Adopted (Markiplier x teen reader) ~Editing~

16. The Unexpected

Chloe's pov

     Later that night, once Mark and I were back from getting ice cream, we played video games, and then watched a movie. Galaxy and Crystal were texting me. They were making sure I was okay.
     "Mark?" I looked at him as we sat in the dark with the light of the television, "can I go to my room?"
     "I guess," he said, "I just thought you wanted to watch this."
     "I just want to call a friend," I told him, and got up to go to my room. Chica followed me, and I let her in. I texted Crystal that I was gonna call her, but before I did I waited for an okay.
As I waited, Chica started barking at the window. I told her to be quiet, but she continued.
"Chica, pup," I said kneeling to pet her, "what–" I was cut off and everything went black.

When I woke up, the room was plain and cold. My arms were behind my back and tied to a chair. My legs were tied as well. There was something around my mouth. I couldn't make out anything, only one dim light lit up the room.
     "Why isn't this a lovely sight?" a voice called out to me. I tried to speak but it only came out mumbled. "Hmm? You can't speak? Good." I continued to speak even though it was all muffled. The person went away, I could only assume that I was in a basement.
I didn't understand. Who would do this? Why did they did do this? Would they kill me?

I've been down here for who knows how long. Did anyone know, and were they coming to save me? I heard thuds, someone was coming. I know it's not the time, but I hope the have food. I'm really hungry.
"Oh it's my lovely prisoner, how are you?" the capturer took the cloth away from my mouth. I still had know idea who this was.
"Who are you?" I narrowed my eyes.
"What a silly little girl, you are," the person said. I could tell they were girl.
     At this point I only had three suspensions. "What do you want with me?"
     "Simple," she paused, "I want Markiplier."
     "Courtney?" I asked. The person stepped under the light with me, and I was right.
     "Good guess, chlo'," she said. I got angry.
     "It's Chloe," I stated, "what happened to you?"
    She now had pitch black hair, her skin was pale, and her eyes were dull. "What do you mean, chlo'? Nothing happened to me," her voice was calm, yet very singsongy.
    "Let me go!" I yelled at her. She just laughed very insanely. She started up the stairs.
     "Have fun down here," she said in between laughs. She's gone completely insane.