BasicallyIDoWrk x Reader // I Love You

Chapter 9. Why Me?

- Marcel's POV - 

Walking up the old stairs to the top floor was so worrying, knowing (y/n) is somewhere in here, in pain and distress, it's a scary thought. 

"Marcel, what if we don't find her?" Delirious asks, gripping onto his bat. I know he's scared, I would be to if I were her brother.

"We're gonna find her. You're her brother, I'm her boyfriend, and we've got Evan and Craig with us. It's gonna be fine, okay?" It is a scary thought, knowing I might never see her again, but I won't take that as an answer, we're gonna find her. 

Upstairs lead to a hallway aligned with doors, some open and some closed. Delirious and I rush in and out of every room in search for (y/n), if she's not up here, then she might be downstairs. Or maybe, what if, what if he took her somewhere else? No, surely not. She only went missing yesterday, surely he wasn't constantly on the move. 

- Your POV - 

Just outside the door I can hear footsteps, more than one person, oh no, he's brought someone here. Okay, just before he took me, I grabbed a shard of glass and stashed it into my boot, with some scrap cloth wrapped around it as a grip. The footsteps are getting closer, they seemed stretched out though, as if he's more looking for something. Maybe he needs something to make the finishing touches on lunch. I quietly sneak to the entrance of the door, so when it opens I'll be covered behind it. I hear muffled voices, whispering, sneaking around. Then the door opens...

- Mans POV - 

I hope she appreciates what I'm making for her, after this I'm going to have to go shopping. I hope she likes beef stroganoff, I know Katherine does, she used to always gobble it down. I wonder if (y/n) met Katherine when she was down in the basement, Kathy was meant to keep an eye on her. Well, what's left of her eye. She doesn't really eat anymore, or talk, or anything... Oh well, better go give (y/n) her lunch, I'm sure she's done a beautiful job in cleaning. 

- Your POV - 

Three... Two... One... I throw the glass shard, getting the pyscho right in the arm, he falls to the ground, while another man runs behind him to see what happened.

"Shit, what the fuck!" Wait, that voice, Delirious? That's when he turns around, I hit Delirious, and Marcel's with him! "Wait, (y/n)! Oh my god!" Marcel gets up alongside Delirious, squeezing me tight, I feel the warmth of their teatrs hitting me. Now we're all crying, with joy, happiness, sadness and so many other things. 

"Delirious I'm so sorry!" I cry, turning him around gently and looking at the back of his arm at the shard, it's in deep. "Oh sorry, sorry, sorry!" 

"(Y/n) it's fine, you thought I was someone else otherwise you wouldn't have done it. Now enough about me, I can deal with this, are you okay? Did he hurt you?"

"I'm fine Johnny, Marcel, thank you so much, we need to get out of here! Let's go, come on!" I say, grabbing both of them by the wrists, trying to drag them out the door.

"Wait, Craig and Evan, they're looking for you, we have to find them first," Marcel says, pulling back from my grip. I look at them both, and smile. I thought I was gonna die here. Marcel pulls me in for another hug, while Delirious is gently trying to get the glass out of his arm, he was always better at medical stuff than me. 

"Aww, how cute. (Y/n), when were you going to tell me about your friends?" I turn around in a flash, it's him, shit. "Hi boys, I see you've found my little darling." 

"You fucking asshole what the fuck is wrong with you?!" Marcel yells, gripping onto the bat that I only just realised was in his hand. I back up to Delirious, trying to quickly help him with the wound. "Stay the fuck away from her!" 

"And why would I do that? She's my little girl, not yours. So, how about you go so I can talk to (y/n) about being a naughty girl." The man starts to walk towards me, ignoring the fact that Marcel has a weapon.

"Stay AWAY!" Marcel yells, getting the man in the back of the knees making him fall hard on the ground. "This is for watching her videos!" He hits him in the left side of the ribs. "This is for stealing her from us!" Right side of the ribs. "This is for EVERYTHING ELSE!" Then lastly, in the middle of his back. The man falls, laughing and slamming his fists on the ground.

"She'll always be mine, I know she loves me. Do you love me? (Y/n), say you love me. Do what daddy says..." The man coughs blood just as Craig and Evan run around the corner, standing in shock. 

"One of you, call the fucking police, now," I say bluntly, spitting in the mans direction. We all walk out of the room, locking it behind us so there's no chance of escape.

"You guys are brave for going out and finding this young lady yourselves. Next time, give us a call so we know what's going down instead of putting this all on the spot. You kids going to be okay?" the head police officer says, as two police behind him escort the man into the car. 

"We'll be fine, after a night without stress and just relaxing, I'm sure we'll be all good," Delirious laughs, shaking the policemans hand. "Thankyou sir."

By the time we got home I was almost falling asleep, my eye lids as heavy as 10 pound weights. Marcel was nice enough to carry me into my room, placing me gently onto my bed. He said he's going to be staying with me tonight, he doesn't want me freaking out because of what's happened. As he heads towards the door, he looks back at me with a gentle smile.

"Goodnight princess, sleep well." 

After that I fell into a deep slumber, no tossing or turning, just still as a rock. That's when I had the dream. A nightmare of him, the man, it's of me in the basement. I wake up, crying, sweat dripping down my forehead, my pulse racing. I run out to the lounge where Marcel is watching some Game of Thrones. 

"Marcel, I had a nightmare. C-can you please sleep w-with me," I wipe the tears from my cheeks, my baggy sleeves drooping over my hands. 

"Sure, anything for you." He grabs me by my hands and leads me to my room, lying down next to me, his hands weaving through my hair. "It's okay (y/n), I'm here for you." He kisses my forehead, I close my eyes and smile, snuggling closer to him, my head on his chest. Listening to his heartbeat was like a lullaby, making me tired once again. 

Vote and Comment <3

Almost at 500 reads guys! Thank you all sooooo much