Speed Is Key (Jacksepticeye x Reader)

Uh Oh.

[Craizee's P.O.V]

"-And so I don't even know where to get an LJ plushie."

I answered. Me and a friend of mine was talking through Skype, which we hadn't done in awhile.

"Psh, you really like that monochrome clown now, huh?" He laughed. "Seriously dude, I don't know. Asking my fans would be a tedious task- I don't want to burden them. Y'know?"

Silence.

Humming.

"..Maybe. So, how's the ship?" I felt like this guy was wiggling his eyebrows. Oh God. "Shut up, Alex."

Wait, it's too silent. I began to stroke Mochi and frowned. "Crai, you're silent. Are you okay?"

"Oh, oh yeah. Say, don't you have to go and work at your café?" Almost immediately, I changed the topic.

"..Damn it, yeah. See you later." He grunted, disconnecting our Skype call.

I spun in my chair for a bit,

"Where the hell are you, (Y/N)?"

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I shivered, the weather was freezing. Not snowing, but freezing nonetheless. My eyes were closed, as I was tied to a chair. I didn't know how I managed to get myself into this shit, but hey, I did anyways.

I managed to open my eyes, and realized I wasn't outside-

I was inside an air conditioned building. I was alone, and the building was bare.

"What the hell? Where am I?" I groaned. My memory was fuzzy as I collected my thoughts. Let's see, I was walking to the parking lot after buying some groceries..

Then a man supposedly asked me for help..

I followed him to an alleyway, and once I realized it was a trap, it was too late. I think he saw that coming and instantly knocked me out with chloroform.

I forgot I shouldn't follow strangers.

"Well, well, well, finally awake?"

A taunting voice snickered, which resulted in me trying to kick the air. But I couldn't due to the goddamn rope around my athletic legs.

"I didn't know you're blind, but yeah, I'm awake." I bit back, glaring as a male figure revealed himself.

He had striking red hair, and magenta eyes. His skin was pale, and he was averagely built.

"Name's Henry Godri. Nice to finally meet you, (Y/N) the track star." He laughed. I swear to God, I will have Craizee to cut off his head. "Lookin' for this?" He snickered, holding up my phone which displayed Craizee's number.

"Nooooo." I remarked sarcastically. He grunted and placed the phone into his jacket pocket.

"Now, no one will save you, princess." He laughed, insanity lacing his voice. "Okay, why the fuck are you doing this?" I asked. More like demanded, but whatevs.

"You're my target since Jacksepticeye ruined me!"

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"Jack, I can't find (Y/N)."

I informed. The said man halted in his tracks, as he was putting away cleaned dishes. "..Wh.. What?"

"It's fucking 7 in the afternoon! She had been gone to "buy groceries" for what, 5 hours? The traffic's not even that complicated today!" I blurted out, pulling at my hair and just being hysterical.

I couldn't calm down. I was.. too worried for the athletic female. Wow, that word tasted sour.

"We need to find her." Jack decided, and made a report to the police station. I grabbed my hatchet, checked my mouthguard and nodded at him as soon ad we entered his car.

"Let's go."