Josh Dun Imagines

Attack

Trigger warning: Mentions rape, abuse, and mugging. This does not go into great detail but please don't read if you feel that this will upset you. I do not support or romanticize these gruesome crimes, it's only for the plot.

   It was 12am and you were walking home alone from a local party. You felt uneasy and anxious as you walked down the poorly lit street. The only thing you could hear were the loud echoes of the owls in the trees, overlapping the sound of the wind. You kept your cell phone clutched in your hand as you tried to just walk fast and get home.

   The length of the street seemed never ending. There was only a single street lamp that was dimly lit every few hundred feet. You seriously wished you brought a flashlight and a bodyguard with you. It was dumb of you to not let your best friend Josh drive you home. The two of you were in a fight and you didn't want to deal with him, so you just walked home alone to show him you were independent and could take care of yourself. But now you were starting to question whether or not that was true. You really regretted not taking that ride.

    As you traveled down the sidewalk, you heard footsteps and twigs snapping behind you. You quickly swung your head around to look if someone was there, but there was nobody. You walked faster and faster as you felt you were being followed. Suddenly, a large hand snuck up behind you and swung on top of your mouth. The ugly palm was silencing your muffled screams and the other was tightly wrapped around your waist to prevent you from escaping. You kicked, punched, screamed, and cried but it still wasn't enough. It was obvious that no matter what you did, your attacker was much stronger than you. You were unable to get a look at his face due to the darkness and your phone had fallen onto the ground a few yards back. This was it... you were going to die. There was nothing you could do, the town was already sound asleep. The criminal dragged you into a tunnel where nobody could hear or see you, then pinned you against the graffitied concrete wall. It was pitch black and you could feel his hands begin to tear off your clothes. The more you refused and fought back, the rougher he was and the harder he punched you in the stomach. You didn't know you were capable of feeling such fear, pain, and weakness.

   You woke up lying on the concrete ground, all alone. Your freezing body was left in only your torn bra and underwear, the rest of your clothes were gone. Everything was gone. Your phone, purse, wallet, keys, shoes, clothes (besides undergarments), have all vanished. You never felt more humiliated and violated. You didn't remember what had happened after your attacker slammed you to the ground, but you assumed you had been mugged and raped. You used the one ounce of strength left in your body to stand up, as you were covered in blood, bruises, and cuts. You limped as you dragged your numb body back into the street. You didn't know what time it was or where you really were. You were completely lost and close to nude.

    As you stood there in silence in the cold, you looked around to get an idea of where you were. Suddenly you noticed that you were on a street over from where Josh lived. You limped down the sidewalk until you spotted his large suburban house. The front door seemed hundreds of miles away, even though you only had to walk 5 feet. You were completely lifeless as you knocked on his door and rang his doorbell many times, then he finally answered. Josh looked sleepy but was suddenly completely awake when he saw your state. He gasped, "Oh my god, Y/N. What the fuck happened? Are you okay? Oh my god come inside." You couldn't find the words to speak but you just followed him into the living room. You sat down and he wrapped a wool blanket around you, to keep you warm and make you feel less exposed. He got you a glass of water and sat next to you on the sofa in front of the burning fireplace.

   Josh was silent then he carefully asked, "What happened to you? You're all beaten up." You sighed as you couldn't bare to look him in the face, "I was raped and mugged. I-I was walking home alone and someone suddenly grabbed me from behind. Umm h-he dragged me into a tunnel and was beating me then I-" and you began to cry and hyperventilate. Josh pulled you into a warm hug as you burried your face into his chest... he was angry at himself for not demanding he drove you home and letting you go alone in the dark. You asked him in between sobs, "Wh-what time is it? I've lost everything." He whispered, "It's 3AM" and you began to cry even more. Your attacker was in control of you for 3 hours. Josh began, "I'm going to call the police. Stay here, baby." You nodded as he slowly got up and went into the kitchen to call.

   Josh's soft voice comforted you, it calmed you down a bit. He hung up and sat back next to you, "The cops are on their way. You need to be ready to tell them everything and they'll have you do a rape kit at the hospital. It's going to be a long day and night, but I'll be there with you every step of the way." You smiled a small smile at him and whispered, "Thank you. Umm can I please borrow some of your clothes? He left me in my bra and underwear, but they're all ripped up." Josh nodded and went to his bedroom to grab you clothes. He came back with a tshirt and some heavy sweatpants and handed them to you, "I hope these are okay." You whispered, "Thank you" as you took the clothes out of his hands. Immediately after you finished dressing, the police knocked on the door. You were seated on the couch and Josh answered, welcoming them inside. The two policemen nodded at you when you made eye contact with them.

   The taller cop stood in front of you and calmly asked, "Hello, I am Officer Johnson. This is my partner Officer Davy. Your friend here called, you were attacked?" You couldn't look them in the eye any longer and you nodded as you stared at the carpet, reliving every moment. Officer Davy spoke up when he noticed that you were shy and clearly in shock, "Well, you're very lucky that you were able to find Josh. It looks like he's taken good care of you since we've arrived?" You looked over at Josh and he flashed you a lovely smile, that made you smile a little. You nodded, "Yes." Josh spoke up, "Can we go to the hospital now? She's beaten up pretty bad." Officer Johnson said, "Yes of course, we'll drive you" and he and Officer Davy walked out the door, expecting you and Josh to follow. Josh started to walk out but he looked back at you, noticing you hadn't gotten up off the couch yet. He approached you slowly and lifted you up bridal style, carrying you out to the car.

A/N: THIS IS SO FUCKING BAD I AM SOOOO SORRY I MIGHT REWRITE THIS IDK I HAVENT WRITTEN IN FOREVER IM SORRY 😭🔫 IM CRINGING SO HARD UGH IDK WHY I EVEN PUBLISHED THIS PIECE OF CRAP