𝕎𝕙𝕪 ℕ𝕠𝕥 𝕋𝕠 𝕋𝕣𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝔸 𝔾𝕒𝕟𝕘 𝕃𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣 // Donald Na X Fem Reader

{20} What Happened to Crash

Quick Authors Note and Trigger Warning
This chapter has mention of abuse. I will talk wayyyy less about rape in further chapters, since this is almost over.

•Crash's POV•

"Get Pinky. Tell her what (Y/N) said. Bring her back. Save (Y/N). Get her love. Get Pinky. Tell her what (Y/N) said. Bring her back. Save (Y/N). Get her love. Get Pinky. Tell her what (Y/N) said. Bring her back. Save (Y/N). Get her love."

I repeated that to myself until I found Pinky's house. How do I get in there, this late at night? I laughed to myself. "Through the front door, of course."

I walked up to the front door and jiggled the door handle. Are you fucking serious? Locked?! Why would she lock me out?! What the hell?! I'm going to have to talk with her about this. First get in. If I don't let (Y/N) down, she'll love me again and never leave.

There's a window on the door so I picked up a rock from the garden bed, under a window by the door, and broke it. Then I reached down and unlocked the door. Now to get Pinky. As soon as I got in the lights turned on.

"What the fuck are you doing here, Crash?"

That isn't Pinky's voice. Could it be… I turned around and saw it.

"Boyish-girl!"

"My name is Verose, you inbred fuck!"

Pinky came in, yawning. Her eyes widened with fear when she saw me. Oh, how I love that look.

"Pinky!"

"Crash," her voice was shaky, "why are you here?"

"(Y/N) sent me."

"She sent you?"

"Yeah! She said she needs my help. My help is to get you and tell you what she said. Then she'll never leave again.

"Stop being creepy," boyish-girl stomped towards me. "What happened to her?!"

"Jeong got tired of waiting for her to come back. So, he broke into her apartment and tied up the guy who did this," I pointed to my still bruised face, "to me."

I laughed at the thought of being beat up by him. "What a funny guy he was. Is? I wonder if he's dead yet."

"Hey," boyish-girl snapped it's fingers at me. "Focus. What else? Are they still there?"

"Jeong took (Y/N) to the bedroom to claim her again. I guess she doesn't like being beaten up, because she told me to help her or she'd become a bad person. I like her when she cares. Then she said she'd never leave me if I got Pinky and brought her friends to her."

"Prim, call everybody, even the Union."

"I don't have contact with anyone in the Union besides Donald and Kingsley, and I don't know if they'll pick up."

"Donald! That's his name!" I shouted, happy I remembered that fuckers name. He's in so much trouble when I get back.

"Who's?" Pinky asked as she grabbed the house phone.

"The guy tied up in the living room!"

"Shit," boyish-girl mumbled to herself. What a weirdo, talking to herself.

"Whatever. Let me grab my phone, I'll call them on the way there," Pinky ran out of the room. I was tempted to follow her, but remembered what she said about not "stalking" her. She doesn't want to be followed. I have to give her space.

A couple minutes went by and I groaned in frustration. What the hell is taking her so long?! I stomped passed boyish-girl as it yelled at me. I followed where I saw Pinky run to and opened the door. She scream when she saw me and turned around. What's her prob-? Oh. She doesn't have a shirt on.