family friend (reader x martinus)

16

almost every day after i just hoped for freedom.

i knew they were starving me so i wouldn't jump out.

i just hope everyone in trofors is at least aware, or at least one person is trying.

but i just won't ever forgive one person.

i struggle to remember their name, or what they looked like.

i think i fell into a panic, i don't remember anything.

all i remember was being pushed out of a home not long after my traumatic experience, if i weren't pushed out of someones house, i wouldn't have been gone for weeks, on the verge of death.

i was just trying to think of what or how i'm here.

i forgot everything.

i was trying to stay quiet, hoping that whoever was keeping me captive would eventually forget about me and let me leave.

and i think all that manifesting and praying worked.

when i heard..

"POLICE PUT YOUR HANDS UP" coming from downstairs.

(martinus pov)

it was saturday, and police have announced something on the radio

"trofors police station speaking on Trofors Radio, some unusual movement has occurred in the middle of the woods with our sensors usually used for animal activity. the activity is almost constant, we have sent many police officers.

we hope it's the girl we are looking for.

y/n, if you are out there, stay strong"

those last words made me cry on the kitchen island as i ate my breakfast.

"i hope it's her" marcus cried, immediately being comforted by our parents.

my parents haven't talked to me in forever.

they had every right to ignore me though, it was all my fault.

i was causing trouble for trofors and the police and her family and- everyone and everything.

(y/n pov)

gunshots were heard downstairs as i layed in the dirty bed, all weak.

i tried to shout help, until i realised i couldn't.

it's like i lost my voice.

i had lost my voice-

i lost hope, it's now or never.

the police either discover me or they don't and i'm left here to die.

i close my eyes, hoping they'd come up here.

eventually the door opened up to reveal police officers.

"HAND UP-" they said, realising it was me.

i saw cameras on their torsos" a weird voice in my head said.

suddenly,one took out a walkie talkie.

"MISSING PERSON Y/N ANDERSSON MIGHT POSSIBLY BE FOUND"

and i wondered, did i look the same?

(marcus pov)

we turned on the TV and watched the news, something our whole family did on a saturday.

the news quickly went all serious.

"police officer Erik Gresin has announced that y/n andersson might possibly be found.

we have connected to the police officers' camera torsos, here is what can be seen"

the scene switched from an office to a lady officer talking to someone curled up in bed.

in bruises.

i immediately recognised the hair.

"Y/N" i shouted.

everyone realised.

she had dried blood, bruises, she was so skinny, so weak.

"y/n is that you?"

silence fell as the lady tried to talk to y/n.

"y/n might have possible experienced seizures in this condition, y/n, if you did or didn't, could you at least blink if it's you?"

the weak girl had started to blink.

"how old are you?" the lady asked.

y/n would've been 17 in a few weeks.

the girl just looked at the lady.

"are you y/n andersson?"

the girl blinked.

the lady gasped slightly as we watched the TV. our whole family was crying tears of joy.

the clip ended and went back to the lady in the office that had been already crying.

"it's a miracle, y/n has been found, the kidnappers had been shot down, causing no threat to trofors in the future, thank the lord.." the office lady said.

the whole family celebrated by hugging eachother tightly.

martinus on the other was sitting on the couch just crying.

it had been long since i seen him crying.

(y/n pov)

i was gently taken onto another bed, and led to an ambulance.

i didn't know what was going on.

all i knew was that my mum was going to be present soon, her name was mentioned by police.

we arrived at the hospital and i was taken to an individual room

someone familiar was in the room

i noticed it was my mother.

she was crying and was so happy to see me.