Save me | yandere! (various uchiha) x reader

Twenty-nine

"Sorry." You mumbled as you bumped into the security guard. His face held a slight sign of annoyance but there wasn't anything he could say to the boss's soon-to-be wife. "My apologies, Ms. Uchiha."

It was almost as if it came out in mockery yet you had more important matters to deal with.

After a long search for a bathroom to your advantage you found one. You slipped inside quietly shutting the door.

You looked down at the guard's phone swiping over to the emergency call and dialing the police station.

"Hello, what's your em-" The lady started but I quickly cut her off. "I don't have much time. Is there a way you can transfer me detective Ibiki?"

"Well he's currently busy, I can take a message."

"No, I need to speak with him right now. There's an urgent family matter going on and..." You brought out your fake teary voice. "I just really...need to tell him.." You cried and like a dummy she bought it.

"Yes I'm sorry to hear that, I will transfer you now"

"Hello, detective Ibiki. You have a family member on the phone she says it's urgent." The woman said to him. He looked down and checked his personal phone. "Did she say her name?"

"No, but she said that she didn't have much time?" The woman said more as a question.

"Transfer the call now."

"Hello Y/n? Is that you?" Ibiki said in an unsettled state.

"Well that truly is a shame, isn't it? I'm afraid Y/n can't come to the phone now." The voice said.

"Itachi Uchiha," Ibiki said in such a hate-filled tone. "Oh, you seem to know me. I however don't recognize your voice, mind sharing your name?"

"Where is Y/n!" Ibiki slammed his fist down on the desk. "My my it's rude to speak to another man's wife." A new voice said.

"Madara." He spat out in rage. "Let me speak with her now!" He laughed mockingly at the man before uncovering her mouth as she cried.

"Sure.."

"Y/n!" He shouted in panic. Only to receive the sound of her pained scream. "It seems she can't hold the phone anymore, there seems to be an accident with her wrist."

"Listen here, you bastard. Whenever I find you-"

"You'll take me down and what else? I've heard those lines plenty of times before and yet I'm still here. Anyway, my wife and I have a lot of catching up to do so we'll catch you another time."

Madara hung up the phone before throwing it at the wall breaking it. "Watch over things while I'm gone. It seems there are some things Y/n still doesn't understand."

Madara had taken you to his office and every step you took felt heavy. You cradled your fractured wrist holding in tears at the pain that surged through it.

"What am I going to do with you?" He laughed as he walked to his bar to pour himself a drink. "I wasn't going to say anything. I was letting them know we were okay!"

He laughed even louder clapping his hands. "You've really got a thing for lying to me Y/n. There isn't any respect and yet I still treat you right." I shook my head.

"No, you don't."

"Is that so?" He said taking more steps to me. He sighed and placed a hand on your throat. You winced as he tightened his grip.

"Where did you get the phone y/n?" He said rather calmly. His lips brushed over your trembling ones. "You've done nothing but cause fucking problems since you've been here. The least you can do is answer my fucking question." He spat making the tears finally fall from your eyes.