South park x Reader Alive or dead?

Chapter 15~Who is he?

Y/n's POV

I don't know when I fell asleep but I woke up in a whole new surroundings I was facing a wall, ain't that a pretty sight? I tried to stand up but my hands were tied together tightly to a poll. I turned my head around the room, the floors were wood and there were a few lights in the room. There was also a small couch against a wall with a tv in front of it, there was a door and it was made up a hard wood.

I leaned against the poll feeling my hands on the thing that tied my wrist, it was a thick type of rope. I looked down to my clothes they were exactly what I was wearing earlier.

The door knob twisted and walked in a hooded person, the person looked like a guy from the looks but I couldn't tell exactly from the hood covering them. "W-who are you." It took me a second to get my voice back to speak to the person in front of me. The hooded character shifted in his stance but put down the food near me, but he still didn't respond. "Hello please, who are you?" I shifted in the area I was sitting looking at the food with suspicion he could have poisoned it.

the person bent down to my height and I could see his eyes, they were a beautiful brown. They studied my face for a bit longer until he moved closer and reached for my hands, I shifted slightly away from them but I couldn't move far since I was tied. . . . He reached behind me to my hands and cut one of my hands loose but kept the other tied. "Wait what about my other hand." I stared at the person in the hood but they stared there knife in hand. My heart raced a slight more then usual, I thought they were gonna cut me but they just stood up and walked away from me.

I sat there one hand loose, I still haven't heard their voice. "Please tell me why I'm here." I cried slightly, their brown eyes hit my face quickly but they turned around in their spot and started walking away. "Please!" I called desperation in my voice but they kept walking not turning around.

I stared at the food placed in front of me, it was a plain meal some kind of meat and a piece of bread and water on the side. I let my eyes wander to my other hand that was still tied. I moved my untied hand to the other one and brought my hand across it. It was a tight knot but I still might be able to undo it, I turned my attention back to the meal I was very spectral on eating it since I didn't even know the people so I just drank the water. Leaving the food all there.

Later that night. . . . .

The door knob turned again and in came that same hooded person, I let my eyes wander up to his eyes and he was staring at me with a sad look in his eyes, almost like distant. "Why." I chocked out staring at him, I felt like I was losing so much energy just by sitting, and yet he still didn't respond. His eyes went to the food and shook his head in disapproval. I stared at him while he picked up the tray that had the food and before he could rise I grabbed his hand, he dropped the food in shock and looked at me with wide brown eyes. "Please." I choked out quietly, "I can't be here, I don't even know where I am." I didn't cry I wouldn't let myself, "Listen I just wanna know where I am." The guy kept his mouth shut but stared at me with a look that said he was sorry.

"Are you just gonna leave me?" I noticed that this guy won't hurt me for nothing he seems nice enough, even though he never spoke. The guy removed his hand from mine and bent down and started cleaning up the mess he dropped because of me. I let a sigh escape my lips while I reached over and started helping pick up the mess. His eyes met mine for a second but then went back to the mess.

After we finished cleaning it he got up and hurried out the room without saying another word. . . . He must work with someone or helps them. I closed my eyes slowly and let them rest for a little, this is not good.

My eyes shot open as the door opened again my spirits raised as I thought it was the guy, he can help me I know he can he seems nice. The person who came through the door didn't wear a hood but he did wear a jacket and some jeans, It was the guy from earlier. . . . He stared at me a smirk playing his lips and he took a few steps towards me and for a odd reason my heart sped up at least it felt that way. My breathing was becoming heavy, I know I know him somewhere and he was scaring me deeply.

"Hey there y/n." The voice was cool and sounded calming but the way he was smirking didn't look calm. I stared at him while the door opened and the guy in the hood walked in, he looked at the other guy then to me. His eyes showed he was sorry, he looked back to the one who was smirking and his eyes showed he was annoyed for the interruption. "You can go now Dovahkiin." The guy has an impatient look while he regarded the guy names Dovahkiin.

Dovahkiin stood there for a second before flashing an apologetic look my way before he went back through the doors. "Okay Y/n how are you?" The other mystery guy asked. I stared at the doorway not noticing that he came up to me. "Hey." The said right by my ear with annoyance in his voice, "What!" I screamed in his ear loudly and it made him jump back, I don't like this guy. "Who the hell are you?" He wasn't like the other guy, what's his name again? Oh yeah Dovahkiin, he seemed nice. But this guy doesn't.

A/N Well happy Dovahkiin (aka Douchebag) is in this, I'm most likely not gonna have him in a love interest but I thought it would be nice to add him <3 Now he's still gonna be silent most of the time but he will speak when needed. You'll understand him as the story continues and why he's here. and I didn't know what color his eyes were so let's go with that xD

hope you likes <3