"Whore?" Soviet asked looking at Germany up and down. Germany gave him a 'fuck you' look.Soviet chuckled and looked back at Reich. "Why is he a whore?"
"I caught him-" he glared at Germany and Dechito." Messing around with that little thing right there" Dechito grumbled a response. Reich stared intensely at her. "What did you just say?" He took a step forward twords them.
"Leave Dechito alone" Germany demanded, as he stood in front of her. Soviet watched in amusement and Germany regretted even stopping and thinking once that he was going to help them.
"Like your going to do shit!" He pushed Germany to the side and had, within seconds, put the knife to her throat. The smell of alcohol was sickening and Dechito coughed at the smell.
"S-stop! Your..your drunk....you dont want to do this" Dechito pleaded. "I'm-im sorry-" tears rolled down her face rapidly.
"Tell....me...what....you...said" He hissed as he moved the knife down to one of her legs. He made sure she wasn't able to move.Dechito didn't say anything, in which Reich pressed the knife down a little in her leg. A slight scream came out from her mouth along with a small trickle of blood. "Tell me now"
"Alright!" She Paused before speaking. "I said your the whore" she continued to cry as she spoke. Reich was silent for a couple of seconds before he slid the knife across her leg, causing a deep cut. Reich stood up spit at her. She hollered out in pain and Rolled over in the grass, holding her injured leg. Germany was frozen with fear. He couldn't move a single inche of his body, as he stared at Dechito, crying, bleeding, hurting. He looked away not being able to bare with it anymore. Reich stood in front of Germany and got in his face. Germany was now able to smell the strong smell of alcohol.
"Germany" Reich said with pure anger and hatred. "I want you to go back to the house....go to your room. And DO NOT LEAVE IT!! Got it?! Because if you do-" Reich put the knife up to Germanys neck. "Your going to join your mother" Germany nodded and held back a army of tears. He hated it when anyone talked about his mother. Every time someone mentioned her memories of when she was alive...happy...not depressed and controlled by Reich, filled Germanys head and he had just wished he spent more time with her.
Reich pushed Germany away and walked over to Soviet. Soviet stared at them again before chuckling and walking away, with Reich next to him. They were talking like nothing had happened...like everything was fine. Like it was such a happy reunion.
Germany Wiped his tears away and looked at Dech and quickly ran to her. He put a arm around her and looked at her leg. It was still bleeding and it was quite deep."I'm so sorry Dech" Germany felt so bad. If he didnt take her to the park none of this would be happening. If he had just let her be she wouldn't be hurt. Dech looked at her wound and screamed again. Germany panicked not knowing what to do.
Red arms suddenly picked Dechito up. Germany looked up and saw it was Russia. Russia looked so beautiful from that angle. He looked like a angel and Germany couldn't help but smile at the sight. Russia finally started to move and was moving fast. Germany immediately snapped out of his state and caught up to him.
Dech saw that the person who was carrying her was Russia and she immediately looked around for Germany. "Germany!!!" She hollered in panic and fear of losing him. Germany appeared behind Russia and smiled worriedly at her.
"Your going to be okay" Dech smiled a little back at him and closed her eyes, happy to know he was okay.
Russia glanced at Germany as he walk/ran next to him."what are you going to tell the doctors?" Russia asked, breaking the silence, not including Dech's sobs. Germany didn't look at him and was silent like he was thinking."well?"
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Love, Hatred, Anger
FanfictionDechito, a small, cute and sweet country, has been living with Germany since they were 3 years old. They were the closest friends can get. Dechito thought she had Germany all to herself. She loved him ever since they locked eyes and just couldn't st...