Dark!SpainXChild!readerXPapa!England- Mine Ch.3

*THE NEXT DAY*


France woke up with a throbbing headache. His arm hung above is head, he looked down and saw the outline of (Name)'s figure a few feet away. She stared at him, before asking, “Francis...? Are you okay?” She said softly.


Francis, grunted and said yes. “Oui, I'm alright mon cherie.” After a moment (Name) sniffled and cried. She hugged France and sobbed.


“I'm sorry France... If I hadn't begged Mr. Spain to let me outside you wouldn't be stuck here.” You sobbed into his chest.


“Non, (Name). It's alright. He's been keeping you in this room for the past 5 months hasn't he?” France asked.


(Name) sniffled, “Yes... He has.” She whimpered.


“Then I don't blame you for wanting out. I need to know though... Have you tried to escape?” France asked.


“Y-Y-Yeah. Spain punished me though...” You nodded. You pulled the string on the ceiling making a dim light bulb come on.


You showed France the bruises on your neck, forehead, and arms. He was shocked. Why would Antonio ever do such a thing? Especially to (Name)?


You explained that  Spain kept saying something, about wanting you to be his daughter. Francis' eyes widened in shock. It all made sense now. France knew how much Spain loved kids (Not in a pedo way! -_-). (Name) was Arthur's and Spain couldn't have her! He had to think of a plan to get her back to Arthur!




*MEAN WHILE*



The Axis and Allies held a meeting. They were starting to panic, (Name) and now Francis were both missing. Spain sat quietly and watched them argue. England sat there as America rubbed his back, trying to comfort him.


“Dude, I'm sure (Name) is fine. They only issue in her country since she's been gone is that they've gone into depression. This means, she's still alive.”America explained.


“I know that America! But... She' still so young. I'm worried someone could be abusing her! OR WORSE! I've been sensing that she's in a lot of pain lately.” England growled in anger.


“We'll find her dude... I just know we will!” America said trying to look confident.


“Yeah... I hope you're right...” England sighed...





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*YOUR P.O.V.*


France and you were plotting to escape. Since France Had shackles on his wrists, we needed to find a key, or something to pick the lock with. You searched around the room a few minutes before finding a paperclip. You started to hear the door to the bedroom, unlock and open.


You ran over to France quickly putting the paperclip. France closed his hand quickly hiding the paperclip. Spain came in smiling darkly, he had a roll of grey duct tape and long rope. “(Name)... France...? I have guest coming over so I'll need you both to quiet he said...






*TO BE CONTINUED*