Locked In; A Tmnt Street Punks x Reader FanFic

10

For obvious reasons, I didn't talk to Ghost a while after his whole outburst.

He also kept me on my toes a lot. Back at home, I never had a reason to be afraid. And I never had to watch what I said.

Now, every tome i say something, I fear the persons reaction.

Will they also stick their hands through my cage and try to end my life?

I can't be sure...

It's been 2 weeks since the incident and I'm sitting in my cage again. Bored out of my mind and growing claustrophobic. Every time I close my eyes, I feel his hand on my neck.

No where to run to or escape...

I'd never felt so sorry for myself.

"Alright, Swifty," I begin, adjusting myself to a better position in the small cage. I don't know whether I got any bigger, but the cage certainly got smaller. "I've been here for 3 weeks, and I haven't tried to escape since! I think I deserve a reward."

Rebel narrowed his eyes, a smile tugging on his lips, "You don't get a reward for not escaping."

I pouted, "I should, I haven't even given you guys a hard time since then!"

M.C grinned, "I guess that's true, most kidnapped victims would be screaming and kicking..." He gave me a thumbs up. "Good Job on not doing any of that shit!"

I scoffed. "I don't want a 'good job' I deserve more!"

Swift leaned down in his chair, arms propped up against his laps. "Alrii' sweetheart. What exactly do yah have in mind?" He smirked, watching me in amusement.

I didn't have to think too hard on it. Especially, since I've been thinking about it since I got here. "I want cage free time!"

He raised a non-existent eyebrow.

I continued," 10 hours, everyday. I'll go back in my cage after that."

They were quiet for a while, the swift spoke up.

"3 hours once a week. "

"What? No! 8 hours from Monday to Friday and 4 hours on a weekend." I countered

"5 hours from Monday to Friday and 1 hour on a weekend."

"7 hours from Monday to Friday and 2 hour on a weekend" I narrow my eyes, "I'm not going any lower."

Swift smirked and leaned back in his wheely chair. He turned over his shoulder. "What do yah think guys?"

M.C stroked his chin thoughtfully before shrugging. "Sure, why not?"

"I can give you 10 reasons 'why not'" Rebel said, placing his phone on the table. He held out a finger. "First off, she bit me-"

"Only once!" I argued.

Swift chuckled at turned to Ghost. I felt my blood boil under my skin. "Alright Ghost, you're the tie breaker. Cage or no?"

Nooooooooo

Why did you ask him?!

I stare at him intently, looking into his mahogany eyes.

His cold, cruel eyes.

He looked indifferent when he stared back at me. His eyes completely void of emotion. But then something shifted in his expression.

It was gone as soon as it came, but it wasn't the usual hatred. In fact, he looked almost guilty.

But then again, I couldn't be sure.

After a long silence, he shrugged and went back to fixing his guns. "I don't care."

I let out a breath I wasn't even aware of holding. Despite myself, I was a bit grateful to Ghost. He could have easily given a million reasons why I cant leave and i'd be stuck here for lord knows how long.

But he didn't.

That doesn't make him any less of a strangling jerk face though.

Swift shrugged and got up from the chair. He strolled over to my cage and crouched in front of me.

"If we let you out, you won't try to escape?"

I nodded, pleased at how well things were going so far.

He unlocked the cage and the small door swung open. I felt my heart stop moving for just a second.

I slowly crawled out of the cage. I felt like I was leaving my mansion all over again. Only this time, I was allowed freedom. At least for a tiny bit.

The air outside the air felt difficult. Freer. Like I was suffocating inside and I had just been released. It reminded my of Ghosts hand around my neck.

I shuddered.

Immediately I got up, my legs gave in from not using them in a while and tumbled a bit. Before I could hit the ground, Swift quickly wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me up.

I looked over my shoulder and caught ghosts dark blue eyes. He seemed surprised at first, and taken back a bit.

I wasn't sure if this was a hug or not, but I can't deny I liked the feel of him holding me like this. I felt comfortable, something being around him, doesn't usually do.

But soon enough, he came back to his regular self. He smirked and tightened his arms around my waist.

"Hey~"

Ew. No.

Ignoring the heating feeling in my cheeks and the wobbling of my legs, I pushed myself away from him and prop my arm on top of the cage for balance.

"Did you forget how to walk?" M.C asks, an amused smile pulling at his lips.

I narrow my eyes at him. "That's what happens when they give you the cage half my size. Seriously, my dog has a larger cage that this."

"We'll work on your living situation later. Are you happy with your 'reward'?" Swift asked. Rebel rolled his eyes.

I wiggled my legs a little to wake them up. "Yes, yes I am. And don't worry I won't try to escape."

~•~•~

Idiots..

They forgot about my whole cage situation and forgot to put me back in, much to my convenience.

I had to be very quiet, because I knew the stakes of getting caught. One wrong move and id be locked up again. I would loose my cage free privileges too.

I tiptoed around the lair in search of an exit and almost squealed when I finally found it.

After this I would be free, and I'll meet my dad. Who knows? Maybe he'll even let me out more if he finds out I escaped myself.

The thought of it makes me feel all giddy and happy. But that excitement was short lived when a hand clamped on my shoulder, stopping me in my tracks.

The hand felt warm, yet, had a frightening air to it. I didn't have to turn around to know it was Ghost.

I felt my eyes gloss over quickly.

No. Anybody else could have caught me. Anybody but him.

A wave of panic rushes over me as I turn around, half expecting a bullet to my head. But to my pleasant surprise, he had no weapons on him.

My voice comes out choked and strangled. "I'm sorry."

His eyes glare down at me, shifting between moods so fast, I can't pin point any. His grip on my shoulder tightens. I bet he wishes that was my neck.

But the again what's stopping him?

Finally he sighs. His tone his harsh and exhausted. Yet, relief settles in my stomach at what he says. "I won't tell them anything. So go to bed."

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