Oh, Crumbs... [ Strixxie - Helluva Boss ]

Chapter 2 - Escape attempts

The snake-imp ended the call in front of Moxxie's teary eyes.

《W-wait!! Call back! I want to talk to Millie!! I need-》

His whining was immediately stopped by Striker's tail around his broken ankle. It hurt so bad...

《I already told you're not in the condition to tell me what to do, Vermin.》

His grip tightened and Moxxie shut his eyes close trying to not let out any scream because of that painful hold.
Striker placed Moxxie's phone back into his pocket, still holding his poor ankle and watching him trying to not make any sound. Kinda cute...

《Now sit here and shut up. If I hear another fucking whine from you, I'll make you regret it.》

The taller imp threatened, pulling the piece of cloth back into Moxxie's mouth.
He then got up, grabbed the supplies' bag and went into the motel's room bathroom. He didn't close the door completely tho, so he could hear everything coming from the other room. If the vermin tried anything, he would pay.

The small imp in the other room was still desperately trying to free himself from the ropes. His hands were going numb because of how tight they were tied to that damn radiator.
But even if he got free.. Were would he go? He didn't even know where he was. And with that ankle.... fuck that! He will get free! He will escape! He has to....
Even if Striker told Blitzø he would free Moxxie after completing his job, there wasn't anything to prove he would've done so... And there was no way Blitzø would let him kill Stolas anyway.

He didn't know how much time passed, but he finally loosen up a bit the ropes. It wasn't still enough to free his hands tho... He tried to pull his arms down, but his hand wouldn't pass through it.
The imp took a deep breath. This was going to hurt like hell... And he had to be careful: the slightest noise and his kidnapper would hear him.
Moxxie took another deep breath and pulled down his left arm as strong as possible.
It hurt, but it wasn't enough to break through the ropes.
Another deep breath, another strong pull.
His thumb snapped broken as tears started to run down his cheeks and he held his breath. If the exhaled in that moment, he would scream. And he needed to stay quiet.
In the moment he freed his hand, the other one easily found his way out of the bindings too.
Moxxie grabbed his injured and and as he kept crying he slowly started to breathe again. Not a sound came from him. Nothing but his deep breaths, too quiet to be heard from the other room at least he thought...
He took the gag off of his mouth and
slowly got up, helping himself to stand placing his hands on the wall. Moxxie started to silently 'walk' towards the door, he was mostly dragging himself.
When he arrived to the wooden door he tried to open it, just to find it locked. Wh- how- he didn't recall to see Striker closing it...
'C'mon...' he whispered as he tried to figure out how to get out of that stupid place.

《Stop working your little brain so much, Vermin...》

He froze in place. His head slowly turning around to find Striker on the bathroom's doorframe. Looks like a deja-vu...
The snake wasn't wearing his shirt anymore, instead he had bandages covering his torso and his back. He was probably curing the wounds Millie left him when she stabbed him.
He started to approach Moxxie, who tried to step back but the wall stopped him, just for Striker to trap him there between his arms as he slammed his hands on the wall, on both sides of Moxxie's head. The small imp gasped.

《I see that a broken leg is not enough to stop your little escape attempts... I'll find another way, don't worry Vermin...》

Again that wicked smirk on the snake-imp's face...

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《Uuuh, Blitzø... Are you sure this is going to work?》

Loona asked, looking at her step-parent working on a fake rifle. His hands and face were fully covered in paint.

《Pppfff PLEASE LOONIE! You could never tell the difference between these two bitches!》

Blitzø replied giving the last details to the fake gun. He proudly showed it to the two girls on the couch with a small 'Tadaaa ADMIRE!'
... They were unimpressed. Loona looked at the rifle disgusted before looking back at the imp.

《Looks like shit》

《OH C'MON! You don't appreciate art!》

《Loona is right, Blitzø! Striker is never going to fall for it!!》

Millie desperately said. She usually approved her boss' plans, even if they were stupid and pointless. But this time it was different... She was seriously worried about Moxxie... Just thinking about what that fucker might be doing to her precious Mox right now gave her shivers...
Blitzø looked at the fake gun he was holding. Damn, Moxxie was right to tell him to take some art classes...
Loona sighed and got up from the couch.

《Look, it might be shit-》

《HEY!!》

《BUT... He'll never notice it if we cover it.》

The two imps looked at her confused and the wolf girl rolled her eyes.
She teared off a curtain from a window and before they could say anything she wrapped it around the fake gun: now it looked like the real one if it was covered by something.

《W-wait... What if he opens it to check it?? He might hurt my Mox if he sees that crap-》

《WHY DON'T YOU TWO TRY TO DO BETTER??》

Blitzø crossed his arms at the latest insult to his masterpiece.

《We have to hope he doesn't... Besides, if he opens it he will be distracted, so we can take Fatty back and free him.》

She said. Blitzø hugged her.

《I'm SOOO proud of you Loonie!! You came up with this plan awll bwy youwsewf!》

He nuzzled agains her cheek, gaining a growl from the goth girl.

《So it's settled! We'll free our baby dick in no time!!!》

He says looking directly at Millie. The woman smiled to her boss, tho her heart was still crying not knowing where her dear Moxxie was in that moment...

~ To be Continued ~

A/N:
I CAN'T BELIEVE I WROTE A NEW CHAPTER
TODAY!!! Get ready because next one will hurt badly çuç