Onceler x Reader One Shots

Greedler Gangster x Female Gangster (2ND HALF)

A/N: HALLO PPL. HOW YA DOIN? AAAND HERE GOES THE NEXT PART. HATE THAT CLIFFHANGER HAHA. HERE YA GO, ONCELINGS! (DO YOU MIND IF I WRITE MY NOTES IN CAPSLOCK?)

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Darkness..

All I can see was darkness. There was also silence. Deafening silence covered me and my ears. According to my senses, my head is inside another damn sack. I tried moving but my hands and feet were tied. And I was seating in a wooden chair.

"Help!" I tried shouting but my voice was as loud as mouse squeak. How long have I been here? My voice felt like it wasn't used for a year. A bit itchy and

Then there was pain. It shot up to my spine, then to my wrists and ankles. I arched my back and exercised my neck. I felt like I was just gone from a training. You know, the basic ones with some sword wielding and archery that I don't know why we have those in the list.

I shifted in my seat and felt the same pain on my wrists and ankles. If I find out who placed me in the sack, I will totally cut his-

"She's awake, boss." A grumpy voice startled me from my thoughts. Who is she? Is it Audrey? Is it me? And who's the boss? Oh, I get it.

"Good. Now leave," Onceler ordered the man in a rather commanding tone.

I heard the door open and then close with a slam. I flinched but returned to my senses when light footsteps made its way towards me. Another familiar chuckle erupted from him. I groaned in disappointment because I just couldn't figure out where I have heard that sound before I entered this life.

"Well. Let's see who this might be.." His voice trailed off and a sudden pull and the sack was off of me.

I squinted my eyes. The room was all white, from the walls to the furniture. The bright light flooded my vision but quickly adjusted to the room's brightness. Is this the office? Wow, it looks neat for a gangster like him.

A sharp intake of breath and a step backwards woke me up from my trance. I squinted my eyes. I was welcomed with a pair of wide, blue orbs and I guess he mirrored my expression. I tried to rub my eyes but forgot that I was tied up. I groaned again.

"You? Wha-What are you doing here?!" Oh brother. Please tell me this isn't happening.

"Are you even listening?" His voice cracking up a little. He was just as confused as I am right now. I thought..

"(Y/n)! Answer me!" He shook me this time. My eyes were welling up. I couldn't help it. Oh, how I wish she's here.

"I-I don't know. You were the one who put me here so you should know!" My voice was at its worst tonight.

I broke down. I can't help it. Warm tears slid down my cheeks. It was continuous, and this hatred inside of me is making it worse. And because I was tied up, I couldn't wipe my own tears. I tried not to make any sound but my self betrayed me. I was sobbing so loud.

I couldn't be that sure, but he was and is the only one I know to have blue eyes, likes green so much and has a very small scar on his cheek near his mouth. The scar was a product of his mischievousness. I was the only witness, and we didn't plan on telling his parents about what happened.

He kneeled in front of me, closed his eyes and took deep breaths. I wonder how he can calm down at a situation like this? He slowly removed his hat and placed it beside himself. He was tearing up, but he was fighting the urge to release his emotions.