Complicated (Len × Reader) (under major editing atm)

Prison Escape

Reader's P.O.V.

I woke up from a weird dream where I was running from the headless horseman. I wondered what the hell brought that up, but dream discussions usually made me hungry. I hobbled out of my bed and into the bathroom where I washed my face and finished my routine. I went down to the kitchen and made myself a quick and mess-free breakfast. The house was unusually silent, but nothing was really amiss. My aunt probably wanted to go somewhere and so she dragged my uncle out (or vice versa) and Yuuma was probably out on the town with Shion or whatever. Having the house to myself was a rare treat so I snatched up the time to fill the void with a movie, caught up on some weekend homework, and had a small snack.

I was back up in my room where I was texting Kagamine. Just the other day, he promised he'd come pick me up in a few minutes to show me more of his territories and the rest of the base grounds. Most of the forest had other secret areas they used and a few of the members wanted to hang out with me. We'd swapped contacts and I had them under nicknames, even my teachers! It felt a little weird at first, but I was getting situated. Even though I could have had a conversation with the majority of them, I didn't want to bother anyone. If they messaged first, however, then I'd respond.

At least I had a few classes with the gang members (whether they be my teachers or classmates). And since Kagamine turned his act around, he's been nicer to me in class. He's helped out with schoolwork and pulled a couple strings here and there to raise my rare 72 to an 89 on the last test. Gotta give him some props there...

For now, Kagamine and I texted about dumb stuff, sending memes here and there. I laughed silently at Kagamine's message. It was a gif of an animated penguin eating ice-cream with the caption "keep cool, omw".

I sent a simple text back: I'll be waiting at my house

Without so much as a knock, Yuuma walked in and snatched my phone.

"Is it true?" he snarled, scrolling through my messages. I was obviously baffled, crossing my arms in a huff.

"What are you talking about? What are you even doing?"

Yuuma paid me no mind as he kept scrolling. "Little informant sent word that you suddenly seemed closer to Len these past few weeks. This is his number, how the hell are you messaging him? There's no way he'd look your way, so what's going on?"

"Are you saying that I can't make friends? Is it such an absurd thought that people can change? Look at you, Yuuma. You certainly changed albeit not for the best reasons."

"Oh, shut up, [_____]." he growled with such emotion, I was taken aback, "You shouldn't be allowed to talk to people like him."

"What are you talking about? "People like him." Isn't that a little rude?" I had to pretend to not know anything. I knew Kagamine had a gang, but I wasn't sure if Yuuma had any knowledge about that, "He's a pretty okay guy and he's my friend."

He snarled and continued, "You're not his friend, [_____]. Get it through your head that you don't have friends! Especially not anyone like him. He's so much more than what you think he is and calling himself your "friend" is below him; pathetic."

Yuuma clicked the Sleep Mode button and pocketed my phone. I glared at him as I rose from my bed.

"What do you think you're doing?! Hand it back, Yuuma!"

I lurched forward for my phone but he sidestepped out of my way and taunted me by tapping his pocket.

"No way, loser. Mom and Dad aren't going to be home for at least another two hours. I'm taking this for now and making sure you two never have contact again." Yuuma ran out my room, locking the door from the outside. My room was originally not a bedroom; just a storage room where my uncle accidentally installed the lock and handle the other way around and never bothered to fix it.