KIDNAPPED. Rhea ripley x female reader fanfic.

Please. I'm sorry.

Raines pov..

I sniffle. Unable to move, or do anything in this room. The ropes digging into my skin, which was already thin.

Which made it hurt even worse when the harsh ropes tugged into my skin. My long hair in my face. Annoying me.

I was so upset, guilty for saying I hated Rhea. It was the complete Opposite. I loved her, I wanted her.

I craved for her. And her touch. Which made me cry. Even more.

(Raines part is a bit short parts in this chapter. To make more sense when reading.) 

Rheas pov..

My mind was filled with guilt. I knew I shouldn't have tied her up like that. But, her words had hurt me. I get up from the edge of my bed. I began to paste back and fourth as I made my mind up.

My mind being made up. In less than 2 minutes. I can't leave her down there. Tied up and crying like that.

I come rushing downstairs again. Flinging the door open. The basement door. 

I fumbled through the darkness, looking for the light switch. I then found it, as the harsh flour scent light flickered on, I see her crying, tied to the chair. Her hair covering most of her face.

Again, she didn't look up at me. She was so upset. Which made me in complete guilt. I quickly rush in front of her. I crouch down in front of her. My hands going to untie the ropes at her wrists. "I'm so fucking sorry raine, baby." I murmur..my voice shaking.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry.." I repeat shaking. As I quickly untie her. 

After I was done, I pick her up, so soft and gentle. Back upstairs. To the bed, laying her down so fucking carefully.

I push her soft hair out of her face..I sit down on the bed with her. I hold her tightly against my chest. I rock her back and fourth, murmuring soothing whispers into her hair. 

As I stroke her back to try and call her down.

Raines pov..

I felt upset. But I was calming down. A lot, soft breaths. And soon, my arms went around her too. I softly murmur into her, "I don't hate you, I'm sorry." I murmur.. quietly. 

I didn't want her to be hurt. I was quilted for saying that. I felt horrible. 

Her arms stayed around mine, and mine stayed around hers. I loved her. And her scent, as I sniffle in her arms.

As she held hers around me. As we laid like that. For hours. 

Just soaking each other up. Whispering apologies to each other.

How we didn't mean anything we said. 

I knew I had to give a reason why I had an outburst as bad as this one.