𝑾𝒉𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒚 𝒙 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓❗

15

TW: kidnapping, swearing

It was the evening, you were working virtually due to the pandemic. You worked past 10pm and you were exhausted. The crisp warmth of the fireplace tickled your eyes, and the cold breeze from the window fiddled with your toes. You yawned widely and slumped forward into your keyboard on the computer, you wanted to move the keyboard but you were too weak to. You looked at the time, "1:49".

"Almost 2am in the morning..." You thought as you rubbed your face. You suddenly lost it, you fell forward and fell asleep. 

It felt like a lifetime until you felt warmth. You felt someone towering over you and holding you. You squinted and saw Whitty holding you in a blanket like a baby and laying you in bed. He kissed your forehead and laid next to you, hugging you.  You nuzzled close to him and let the warm darkness indulge you.

(Timeskip to 3am)

You were very thirsty, you woke up and slowly crawled out of bed and walked towards the kitchen. You grabbed a cup of water, and slowly drank it, feeling the coldness rush down your stomach. You sighed and rubbed your eyes, until you heard a knock. 
"Odd. Why would someone be here at this time..." You wondered as you walked up to the door. 

You were about to open it until you felt excruciating pain slash across your thigh through the mail slot. 

"AUGH!!!" You screamed as you fell backwards, the door slowly opening to reveal a large figure with a lemon for a head, with bloody teeth on the outside. He was licking your blood off his finger,

"Such sweet blood for such a sweet person!" The Lemon Demon snickered, with a knife in his hand.

"Y/N?!" Whitty frantically yelled as he ran towards you, the Lemon Demon laughed loudly and menacing. 

Whitty stood in front of you, fierce. Whitty darted towards the Demon, but he was quick, the  Demon jumped over Whitty, "What the hell-" Whitty stuttered as he stumbled forward and watched the Lemon Demon snatch y/n and dug his teeth into y/n's throat, "Don't move...or they die..." He said muffled, still holding y/n's throat in his jaws. 

"That's disgusting you moldy ass bitch!!!" Whitty shivered. 

Lemon Demon pinned Whitty and tied him to a chair in the living room.  Then he tied y/n up and walked off. Y/n's muffled screaming echoed but no one heard. Whitty's tears streaming from his eyes as he watched them become more distant and silent, until he heard nothing but crickets.

(Tbc..... 😈)