GermanyXFemale!Reader (Chapter 3) On the way to the corner, you made a mental list of what you still needed to clean when you got home.More Like This
“Let’s see, there was dusting the downstairs, cleaning the kitchen in general and all of the upstairs.” you thought.
Hopefully, if you finished that, you could paint tomorrow. You definitely wanted to finish as much as you could, your free time was dwindling with work starting on Monday.
You made it to the corner, but Italy wasn’t there yet. You sat down on the sun warmed pavement. It was comfortably warm, probably in the mid 70’s. Yes, you could get used to spring in Italy quite well.
Colorful people walked past you, laughing and having a good time. Others were grump that they got ripped off or they got a terrible deal.
Vati!Germany x Child!Reader - night terrorsMore Like This
Your kindergarten class ended and the school bus was dropping you off at the bus stop. You politely thanked the driver, started walking home, you knew that was only a block away. You finally arrived at your house. But from the outside the front door, you could hear a pained scream. Gasping, you yank the door open. As you were running in the hallway to the main room, you heard another tormented scream…
And then it was silent.
You found your father laying on the floor. His usual slick, blond hairstyle was disheveled, and he had many cuts and bruises; blood staining his clothes. Next to him was his brother in the same horrible condition. His silver hair was also unkempt, cuts blemishing his pale, delicate skin. A stream of blood flowed from his open mouth. You started to cry at the sight. You never wanted to see your daddy or uncle hurt in any way; because you loved them so much.
You helplessly watched them, realizing that the two of them had their eyes closed and it didn’t lo