chapter 4

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3rd POV

"Hey, this is a pretty nice place."

Y/N wandered around the area as if she were finding eggs at an easter event, the others followed her around.

"Do I have a room to stay?" She turned around looking directly at Mikey, "Well, you can always stay in my-" Ran got interrupted by Mikey,

"You can stay in the room next to mines. And i'll make sure, if any threat were to get in the close range, i'll be sure to take care of it." He said with a smile.

"O-Oh! Okay..." Y/N exclaimed, a little scared from that random lust Mikey had let out.

-Later on that night-

"Mikey, how do you plan to keep her here?" The purple jellyfish questioned him, Mikey whipped his head back against his chair, as they all sat at a long table, some empty chairs here and there.

Mikey thought for a while, as the others were quiet and awaiting for his answer.

"Well, I certainly plan to keep her here for a very long time." He brought his head back to lay on his hands that were clasped on each other, resting on the table.

"Does she even remember who we are...?"
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A long pregnant silence was all that was heard in the room, then was said by Mikey,

"I guess we'll just have to make her remember... One way or another..." The intensity of his voice when he said the last four words, the group members were stiffened from the husk of rage coming from his tone...

-In Y/N's room-

Y/N wonders around her room, going into the bathroom that is set next to her vanity that was somehow, already there before she came, with makeup HER shade and every necessity of what a girl needs for everyday. Even clothes her size was already set in her closet. What the actual fuck?

She was greatly freaked out but who cares? Free things!

She went ahead and decided to take a nice shower. She started taking off her clothes, only to feel like she was somewhat, somehow, being watched... this feeling made her very unsettled, but continued undressing anyway, taking off her bra, showing her bare chest, turning around to a certain wall with a painting on it. Letting a camera set in it, able to catch every, single, glance at her.

The person watching behind that camera, smirked.

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Can you guess who it is? leave your guesses in the comments!

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