Don't Go... {A KuroKen Fanfic}

-ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟙𝟞-

(Kenma's POV)

I banged my head against the hard brick wall, waiting for someone to come rescue me. As petty as that sounded, I wasnt enjoying my stay at the murder hotel. I swear I could smell dead people rotting from down the hallway. I shivered as I imagined it. Every now and then, the same tall man would come into my room and talk to me. He kind of scared me. His intimidating glare burned holes into me. His gentle yet harsh touch traced my jawline and he carassed my face.

I wonder if Kuroo knew I was missing. Surely he did. He worries about me alot.

I sighed, fidgeting with the shackles around my wrists. My clothes were dirty and ripped, so I was freezing in the unheated room. I felt my eyes close as I started to give up. I was hungry, even more so than usual, I was tired but I couldnt sleep well, I was achy and sore even though I hadnt done anything. I wanted to go home.

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I woke up a few minutes later, feeling someone yank me upwards. My eyes shot open, my body shaking with fear. I obediently followed after seeing the man taking me had a loaded gun. I kept my head down as I passed many other lustful men. They all stared at me, their eyes longing to see me. I felt very uncomfortable and tried to make myself as small as possible. I tried to disappear.

I eventually got thrown into a room that appeared to be an office of some sort. It had an elegant glass table centered in the room, sitting on a soft grey rug. This part of the murder hotel seemed to be a little less.... creepy. It almost seemed like I was in a completely different building, but I dont remember going into a different one. I sat down in a carved wooden chair as the man who dragged me here left. I nervously tapped on the arm rest, my anxiety going through the roof. My eyes darted around the room, stopping as I saw a picture. I stood up, slowly wandering over to it. I saw it was a man. A man with dark brown hair and emerald green eyes. His smile was warm and charming. His shoulder were broad, and his jawline was sharp. I hadn't seen this man before, but at the same time he looked familiar. Maybe he had one of those faces.

I jumped as the door opened, a tall figure standing in the doorway. He looked down at me curiously. I was embarrassed so I hid my hands behind my back, pretending I wasnt inspecting the photo. He gave me a charming smile. I raised an eyebrow at him. He pointed to the chair without saying anything. I cautiously walked over, sitting down. He sat in the chair on the other side of the desk, his eyes not leaving mine. I looked down trying to break eyecontact.

"Hello, Kenma Kozume..." he said, his deep voice echoing throughout the office. I looked confused, "How do you-" I began. "Know your name? Ah good question. I happen to know alot about you actually..." He told me. My eyes widened. "What the-"

He chuckled slightly and stood up, placing his veiny hands on the tall windows. You could see the whole city from here. Wow it was beautiful.
"Your name is Kenma Kozume. You're seventeen years old. You have a boyfriend named Kuroo who is currently looking for you. You play volleyball on your school's team. You enjoy playing video games on a Nintendo switch you take everywhere with you. Your parents were killed when you were young. You live with your grandmother who recently got admitted into the hospital due to heart failure. And you tried to commit suicide and almost suceeded when you were only eight. Eight fucking years old, and you already wanna die..." He spat angrily.

I stayed silent. "WHY DID YOU WANT TO FUCKING KILL YOURSELF?! DO YOU NOT LIKE IT HERE?! IS YOUR LIFE HELL?! I'LL SHOW YOU HELL, YOU JUST WAIT. I CARE ABOUT YOU, OKAY?! AND YOU TRIED TO END IT ALL?! NO, NOT UNTIL I'VE HAD MY FUN WITH YOU BITCH!" he screamed, making my eyes widen in fear. He chuckled and smirked, "You cant run away, not from me."

He stormed over to me, grabbing my wrist violently. He pulled me towards the door, leading me down the stairs. I glanced around, a look of terror on my face. Everyone else stopped and looked at me, smirking and laughing. All except one person. He looked familiar... His muscular build... His face... His haircut... I froze. I do know him.

That's Ryo.

(A/n: Ahh the cliff hanger! Anyways i hope everyone is doing well :) I haven't updated the story alot recently bc I haven't been doing very well mentally 🙂 im doing better at the moment, I was just having a rough time for a few weeks. Sorry this chapter is short and boring. Im currently writing a story that doesnt involve anime characters, its good so far, but idk if anyone is interested in reading it :D heres the main plot line:

Lloyd Thompson lives with his boyfriend, Everett. Everett is kind and loving at times, but at others, he becomes a completely different person. His personality changes, making him continuously try to murder or torture Lloyd. Their relationship isnt exactly unhealthy. They both love each other and care about one another, but some times, Everetts version of love is dangerous. Lloyd tried breaking up with him, thinking it would help Everett's mental state, but Everett threatened to kill himself if he ever left. He was stuck in a never-ending loop. Trying to stay alive through the night.

(I promise its more interesting than it sounds :D actually idk, maybe it's boring as hell. 🙂 lmk if I should release it)

(Edit: holy fucking shit- tysm for 600 reads. That is insane. I havent updated alot recently because of competition. You probably dont know this, but I'm a competitive dancer 😅. I hope you are all doing well! Lmk if you need ANYTHING, im always here :)