aftermath // crankgameplays x reader //

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DO DO DO DO BANANA BUS!

The gravel crunched under her feet as she walked away, leaving nothing but a simple goodbye.

She was being forced to go, Ethan could see that.

He understood she wanted everyone safe, she didn't want death.

But Ethan felt that pang of guilt in his heart because he let her go and anything could happen.

The sidemen were dangerous men, he dreaded the possibilities.

But he knew she had it under control,

He believed in her.

----

The town was... quiet.

After the invasion everyone seemed to of shut up and kept to themselves.

Well at least the people who were there.

People chatted, the mystery of what happened was the talk of the town.

All the crews were different, they were quiet and it started to raise curiosity.

For example, when Amy would pace around, something clearly on her mind.

Or when Jack talks, he's not as lively and jolly as he would like to be.

People would not ask.

They were respective of them, they gave them everything including life so why upset, anger or push them even more.

----

"Bullshit!"

I shook the door handle of old cellar door in anger, feeling claustrophobic in the dank, dusty room.

(When I put the word dank I imagined a room full of fucking memes..)

After we arrived I was thrown down here with no explanation, left to shiver in the cold.

They were all heartless monsters who are probably sat in their luxury offices, drinking and eating, acting like nothing's happening in the world right now.

I slid down the dirty wall, ending up sitting down on the damp, concrete ground.

In this moment I thought nothing could get any worse,

but boy oh boy

was I in for a treat...

---

*click!*

...

*squeeek*

The door was opened, letting a huge gust of freezing air seep in and whack me on the face.

My knotted hair went flying, covering my face and getting in my mouth.

I brushed it away, looking up to find the one face I wish I could never see again.

Simon.

"What do you want?" I spat.

He smirked,

"A chat, but if your gonna be rude about it I could turn this whole ordeal violent?"

I rolled my eyes, unimpressed.

Everything was silent until I spoke up.

"Well? What is it?"

He lifted my chin softly to meet his gaze, his eyes showed nothing but mischief and I couldn't be anymore pissed at that.

"Ya knowwww...

You would come in handy around here."

Something in me clicked, and I spat right in his face.

His smirk disappeared as he wiped the disgusting saliva away from his surprisingly clean face.

It quickly reappeared as he turned to me once more.

"Oh your in for it now."

*smack!*

"Don't you dare try that shit again or I'll give you worse than a slap." His tone was like venom...

He threw my chin away like litter, giving me time to rub the place lightly where he smacked me, a red mark or possibly a bruise forming.

"Now, your gonna listen to me, because quite frankly I'm done playing nice."

"I'm going to be blunt and give you the two options you have, you either one, join us or two I use you, to get whatever shit I want from that petty little blue-haired bitch that I know better than you fresh meat, and I'm damn well sure of it."

I stared at him, one eye-brow raised.

"Y..your joking?"

He roared in laughter.

"Oh I'm not joking princess, I'm doing business."