Shawn Mendes Imagines

Unexpected Visitor - Part 2

Note:
So, I finally finished writing the second part! If you haven't read the first one yet, go check it out bc otherwise it won't make any sense😂
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Music:
~ Lust for Life by Lana del Rey and The Weeknd

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Shawn's POV

A sharp pain on my cheek made me snap and start functioning again. I opened my eyes in shock, and tried to absorb my surroundings as fast as I could.

"Finally", a deep male voice spoke amusingly. "It took you quite long, huh?"

"What?", I said. "Who are you?"

"Right now, your worst nightmare", he laughed.

My brain was trying its hardest to catch up and recall past events, but every ounce of memory was confusing and in complete disorder. What the hell happened?

"Don't worry, kid, this will be quick", he assured, grinning. "I have more important things to do rather than kill you both."

Kill us both?, I thought in confusion. But seconds later, my heart dropped. Danielle.

"Where is she?", I demanded harshly.

The man, pale and fornid, eyed me threateningly and snorted out a diabolid laugh. His eyes landed on mine and cut into them like sharp, venomous blades. "Right behind you", he answered.

I quickly tried to turn around, but realized my hands were tied against a freezing metal bar. I struggled to catch a glimpse, fearing the worst, and when I finally did, I couldn't help but shout: "Danielle!"

The man laughed again. "She's knocked out, idiot. She can't hear you."

I held back acid tears. "What did you do to her."

"Relax, mate. She's not dead", he said. "For now, at least"

I exhaled in relief. She was okay.

"But that doesn't mean we can't have a little fun, right?"

He stood up and walked away from me, still with a twisted grin plastered across his sharp features. I processed his words, but every single thought made me feel dizzy.

Each step he took led him further from me, and closer to her. My heart started pounding faster as I began to comprehend the situation. He leaned down and caressed her soft cheek with his rough, calloused fingers. I groaned in anger. "Don't touch her."

He mumbled a mocking laugh. "What are you gonna do about it, kid?", he turned around to face me. "Beat me to death? Stab me? Teach me a lesson?"

My face was red with anger. Not only because he was touching the love of my life, but also because he was right: there was nothing I could do about it.

"Go to hell", I spat, having nothing better to say.

And just when he finished laughing again, the door opened, revealing a tall, slim figure."The boss wants you in his office", she spoke. She was barely visible in the darkness, but I could notice her features were sharp, defined, and threatening. She wasn't her, but still, my body froze in terror.

"Don't you know how to knock?", asked the man, clearly irritated. "I'm kind of in the middle of something here."

"Now", she stated. Under her demanding gaze, the man inmediately stood up and walked quickly towards her.

"I'll be back", he said mischevously as he glanced at me for the last time before shutting the door behind him.

I was left with no company but an eerie silence.