Ch.3

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"Tell me your name" The man said.

''Y/N'' you say with tears drying on your face.

"See that wasn't so hard was it" he said lifting your chin. He tucked some of your h/c hair behind your ear.

The man stood up and walked over to the fire and sat on a log.

Your heart thundered, what was that about you thought. Your face became redder and redder the more you thought of it.

"Well someone's flirty today " the voice came from another man across from the yellow hoodie guy.

He was a shaggy brunette he also had a mask but it was white with black feminine features. He had some sort of tan coat and dirtier jeans with complementing muddy work boots.

Your face became even redder at the comment.

The yellow hoodied man muttered something under his breath.

"Hm?" The masked man said "What was that? You mumbled.".

"I said shut up" the hoodie man said in a quiet voice.

"Huh? You're still mumbling"

"I said. Shut. The. Hell. Up"

They just stared at each other for a solid 10 seconds before the masked one said "I'm going to get more firewood".

There you were, sitting less than 5ft away from the hoodie man. You locked your lips realizing how thirsty you were. You haven't drank anything in what you expected to be hours. The only sound was the crackle of the fire and a rustle in the trees every once in a while.

"W-what's your name?", You asked the hoodie man out of curiosity. He glanced over at you and back to the fire, as if he were shy.

"Hoodie" he responded.

"Nice, nice.." you looked at the ground thinking anything to fill the awkward quietness. You bit your lip, what am I going to do now, you thought. Your stomach sank, what were your parents going to think, you were gone. Maybe they will think you were missing or worse.. dead.

You didn't even notice you were crying again. You ducked your head staring at the itchy grass.

"Hey" Hoodie said. You looked up at him. "Don't..Don't do that"

You gulped trying to swallow back your tears, but you couldn't help it, you were powerless. Weak. Tied to a tree and couldn't do anything about it.

Hoodie walked over to you and sat criss-cross infront of you. You looked up at him. He cupped your cheek and used his thumb to wipe your tears.

-in y/n's mind

It was... Comforting in a way. Almost like I was going to be okay.-

You felt something become loose around my stomach. The rope. You look up at Hoodie.

"Please....don't go" He said.



Written 6-12-32

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