eddie munson x reader

danger(pt 2)

a/n: next part of the kidnapping story.

eddie's pov: i ran into the police station and asked for anyone to help me

"Hi um I need help. Please"

i feel the tears in my eyes, i can't hold them back. i need her back. an officer comes up to me and tries to calm me down

"Tell me how you need help sir and we'll do everything we can to help you"

i try to calm down my breathing

"My girlfriend called me and she needs help. I think someone took her. I don't know who and I don't know why but.."

i can't finish my sentence as the tears start falling

".. She screamed for help. I need her back. I don't know what to do"

i put my hands over my face and cry. the officer grabs my shoulders and sits me down somewhere

"Did she say anything else on this phone call?"

"No. She just screamed for help. And I heard him tell her to shut her mouth. He's angry. What if he does something terrible to her?"

"We'll help you to make sure that doesn't happen. We're going to help your girlfriend Mr.."

"Munson. Eddie Munson"

"Okay Mr. Munson. We need a statement, mostly just talking about when the call was, and where she was when this happened"

i just nodded. i couldn't do anything else at that moment. they brought someone to take my statement and i showed them the phone record, told them where she could've been, and when she was supposed to be back. they asked for her number to try and trace her but it was no use. the phone wasn't on anymore. the officer i originally talked to came back to me

"I'm sorry sir but there's nothing more we can do until the phone is turned back on. Why don't you go home and get some rest. We'll call you if the phone gets turned back on"

i stand up angrily

"What do you mean there's nothing you can do? My girlfriend is missing with some fucken psycho and you're just sending me home?"

"I'm sorry sir but like I said, there's nothing we can do with a turned off phone"

i storm out of the station and get into my car. i hit my fists on the steering wheel and scream. i don't even want to imagine how scared she is. who knows what he's doing to her. god i don't want to know. i look at the station. if they won't do something, i will.

y/n's pov: i sit in the chair just staring at the wall in front of me. there's millions of thoughts going through my mind. patrick hasn't been here for hours and i'm dreading him coming back. the only thing i can think about is living and getting back to eddie. i've cried multiple times thinking about him. he must be so scared for me. i snap out of my thoughts as i hear the door open. i look over and see patrick with some food. he shuts the door and walks over to me

"I got you McDonalds. It's your favorite"

i just look at him coldly. the same way he looked at me before he wrapped his arms around me. before he brought me here. before he hit me like he used to

"I'm not hungry."

i look away and he throws the food

"If you don't eat you'll die you stupid bitch! If you don't listen to me you'll die. I suggest you stop being so stubborn and think about living"

i flinch as he yells. i start to cry

"Fine, I'll eat."

"Good"