I had to finally put this up because I got my 12 reviews. Thank you guys. I'm now aiming for another 12 reviews. I know I'm cruel. ANY CHOCOLATE PIE still depressed...so I don't any hetalia characters but the made up ones I own. Today's my cousin birthday yayay so I wish her an awesome one! Anyway please enjoy the crap of a chapter!
Ladies and few male population please enjoy the second chapter of Perfection.
"Why oh why do you have to be such a tease Matthew?" I feel the air leave my throat as the tall man comes closer to me.
"What do you mean ?" I ask nervously. I look at my history teacher with fear and I shake a bit as he lightly rubs his finger against my face. My body gives off the age of a ten year old but I'm really older. My dads always tell me that we're different from other people. That we're representatives of our countries that we born in, but I was told not to tell anyone about it. It's too dangerous for my family and I. I was born on the border along with my twin brother. He was born on the American side while I was born on the Canadian side. So I represent Canada. My cousins Feliciano and Lovino are countries too. Their Italy's representatives but that's not important right now. What's important is that my history teacher from the private academy I go to is trailing his fingers down my spine.
"You're always acting so cute in class. The way you cutely nibble on your pencil when you come pass a difficult question. But the thing that drives me is the fact that you're easy. Very, very easy," he trails off slight as his hand lands on my butt.
"Y-you shouldn't be t-touching me there. My p-parents told me not to let a-a-anyone touch me l-like this," I stutter. He gropes my butt painfully and I let out a cry. He smirks and drags his hand to the front of my body. My breath hitches when he touches my penis through my pants.
"P-please don't t-touch me t-there," I quietly beg. He looks at me with a dark and cruel smile. I feel my heart drop. He was always so nice to me. He made me feel smart, happy, noticed. Why is he doing this to me? Why? I feel tears fall down from my eyes and my begs come out faster and desperate.
"Please I-I'm begging you. P-please stop!" My voice cracks as he pinches my nipple. "Ahh," I cry out in pain. His smile grows wider and he continuously pinches both of my nipples. The tears fall down faster and I begin to panic.
"Help! Help!" I scream out. I open my mouth to cry out again when my face snaps to the side. A loud audible crack fills the room and the echoes bounces off the classroom walls. My cheek immediately radiates heat and searing pain burns from the contact. I feel something warm and sticky begin to fall down my cheek and some of it falls into my open mouth. A metallic taste fills itself onto my taste buds. My heart beats faster and fear rushes through my mind and body. I slowly reach my hand up and touch my face, I wince a little when my hand touches my cheek. My vision blurs and I turn my head towards the man.
"Don't you dare try to call for help little worthless piece of shit," he hisses to me. My mind blanks as I stare into his dark black eyes. He then pins my arms above my head and begins to strip me from my school uniform. His actions doesn't register into my mind until my legs feel a cold breeze. Oh god. I want to call for help but the janitors are the only ones who are in the school and they're on the other end of it too. My brother left for home an hour ago and Feliciano and Lovino had an appointment. Their grandfather picked them up in the middle of third period. I'm all alone. My stomach twist and tears fall faster.
His grip tightens around my hands and I let out a quiet whimper. He chuckles darkly and whips me hard onto a desk. He bends me over so that my stomach is on top of the cool surface and my butt is wide open and screwable. I want to scream but I stop short, scared that he'll hit me again this time not so lightly. Or worst he...OH GOD! OW! OW!
"OWWW! Mmphhh-" my cry is quickly covered by his free hand. Pain uncontrollable, hot, burning mind-splitting pain rushes from my butt up my spine. When did he pull down his pants? Ow the pain, the pain! He groans loudly and bask in the warmth of my butt. Before I can adjust to him he pounds inside of me harder and merciless. He's too big, it hurts too much. My world momentarily darkens but I'm quickly awake when he pushes himself deeper inside of me. I scream into his hand wishing that someone would save me. His speed slowly picks up and he bites into my shoulder. Please stop it hurts! My head begins to pound and it starts to spin. Stop! Stop! Stop! He starts to get frantic and he pounds harder and faster into me. I cum on to the table and he laughs.
"Oh you naughty little boy, your slut of a body enjoys me slamming into you," he says in a crazed voice. I cry and cry as he finally finishes up. I feel cum fill my body in a sickening way and he rides it out. After his breathing calms down he takes himself out of me.
"My dear darling Matthew if you tell anyone what I have done to you don't you dare think I will not kill you,"he says with a dark smile. I turn around and I stare at him and watch as he puts back on his pants. He smiles once more.
"Oh yes make sure you come back on Friday and tell everyone that it's for tutoring. Okay my child?"He tells me. I nod slightly and just like the wind he leaves silently. I push myself off of the desk and cry out in pain. I cripple on to the floor and look in between my leg. Blood and cum leaks down my legs.
