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Bully!Prussia X Bullied!Reader: Forgotten CH 7
(A/N): Bit of a warning, this chapter contains attempted suicide. Just letting you guys know...o-o

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You lie on top of your bed with your hands resting at your sides, staring up at the ceiling as tears continuously fell from your eyes. Earlier in the school day, you had had been discovered sitting bruised and slightly bloodstained against the lockers by one of the teachers, and you had to be carried in their arms to the nurse’s office. When asked by them whether somebody had brutally hurt you, you replied with a nod, too tired to speak. However, you refrained from mentioning the person’s actual name for fear of the threat that
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        Some time far past midnight, you woke from your sound sleep. With the reason you had woken up a mystery, you snuggled back into bed and tried once more to rest. A cool breeze from the open window swept through the room, bringing with it all the smells of the night. Just as you began to drift, you heard a noise. “Who's there?” There was no moon tonight, making your room pitch black. Afraid that the intruder wasn't just an animal, you began throwing everything on your bed in the direction of the noise.

“Ouch. Hey be careful, it's only me. Stop throwing stuff.” A bright blue light appeared from nowhere, showing t
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Gilbert had just walked out of the store, casually holding a pizza box in both hands that contained a few slices inside. But it wasn't two seconds that passed after he had opened the door to the store and walked outside that something heavy had fallen into his arms. He had been so surprised by the sudden occurrence that his balance had been lost and he had fallen backwards. He was confused on what had happened throughout the past couple of minutes until he looked up and saw you directly staring at him. And it wasn't until you had ran away after kicking him brutally in the stomach that he realized what had actually happened.

You had jumped fr
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No one would love me
If they knew all the things I hide
My words fall to the floor
As tears drip through the telephone

You woke to the sound of your phone ringing. Eyes too tired to open, you felt the top of your nightstand for the phone, grabbing it eventually. You flipped open your phone and pressed it to your ear, letting out a tired “Hello.”
“Hey, _______!” You heard a familiar cheerful voice.
Your eyes shot open, “Oh, hey Alfred. Why’re you calling so early in the morning?”
Alfred chuckled, “It’s almost noon, _______. And I was wondering if you wanted to go to the beach. The wea
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        “Man those stupid conferences get longer every time we have one. Don't they understand I'm too awesome to be stuck in a room that long? Why can't Britain and America just keep their fights to themselves?” As you cleaned up the mess from the earlier conference, you overheard Prussia complaining to himself. Not wanting him to know you were eavesdropping, you said nothing and continued on with your work. “I could really use a drink.” Prussia looked around, sneezed and walked over to you. “Hey, do you want to get a drink?”

“M-me?” You looked to see if there was someone behind you that he co
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"And tonight's weather forecast is a high chance of a rather large snowstorm later during the evening along with extremely strong winds reaching up to 100 km/h and..."

The news anchor's voice echoed from the living room while you were in the kitchen, cleaning the dishes.

After hearing his last sentence, your entire attention was now fully on him.

"...we suggest you stay indoors from now on, considering the dangerous temperature outside. Accidents will be easy to get in a climate like the one we're going to be experiencing tonight. Already 7 major accidents have occurred on the East highway..."

You dropped the plate you were cleaning into
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“La~la~ It would be great to have a pet! Like a fuzzy kitty or something! Or maybe a dragon!”
(To be honest you’ve always been a little strange...)
You are thinking about riding your awesome dragon over a fantasy battlefield dressed as a warrior maiden in full-body armor when a strange little shop catches your eye.
“I haven’t seen that store before....” you think, “It must be new!”
The sign says: “Belladonna Pet Shop”. It looks sort of dark inside, but the sign says the shop is open.
“Hmm... curiouser and
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"You ready, (Name)?"

"Damn right." Replied the (h/c) female. "3...2...1."

She started off with some light strums on her (fav/color) electric guitar, then they quickly transformed into the song that (Name) and her band were going to perform at the Battle of the Bands at the end of the week.

