together again (vance hopper x fem reader)

013. snatched

"hey y/n" a grumpily voice came from behind her. she jerked her head around to see vance, yet none of his friends were there. it was just him. "hi" you say back. "are you okay? you haven't been answering any of my calls" he says, "why wouldn't i be okay?" you reply and roll your eyes. "don't play around babe. i saw what happened with your aunt" he says, "babe?" you say scoffing sarcastically. "i saw you with rosie" you say and vance stays silent

vances pov
"i saw you with rosie" she says. as the words leave her mouth my heart shot up to my throat. shit. it wasn't what she thinks. "it wasn't what you think" i say, "really" she says and rolls her eyes. "i can exp-" i start until she interrupts, "just forget it vance!"

y/ns pov
"just forget it vance!" you say cutting him off. you could see his face turn pale but you don't care in the slightest. he can go fuck himself! "i'll see you tomorrow robin" you say picking up your bag and walking away. as you walk further away you can feel your eyes start to flood with liquid. what the fuck! i'm not going to fucking cry over vance hopper!

as your walking you notice a black van following you. it's been following you for a while now, but you just brushed it off. you get an uneasy feeling in your stomach and decide to speed up your steps. the van seems to get faster and faster and gets in front of you, before coming to an abrupt halt. don't make a scene. it's probably nothing!

the door opens and a greasy man falls out. "oh shoot" he exclaims as he drops his groceries all over the side walk. he looks up at you with a sickening grin. his face was drowned in white paint and he had a tall dark top hat on. "could you help me dear?" he says. there had been a lot of town gossip, there was apparently a kidnapper. well that's what you know, gwen is always talking about it. but apparently he only takes boys, so it's fine, right?

just so one good thing today y/n. you nod lightly and bend down picking up the groceries. the man slowing stands up and suddenly wraps his arms firmly around you torso. he lifts you up and holds a bunch of black balloons in your face. struggling, you let out a helpless scream and the man sprays something in your mouth. he tosses your body into the van like it was nothing. as if you were weightless.

you lay there in a confused daze until passing out.

you wake up, slumped on a filth soaked mattress. it was all sorts of colours. where am i? you look around the room, the walls are towering and gray with blood stains and other substances on them. there was a small corridor which led to a toilet and pile of rugs. you had been snatched. your mind clouded with emotions and your blood sizzles with anger, "FUCK" you shout

you hear a faint click and the large metal door opened eerily. a tall man stepped through. the same man from earlier, only this time, he was wearing a mask. the scariest fucking mask ever. you don't get scared easily but this creeped you the fuck out. you stood firm in the middle of the room, trying not to seem weak. "oh good, your awake" the voice echoes.

"i'm hungry" you say. "i can't get you any food right now" he replies, "why?" you say. "just mind your business, if you wish to make it out alive." he says laughing and closes the door. it doesn't close fully, you don't hear a click.