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1P vs 2P: America (America x Reader) Pt 2

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    [Alfred’s POV]


    I hated that I had to leave ______ in this hospital all night by herself. I walked out the hospital doors and reached for my pockets finding I forgot my keys in her room. “Just gives me an excuse to see her again.” I smile as I walked back in making my way to her room.

    “Hey sorry I forgot my…” I opened her door finding an empty bed. I walked over to the bed seeing my jacket lying in the bed where she was just moments ago. “______?” I scratched the back of my head. I turned seeing a nurse walking by the room. “Excuse me?” I caught her attention. “Where did ______  ______ get moved to?” I knew she wasn’t in any state to move on her own.

    “Miss ______?” The nurse said as she looked behind me to the empty bed. “Um… hold on a second.” She put a smile on her face but I could tell it was a cover up her lack of knowledge. I raced down the hall looking for anyone who could tell me anything.

    I found a couple other nurse but they had nothing useful to me until one asked me. “Do you have a brother that’s a doctor here?”

    “N..” I started but looked at her. “Does he look just like me but with reddish brown hair and tan skin?” I asked as she nodded. “Yeah that’s my bro.” I played it out. “I’m looking for him. Have you seen him around?”

    “Yeah he was taking a body bag down to the morgue. Which is weird seeing we have people that do that but he wanted to take her himself.  Poor girl he said she was beaten to death by her boyfriend.” She shook her head as my heart sunk.

    “Do me a favor and call the cops to the morgue.” I ran as fast as I could down the hall and pressed the button for the elevator but I didn’t wait for it. I flew down the stairs as fast as I could.

    ‘Please ______. Don’t let him win.’


    [Reader’s POV]


    You’re (e/c) eyes opened as you were lying on a cold metal table. You groaned as you sat up looking around.

    “About fucking time.” You heard turning your head to see the man that kidnapped you. “You were out for longer than I thought you would be.”

    “What do you want?” You asked looking at him.

    He smirked. “Your blood all over this fucking room. Cause of it. This bat,” He held up the bat with the nails in it. “going against that pretty head of yours.” He laughed as he took a swing and you rolled off the table dodging it. You got up to run as you felt yourself being pulled back by your hospital gown as the guy slammed you into the metal doors looking at you.

    “See best thing is I can do whatever I feel like doing and when you’re dead I put you in on of these things,” He pulled out a sliding table.” And put you inside shut the door and no one is the wiser.” He smirked as he lifted the bat in the air to strike you as the fear grew in your eyes. You saw the bat start to come down before a hand stopped it. The guy pinning you to the wall turned as another fist hit him sending him to the ground. You looked up to see Alfred standing there looking down at the man.

    “Alfred!” You happily screamed as you ran into his arms hugging him.

    “I told you I’m your hero.” He hugged you back. “Did he hurt you?”

    “Nothing serious just slammed me into the wall.” You told him shaking your head.

    “Son of a bitch!” You head turned seeing the guy stand up. “I’m not fucking around with you.” He took his bat swinging as Alfred dodged holding you down protecting you from the swings.

    “Stay down.” He told you as he held his hand up blocking another swing as he started to fight the guy. You did as you were told as you saw punches and swings being thrown. You ducked as the guy’s sunglasses were thrown before you looked up seeing Alfred getting tossed to a wall falling to the floor.

    “Now for this bitch.” You looked up to see the red eyes of your attacker. “I should have killed you on the spot at the beach.” He said walking towards you as you inched away. “I’m go to fuck you up!” He held his bat over his head before he felt the force of Alfred tackling his to the ground.

    “Not on my watch.” He told him and without warning Alfred slammed his head to the wall knocking him out. He tired his hands behind him with some zip ties he found to keep him until the cops showed up. Alfred turned to you as tears fell from your (e/c) eyes. “Babe.” He said as you ran up and hugged him crying.

    “You’re hurt…” You sobbed into his chest. “You’re a bloody mess.”

    “Hey it’s ok, (nickname). I’m fine. I’m just glad you weren’t hurt.” He hugged you as the doors opened and two cops came in and your heart felt like it was lifted that this nightmare was over.

    You gave you statement to the police as your attacker sat in the back of the cop car handcuffed.

    “So this is the man that attacked you at the pier?” the cop asked as you nodded. You felt Alfred’s arm tighten around your shoulders as you gripped onto his bomber’s jacket. You looked passed the cop seeing the man sitting in the back as he laid down in the seat.

    “And he posed as a doctor and gassed you then took you to the morgue where he threaten to kill you.”

    “Yes.” you simply said looking back to the car but this time seeing a pair of cuffs sitting on the top of the trunk that you didn’t see before. You slowly walked over just enough to look into the back seat as you saw it was empty. You gasped as the officers ran up not seeing him. You turned hiding your face in Alfred’s chest as he held you tight seeing the empty seat as the officers called for backup.


    The End…for now
Well here is pt 2 of the 1P vs 2P: America. I hope you enjoy it ^^

Up next get ready for 1P vs 2P: France :iconfrancisbonnefoyplz:

Hetalia: doesn't belong to me
You: belong to :iconamericanheroplz:


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