The Adventures Of Plushia

Episode 7: the kidnapping

Y/n pov:
I slowly wake up, rubbing my eyes and yawning softly. I turn around in the bed and reach out, expecting plushia to be there.

The bed is empty. Though, it's still warm, meaning he can't have gone far. I stand up, reaching my arms up to the ceiling and groaning. My back hurts, my legs hurt. I look in the mirror. I'm stood in a t-shirt that couldn't be mine, as it's too big. I guess it's plushias. My hair is knotted and my makeup has smudged all over my face. I look like a mess! I rush into the bathroom, locking the door, trying to sort myself out.
"Mi Bella?" A voice calls out, "are you alright?"
"Yeah!" I reply, wiping the black mess off of my face vigorously. I brush a comb through my hair, pulling out the knots. Perhaps if I wet my hair it'll be easier?
"I'm going down for breakfast, if you want to join me when your ready." His voice is muffled, tired.
"Yup! I'll be down in a second hun." I jump into the shower quickly. I examine my body. Purple bruises and scratch marks line my torso, and my neck is covered in hickeys. We must've been busy last night. He truly did treat me well, as if I was fragile enough to break in his hands. I sigh, scrubbing my sore legs with rose scented soap, reminiscing about our midnight shenanigan. I run my hands through my hair, trying to get the suds out, before running out of the shower quickly when I realise the hot water is running cold.

I dry myself quickly, pulling on a hoodie and jeans from the pile of clothes left by who I can only assume the ghoulettes. they really do have a great fashion sense! The hoodie even covers the majority of my neck so my hickeys aren't as noticeable. Though, just to be sure I apply some concealer on them. Perhaps I shouldn't wear makeup today... I mean it would be nice for plushia to see me without it for once. I look in the mirror for any blemishes or imperfections that may put him off, find too many and shove a bit of eyeliner on my waterline. "Sexy thing" I say to myself as I wink at me. A strange figure looks over my shoulder.
"Yeah yeah sure you are." A strangely familiar voice rings behind me. I turn around, eyes wide in shock, heart racing.

But everything is black.