A Vietnam-Centerfic
This is my first fanfic. Be nice to me, okay?
Takes place during this time period, everyone is living in America, cause I live here too. It's a public school, no uniforms are required. School is high school. Grade is the second year of high school, sophomore, right? Okay, got that out of the way.
Based off of my abuse I had suffered when I was little. Yes, part of this fanfiction is a true story of what happened to me.
Warning: Language, child abuse, severe angst, breakdown involved, severe beating, emotional and physical abuse on a poor teenage girl, losing faith, etc.
Pairings: Slight ThaixViet, KoreaxViet, ChinaxViet, JapanxViet, AmericaxViet, and EnglandxViet. Others are slight KoreaxHong Kong, JapanxTaiwan, AustriaxHungary, PrussiaxHungary. Possible other small pairs too.
Chapters- Possibly multi-chapter, maybe a couple? Depends if you guys review and tell me if you guys like this.
Genre: Family Drama, Angst, minimal romance, possible tragedy?
Disclaimer: I only own a few OC's that will not appear much, maybe just a few scenes, but that's it. I also only own my story, and some human names for some of the Hetalia characters. Characters belong to Hidekaz Himaruya.
Names for some characters:
Vietnam-Thao Nguyen
Thailand- Kiet
Hong Kong- Shao
Taiwan- Mei
Mongolia- Chuluun
Tibet- Anil
OC!Singapore-Kenny Lim (twin brother)
OC!Singapore- LiLi Lim (twin sister)
OC!Philippines- Aimee
Let's start, shall we? Poor Vietnam, I'm abusing her in this story. And I'm very sorry about my Vietnamese in this, I'm using Dictionary Translator for this.
First chapter is in Vietnam's POV. Rest of the chapters are in third person.
Enjoy please. Again, this is my first fanfic, so be nice to me...
"Con bitch!"
Another punch to the face.
Another punch to the chest.
"Tại sao con không bao giờ lắng nghe?"
Another kick to the stomach.
Another slap to the face.
Why can't he just shut up?
"Con mang bia sai và sữa sai! Con không thể nghe hướng dẫn đơn giản?"
Another kick to the face.
Another punch to the face.
Another slap to the face.
Another spit aimed at the face.
Another pinch to the face.
Another backhand to the face.
God, it hurts so much.
"Những loại con gái là con?"
Why can't you shut up?
Stop hurting me!
Stop hitting your only daughter!
Please leave me alone you bastard!
"Con sẽ chết!"
You really should shut up, old man.
I don't even call you "ba," anymore, bastard.
I hate you.
You should deserve to die, not me, you drunken asshole.
Burn in hell.
If I die, I want to join mẹ in heaven. No way am I ever going to die with you.
"Con vô ơn bitch!"
Stop calling me that.
I hate it.
Just stop, really.
Just shut the fuck up.
You bastard father.
Look, another slap to my already red, bruised face.
Another punch to my swollen stomach.
Another kick to my bruised leg.
Can't you just stop?
"Tôi ghét con!"
Yeah, I hate you too, old man.
Why can't you just send me away? At least to some foster home.
I could live with Yao, I don't get along well with him, but hell, he treats me like his sibling.
It's like I'm his family for Buddha's sake.
"Tại sao con không chết chưa?"
Why aren't I dead yet?
Why aren't you dead yet?
You seriously want to kill you only daughter right now?
Bring it old man.
What do you got? You just beat me up and I have almost no strength left.
Hey floor, looks like I'm sleeping with you and the dust bunnies again.
Buddha, if you watching up there, why aren't you helping me?
You know I've been praying for you to stop this since I was 3.
I prayed to God too, because I didn't want to depend on you all the time.
Unfortunately, God isn't helping me, so I'm asking you.
Please.
"Đi đến địa ngục!"
You go to hell.
I'm going up to heaven with my mother.
But stop beating me!
I do not want to die at the age of 16.
"Chết!"
You die too, old man.
Lookie here, another punch to my face.
And the final round, another kick to my head.
And I'm out like a bird.
Goodnight.
Well, how do you guys like it? This is my first Hetalia fanfiction. Please review! It's my fuel and will keep me going! No flames please.
Translations:
Con bitch-You bitch!
Tại sao con không bao giờ lắng nghe?- Why don't you ever listen?
Con mang bia sai và sữa sai! Con không thể nghe hướng dẫn đơn giản?- You brought the wrong beer and milk! Can't you listen to simple directions?
Những loại con gái là con?-What kind of daughter are you?
Con sẽ chết- You should die!
ba- dad
mẹ- mom
Con vô ơn bitch- You ungrateful bitch!
Tôi ghét con-I hate you!
Tại sao con không chết chưa?-Why are you not dead yet?
Đi đến địa ngục!- Go to hell!
Chết- Die