"Oh god," I stare. My head spins as my young body throbs with pain. A scream erupts from my tiny chest.
"Mathieu wake up! Mathieu!"
"Matthew lad wake up!"
My eyes shoots open and I sit up on the bed way too fast. I gasp as my world momentarily darkens and I fall backwards back onto the bed.
" Crap world spinning. World is spinning," I groan. I quickly grab a hold of head as if it will stop everything from spinning. I feel someone touch my cheek and a wave of panic courses through my vein. I slap away the hand and hold my shoulders as they shake hysterically.
" Don't touch me you evil manipulative bastard!" I scream. The air in the room grows heavy and I calm down quickly. I look up to see Alfred look at me with confusion and hurt. My throat goes dry and I start to cry like the wuss I am.
"I'm so sorry Alfred, I t-thought you were the person in m-my dream. E-eh," There is that damn annoying verbal tick. Ever since the first time my teacher raped me I developed it. It always happen when I'm nervous or scared and it's annoying as hell. I hiccup and the tears come down faster.
"I-I thought. E-Eh. And y-you were. I-I'm sorry. H-he and Y-you. E-eh, I-I'll just shut up now, eh," I sound like an idiot. I let out a sob and hide back under the covers and my sobs grow louder. Damn you ! Damn you for what you have done to me. For stealing my happiness and security in myself! For making me grow up to fast! I try to get a grip but I can't stop. I close my eyes but his evil smirk pops up behind my eyelids and I let out a panic shriek.
I feel someone lift me up and the sheets fall from around my face. I stare face to face with my papa. My body shakes and I try to escape him but sadly he has a good grip on me.
"Mathieu what was that all about?" He asks me quietly. I look into his eyes and swiftly look away. I feel his eyes burn through me and I shake badly again.
"Francis stop that you're scaring the poor thing," dad says angrily. He reaches out for me but my papa quickly stops him.
"Mon cher I have a bad feeling about this so called bad dream," he tells my dad. I stop shaking and I feel all the blood in my body freeze up. Oh god he might have figure it out. Before I can try to get out of his hands there is a soft knock at the door and a young nurse comes in. She momentarily freezes and a small smile appears on her round face.
"Oh you're awake Mr. Kirkland-Bonnefoy! You have guests," she moves to the side and in comes in the last three people in the world I would want to see. The bully, the abusive ex, and the rapist teacher. Well it seems someone wants me dead. Or to go to hell. I stare at the three and they stare back at me. The nurse then nods and leaves. Does she want me to commit suicide right now in front of my family?
" Matthew we heard about what happened to you and we were really worried," Mr. Smithers lies to me. I stare at him and nod mechanically.
"I'm sorry for worrying you guys e-eh," I stutter. I force myself to calm down but on the inside it feels like all hell is going to break loose soon. The abusive ex speaks to me next.
"We immediately came to check up on you and see if you were alright," Justin tells me. I dig my nails into my skin when they come a little closer to me. I remember that I'm hooked up to the heart monitor so I force myself to not panic. For my safety...
"Since we've been friends since grade seven I had to come over," Mark the bully says with a fake kind smile. I can see the feral look in all their eyes. I look at them and open my mouth but I close it quickly after that. The air is quiet for a couple of seconds then I finally say something. I choose my word very, very carefully.
"Thanks for being concern over me but you really don't have too. Please you don't have too." My throat gets scratchy and I cough harshly into my hand. I shudder a bit and fall backwards into my papa's arms. All energy disappearing from me. I close my eyes for a quick second and open them to see Justin's face too close to comfort in front of me. I let out a little squeak and look at him.
"Don't do that y-you scared me e-eh,"I tell him but on the inside I want to tell to back the fuck away from me.
"Matt you look so pale, like sickly pale not your usual pale," he informs me. His comment stabs me right through the heart and once again I find my mind comparing myself to Alfred. Damn it all!
"Well I do feel sick maybe that's why..."my mind blanks for a moment. What was I going to say? I stare off into space as I try to figure out what I was going to say and I feel a cold hand touch my forehead. I shiver and back away from it. "Cold..." I say to no one in particular.
"Mon petit you're burning up. You should rest,"Papa says. I blink back to reality and I look up at him. Papa is not even giving me the day of time, he's staring down the other three.
"Well I guess that's our cue to leave my boys. Hope you feel better -Bonnefoy," he says to me. He gives me a smile and I feel my stomach drop. The other two grudgingly say their goodbyes and they all leave. I let out a breath a didn't know I was holding and I close my eyes. There was way too much tension in the room earlier.
"Mathieu what are you hiding?"
Yay it's done. Thank you to the people who commented and faved, and alert my story. I hope to put up the next chapter soon but on friday I have to go on a trip so those 12 review better come in fast because I won't be able to update in a week. ANY PIE ciao for now. Happy birthday cousin!