Love is a Game I'll Win ( Sketch x Reader x Alex )

Chapter Five

Y/N's POV

I sighed. They left me all alone.

*Flashback*

I was woken by a loud slam and the next thing I knew, I was dressed. I had barely enough time to process what was going on. One, I was half asleep, and two, they did it quickly. Next thing I knew, I was being dragged somewhere. Well, not dragged, I was being carried, thankfully.

I was set down on a bench and closed my eyes. Then, I fell asleep.

*Flashback Over*

I scan my surroundings. From what I see, I believe I'm at the mall. I trudge my way down the stairs, instead of using the escalator or elevator. I stand outside the mall entrance and remember which way the house is from when Alex showed me around. I sigh again as I  start to walk in the direction of the house. My eyelids droop the whole time but widen when the house comes in sight. I run to it, ringing the doorbell like crazy. 

When nobody answers, I lift up a small, light rock in the front yard and grab the key hidden under it. I enter the house and sigh in relief to be back. I cannot wait to collapse on the bed and go back to sleep. I turn around to close the door behind me and look around one more time. I close the door and make my way up to my room.

I collapse on my bed and close my eyes, ready to sleep. I suddenly feel uncomfortable. I feel like somebody is staring at me. I look around the room before sighing and closing my eyes again. "I'm just sleepy. Yeah, that's it. I should get some sleep," I say out loud to myself.

I sigh and get up. Maybe a glass of water would help. I have this unsettling feeling in me. I make my way downstairs and pour myself some water. I drink it slowly and sigh. I put the glass in the sink and head towards the stairs. I just stare up at the stairs.

I feel uncomfortable. Like there's somebody here with me. Like I'm not alone in this empty house. Like there's somebody watching me, waiting for the right moment to strike. I'm just being paranoid, right? I sigh and look around again.

My eyes droop as I walk up the stairs. I close my room door behind me as I enter. After sitting on my bed feeling really uncomfortable, I swear I heard footsteps outside. I'm not sleepy anymore, but maybe my mind is still groggy? 

I go to the bathroom. I splash water on my face to try to wake myself up a little more. I quickly dry my face off and glance at the mirror for a moment before looking at the sink again. I feel uncomfortable again and look at the mirror. What I see surprises me.

A person. Behind me. That is what is being shown in the mirror. I turn around but the person pulls me by the waist and slams me against the door, pinning me on it with his grasp on my wrists as he holds my hands captive on either side of my head.

My eyes scan the culprit's facial features and I immediately attempt to struggle out of his grasps. "Stop struggling, it makes it easier for the both of us." I keep attempting to break out of his hold and run. "Why are you trying to leave?" I clench my teeth and say in an unusually calm manner,"Maybe because you killed my family and then tried to rape me."

He snickers a bit and says,"I thought you would have gotten over that."

I clench my teeth again. Is this guy for real? 

I lift my leg up quickly and end up kneeing him in the gut. He doesn't flinch. He doesn't wince. He doesn't move. He just blinks. Then he starts laughing.

He then calms down from his laughing fit and then asks,"Did you really think that would stop me?" I try to the best of my ability and manage to do a small shrug.

"If you're not going to talk, let's go somewhere else and have fun, shall we?" I'm about to protest when he suddenly pulls out a rag and holds it to my mouth. I manage to see a person behind him come up to me with a blindfold before I suddenly pass out.