•Warning: This story may not be suitable for some readers as it contains gore, depression, NSFW, suicidal thoughts, mature scenes, death, manipulation, etc. Please proceed with caution and respect me, the author, and other readers.Within this story, I have changed major things to where I see fit that is more appropriate for the characters. The characters are adults•
🖤Fear is the brain's way of saying that there is something important for you to overcome.🖤
A black vehicle pull up behind an abandoned building with its black thick heavy wheels crunching on the white small marble rocks that were scattered out on the ground. The car drove slowly behind a building with its headlights out. It had tinted black windows so no wondering eyes could see who were inside.
Black gloves held onto the leather steering wheel, guiding it and giving the car directions of where the driver wanted to go.
Finally, it didn't take long for the car to go to a stop. The gear changed from drive into park mode. Inside the car was silence and the driver barely moved a muscle as their eyes searched around the area, looking for any intruders.
When the coast was clear, they laid back into their seat and a sigh escaped their lips. "The hell are they?" They mumbled under their breath. Time moved by slowly as they waited patiently in place.
How long was it going to take? They didn't have all day.
Tired eyes blinked slowly as they stared out the front window staring at the bright objects that light up the dark sky. They looked down at the radio screen that was implanted in the front of the car and saw faded-out yellow digits presented on the screen to give them the time.
11: 10 P.M.
It was nighttime.
Everyone was still up in the city. Tired adults going home from work, people were feeding their families, getting ready for bed, and there were the nightcrawlers. Criminals who wandered around in the dark alleys or inside abandoned buildings that were similar to the one that was here.
Or possibly, underground.
Who knew.
Only the divine being above known what happens in the dark and the light.
A few lights knocks from someone's knuckles hit against the glass window of the driver's side window. The person inside left index finger pressed on the button that was on their door, rolling down the window slightly, and looked up at the person who was standing beside the car.
"Don't be shy. You should talk to me face to face, baby," they joked with a smile on their face. They pressed their body slightly up against the car and leaned over so their face can be closer to the person inside.
Three other men stood behind the intruder.
"We have a business to discuss," the person said, unbuckling their seat belt and flicking their wrist, gesturing for them to back away from the car.
They caught onto the gesture with furrowed eyebrows before shrugging their shoulders, taking a few steps behind them, giving the driver enough room to open their door.
Once they were out, they closed the door behind them and stood straight with a scowl on their face.
"It's about time you've shown up. I was starting to think that you've forgotten all about me," they said dryly as they stared at them.
"I could never do that. I may be forgetful but I won't forget something that interests me," they stated with their arms covering their chest. "I've been working and I've been told from a little birdie that you can help me with that... Is it true?"
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Complications Part 2 | Ray x reader
Fanfiction•Warning: This story may not be suitable for some readers as it contains gore, depression, NSFW, suicidal thoughts, mature scenes, death, manipulation, etc. Please proceed with caution and respect me, the author, and other readers. Within this story...