(Name) was the lead singer and one of the guitarists of her band, (BandName). Along with her, Mathias Køhler on second guitar, Lukas Bondevik on bass, Emil Steilsson on keyboard, Tino Väinämöinen on backup bass, and Berwald Oxenstierna on drums. The six of them were a pretty damn good in a band. It would have to take a lot of work i
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These words will be always in your mind. Those spoken syllables belonged to no other than your boyfriend Gilbert, who was just like you a Hetalian. Surprising fact is, that he and the character Preußen were like twins; looked like the same, acted like the same and so on and so forth.
The first time you laid your eye on him you thought that he was just a very fucking damn good cosplayer but it turned out that he was just a random albino who loved Hetalia as much as you did.

Life and its surprises, huh?

But when you compared those two you always saw how different Gilbert was:
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     You couldn’t stand the way the people were treating the community park. It used to be so common for one to see a brightly colored hummingbird dancing across the flowers or a squirrel dodging out of a tree to give a curious look at the passerby.
    Now the public area was filled with a gloomy atmosphere which probably had something to do with the trash littering the grass and the withering flowers framed with dominating weeds. This park existed ever since you could remember. When anything extremely celebration-worthy happened, this park was the first place you and your friends went to. Likewise, when you needed to clear your thoug
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       You stepped through door number six and into a very messy art studio.

You looked around to see where exactly you were when you heard soft snoring from somewhere in the studio.

You traveled through the paint and canvas covered flat looking for the source of the noise, but on the way you surveyed all the beautiful paintings and admired all the wondrous paintings that seemed to line the floors.

You followed the sound to a desk that was covered in paint and artist tools where there you found a very attractive sleeping male with an odd curl sticking out of his head.

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(Name) sat alone in the middle of a field of sunflowers. It was break time and instead of hanging around with all the other workers she preferred sitting alone.
Well... even thought at the moment she did look a lot like a boy. She's shoved on a large hat to keep her hair invisible and wore a large coat. Overall, she didn't look much like a girl. Except maybe her face which she usually kept hidden. Even though today it was very warm and sunny, she had no choice but to stay hidden.
The job she worked in was a 'men only' so she had been forced to change how she looked. It was lead by a man named Ivan Braginski. Most of the time (Name) preferred to avoid the man in-case he figured something out.
There was a sound behind name. She glanced back, at the same time shoving her hat lower over her face. It was Ivan. Her boss.
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“Ms. _______________?”

“Yes?”

“You fellow co-workers are at the bar again. The bar manager called.”

“GREAT! Now I have to pick up those idiots again.” You said as you grabbed your house keys. “Thanks for informing me.” You said as you left out of your mansion.

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Jeremie was never one that was truly able to take compliments well, and he'd always stuttered and stumbled around giving them to those he cared deeply about. And now stood a beautiful pink-haired beauty in front of him; he needed to tell her how magnificent she looked before he combusted.

Aelita stood before him in her sparkly, strapless, pink homecoming dress, which hugged her curves beautifully and fell beautifully to just above her knees. Jeremie had agreed earlier that week to take her to her first high school dance. Now she stood watching him.

Jeremie himself was conscious of the dumbstruck expression on his blushing face, but he couldn't do anything about it to the best of his ability. Aelita watched him carefully, then giggled.

Jeremie took a deep breath before sputtering, "You look… wow."

Aelita blushed and smiled in thanks.

"You clean up well too," she returned his compliment. "Shall we go?" she asked, offering him her hand. Jeremie smiled, finally starting to relax. He was still nervous, but something about Aelita's presence made everything alright...

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Jerlita week 2010, day five, compliment.
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~SouthernWriter2 Dec 2, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
You really have a great ability to add feeling and personality to your fan fiction. As a teenager right now, I've felt a lot of the things Jeremy's going through right now. Of course, I've never been lucky enough to take a girl to a Homecoming Dance, but still. Great job.
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:giggle: Why thank you. I try. Hahaha
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