Kidnapped By Will?! | Kiingtong

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Erica POV:

My eyes snap open, waking up from another bad dream, beads of sweat roll down my back and I look to my left to see what time it is.

3:33AM.

I wrap my arms around my knees and steady my breathing again. Pictures of Will flash my mind and I squeeze my eyes shut to get rid of them. I check my phone to see if anything important is there and of course there isn't. I roll my eyes. I need to get over him, it's been what, a few months, I shouldn't be thinking of him. But I can't help it. His eyes, his smile, his laugh, it's like a perfect dream. Although lately, his videos aren't as lively as they once were. He seems kinda guilty and his collabs aren't as active or... Entertaining any more. I let out a sigh. You need to get rid of any thoughts of him Erica and start to get your life sorted.

Boy is that going to be difficult.

My mind starts to wonder towards my YouTube channel and how popular it's been getting. I've done a few collabs myself, mostly with Joe, and my subscribers have taken off alot. I start smiling like an idiot and drift off to wonders on to where my YouTube career could lead to.You know what, if I'm going to think of YouTube, I might as well start recording for it as well. I check the time again.

3:40 AM.

Ah fuck it.

I go onto my computer and load up my recording materials, I decide against face cam because of the state I'm in and I make a brief note on what I'm going to record and talk about tonight. Or wait, is it morning? Yeah who cares about time, my sleeping schedule is already messed up, a couple of more messed up hours won't hurt right?

I find a lobby in mineplex and 'punc' a few fans only to see that Graser's here too. Since I have no one to record with and my topic was going to be crap anyway, might as well record with G10, I think to myself. I type in chat:

JustMeErica: G10! Up to some recording?

Graser10: That's Daddy G to you missy, but yeah I'll be on ts in 5

I smile and hop onto teamspeak impatiently waiting for that idiotic so called robot to go on, a ladies voice says 'user joined your channel' and I smile giddily to myself, "Master G!" I call out, no answer.

"Graser?" Nothing, "Zach this isn't funny, say something," Still no response. I bite my nails anxiously and check my channel but it says that no ones there. I could've sworn the 'voice' said someone was here.

I try to log out of that channel and join a new one but it won't let me, 'user locked' a voice says. What? Since when was that a feature? I furrow my eyebrows and look behind me, just incase I'm about to get murdered. No one. I take a sigh of relief. Only to be cut off because then a voice. A familiar voice. I definitely know this voice.

"Erica we need to talk."

Sean.

It's Seans voice.

I rapidly click on exit page but it won't let me, "Erica, please stay," I don't say anything as I try to get out of teamspeak. I try everything I can, I try exitting the window, I try escaping the room but nothing works. I'm stuck here with Sean. I frantically look side to side, wondering what to do next. I don't want to talk to Sean. Not yet, not now. Especially not now. Now's not the right time. I don't think anything's the right time. I just... I don't want to speak to him. It doesn't feel right, not after what he did. To me and Will. I'm not saying I forgive Will, of course I don't, but Sean did hurt Will whilst we were in the midst of making up.

"Sean, I don't want to talk to you," is all I mange to get out of me. It's true I don't, but I was hoping I was going to come up with something more sarcastic, arrogant and more clever so he can go away.

"Look, Erica, all I want to do is explain why I acted like that and... Just let me explain, please," I don't listen, I still look around my desktop, try and find something, anything, just so I can escape Sean. I stare at the mute button and try clicking on that, a window pops up and states, mute disabled and I let out a silent groan of frustration. I then look over to my power button and almost facepalm myself, gosh I'm so stupid.

"Ok, Sean, you can explain," I try to make it sound like I'm going to forgive im but there is no way in heck am I going to.

"Right, oh, um.." He definitely wasn't expecting the answer I gave him, "Well, you see, it started a few weeks before we met, I was st-" I press shut down on my computer and visably relax. Thank goodness that's over.

I spin around in my computer chair for a few minutes before deciding that I'm sleepy, but I don't want to go to bed. My legs find themselves walking down the staircase and into the kitchen so I decide to go have a glass of water and maybe a snack. I look around the cupboards only to be left empty handed. We really need to start shopping sometime.

I crawl back under my warm sheets and tuck myself in. I imagine myself back in Minecon when I thought everything was ok.

When I thought my life was absolutely perfect.

When I thought there was nothing to fear.

When I thought my life was complete.

When I thought my life couldn't get any better.

I couldn't have been more wrong.

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