You'll learn to love me. (Yandere! Masky x reader)

Chapter 44

"Don't do this! Please, PLEASE! LET GO OF ME!"

She tried to trash out of my grip with all of the strength she had left. Her pleads made me feel horrible- as if I were actually hurting her. It's pretty much the contrary. She didn't want to leave by will so I had to force her. It took longer than expected to get her up the stairs with her ankles bound and with her trying to get away from me. I couldn't unbind the rope around her ankles. Not only was it thick, but it had multiple knots from left to right, making it practically impossible to get it out by hand. I finish up binding her wrists together with some short piece of rope I found laying around, so she couldn't use her fists against me. All she was doing was crying. Crying, screaming, pleading. Anything for me to let her go. I don't understand. Why is she so defensive all of the sudden? It's like I was the one to kidnap her and keep her locked up in such a dark place. Her shoulders shook with each sob and hiccup as she tried to twist her wrists around so she could get out. She's going to hurt herself if she keeps that up. I grab a hold of her smaller hands and keep them firmly in place. "Stop doing that, you're going to hurt yourself." I state firmly. She inhales sharply and jerks her arms back so her hands escape my grip. She tries to take a step back, forgetting that her ankles were still bound together by the thick rope and ends up falling on her behind. She sniffles and wipes her tears with her upper arm before bowing her head down. "Please," (Y/n) begs, allowing her hair to fall in front of her reddened face, "just let me go. I don't want to leave."

I've never seen her so distressed before. Hell, I bet Masky hasn't seen her so distressed before either. In all honesty, I don't know what to do with her. Taking her back to the mansion would be far too dangerous. Going back to her apartment would raise too much suspicion with all those security camera's around. What would they think if they see a tied up girl in a guy's arms? I let out a stressed filled sigh, running a hand through my hair. What am I supposed to do? I don't exactly have a choice besides leaving her here. Well, unless...

I kneel down in front of her and sit there quietly. She continues crying for the next few minutes, but it dies down quick enough. The more she bawls her eyes out, the more tired out she's going to get. I mean, she looks tired already, but is going to feel even more exhausted after she's done using all her energy on me. Due to the silence filling the room, she curiously lift her head up ever so slightly to catch my gaze for a second before quickly drooping her head back down. "Are you okay?" I ask softly, watching as she spares me one more glance but not an actual response. I purse my lips. This isn't working like I expected it to. I gently lay my hand on her shoulder, only to feel her stiffen up. "D-Don't touch me." She hiccups, shaking my hand from her shoulder. Damn it. I retract my hand back to my lap. I'm getting nowhere with this. "I didn't know you liked to sing, (Y/n). Do you?" I try and switch up the subject to something lighter. I heard her voice somewhere near me which lead me to finding her. Not to mention the fact that Toby tried to cover up the door by pushing a bookshelf in front of it. But thank his stupid ass that the bookshelf wasn't large enough to cover up the door hinges. (Y/n) perks her head up at my question before sniffling once again. She averts her gaze from mine again before lightly nodding. Now we're getting somewhere. "What kind of songs do you like?" I question. As she's distracted by my question, I fish my phone out from my back pocket. I barely use it, but it comes in handy in emergencies like this. She shrugs her shoulders, muttering an "I don't know" before she uncomfortably twists her wrists again. I subtly place the phone next to my thigh, away from her view just in case she'd go ape shit again. Her gaze was averted from mine, which gave me the advantage of looking down to the floor without seeming suspicious. I went to my contacts and searched for Masky. He should know that she's fine. I mean, he deserves to, right? Right before I tapped the call button, (Y/n) caught my attention. "Liu?" Her voice wavered a bit. I pause from my actions, quickly pushing the phone behind my back as she looks me dead in the eye. "Come closer." She says.