.
"Sorry." They both mutter. Reich holds a chuckle.
"Okay, benahm er sich komisch für dich? (Was he acting weird to you?)" Reich asks, worried for his son's mental health.
"Hmmmm... nein (no) but I wasn't there long, only until lunch." Germany replies.

"Danke Enkel (thank you grandson), you be safe. I'll chat with you at a better time." Reich says, getting ready to hang up.
"Mm! Auf Wiedersehen Großvater (goodbye grandfather)." Germany says before hanging up and turning to America and Austria.
"I can't believe you two idiots!" Germany says.
"You know you love us Deutschland-" Austria teases. America laughs while trying to beat Austria at just dance 2019. Germany let's out a painful groan, he loved his grandfather but sometimes he was embarrassing.

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