@kfisher357 had commented and said that they'd really like a part two to my last Mini Ladd part, a.k.a Hostage. So here you are, love. Hope it's everything you wanted and more. I really don't want to disappoint you.
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Craig had loosened up after a bit and ended up sitting next to you on the bed. You forgot about your chains and had a great time with him. You talked about anything and everything excluding gangs and work. You learned about each other's childhood. He told you about the places he'd traveled to and the countries he lived in and about his family back in the UK. He could talk about himself for hours and you would listen, he was fascinating to you.
Craig enjoyed talking to you too. He felt that, as cliche as it is, he could be himself around you. He didn't have to worry about people judging him or being formal. He could joke with you without getting yelled at. Craig works in office going taxes with the women unless his friends need him for missions and stuff. He likes keeping himself busy with things that need to be done. Whenever he tries to have a little fun, for example, if someone where to say something and he'd make a funny comment, he'd get yelled at by the ladies. He hated that.
He was about to ask you a question when he was interrupted by someone yelling his name. "CRAIG!" It was the male from earlier, the one with the pig mask. "FOOD!"
He stood from his spot next to you but paused, looking back at you. You could see the internal struggle inside his brain. You gave him a smile, telling him he could go. You secretly didn't want him to though. He nodded before leaving, locking the cell door once he left.
Everything became dreary once you couldn't see him or hear him anymore. Your smile faded into nothing and you stared at the pristine white wall. The more you stared, the dirtier it looked. You grew bored and felt like you could cry. You wished you'd never told Craig he could go eat. You wanted him back in the cell with you, you wanted to hear his voice.
Soon, footsteps sounded down the hall and you jumped from the bed, going as far as the chains allowed. You were excited to see if it was Craig but the closer the person got, the more it didn't sound like Craig. The person stepped in front of the bars and turned to you. He was dressed in an electric blue hoodie and black jeans as well as black combat boots. He was tall, at least taller than you by a head. What was intriguing was that he was wearing a hockey mask. You watch him in silence as he unlocked the door and came into the cell. He stood in front of you and started unlocking your chain from your wrists. You were about to question him, protest almost, when he grabbed ahold of your upper arm and yanked you after him. You yelped in surprise, stumbling to keep up with his brisk and important pace.
You studied everything, the two of you passed cell after cell and each one was empty. You raised an eyebrow at this, wondering if anyone else was held captive here. A pair of metal doors appear when you turn down a hall and the male burst through them, leading you down a hall. You heard voices coming from the other direction and Craig's laugh called to you through everything. You found yourself longing to see him again. The male dragging you growled and yanked you again, you had been pulling away towards the sound of Craig's voice.
Suddenly, he stopped and you ran into his back, much to his annoyance. He seemed to growl, deep in his throat. It sounded almost inhuman. You shrank were you stood and he shoved you into a room, following after you. He slammed the door behind himself. He didn't scare you much, he was just intimidating. He gestured you to sit in a chair in front of a large desk. You instantly did as you were told. He stood in the corner and you both waited for someone, who you were unsure about.
But soon enough the door behind you opened and you shivered when you felt the person's gaze land on you. They walk around to the front of you and sit down at the desk. What surprised you was that they were female.
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Banana Bus Squad 'X' Reader
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