Banana Bus Squad 'X' Reader

All - The END

A/N - GUYS! This is the last part!! Who's ready?? 

Another AU where the guys don't have their girlfriends/wives and they're all in a gang in Los Santos. It's like GTA but not necessarily. Also, I make another debut... I mean of course. I'm such an egotistical person, I just have to put myself in everything.

Also, warning: LOTS OF SWEARING I'll try to tone it down but... you know me...

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"Who are you and what are you doing in our house?"

I feel the cold metal of a barrel of a gun press against the side of my head. I freeze on the spot and suck in a sharp breath, my hand still resting on the priceless gold jewelry. A silence hangs in the hair. I tighten my grip on the jewelry out of fear. Great, now we're going to die. If your scared, we're boned. Say your last words, my friend! Do you think they'll be our friend? "Shut up." I hiss under my breath.

"Excuse me?" The gun presses harder on the side of my head. I curse mentally. Yep, we are uber BONED. "I could blow your brains out. I don't think you want to sass me." I roll my eyes, letting out a shaky breath. Hehe, she said sass... it sounds like ass!  "Now, answer me. Who are you?"

"I-I'm (Y/N)?" I sound more like I'm asking a question. WHY DID YOU TELL THEM YOUR NAME! Can you say my name too?  I shake my head, making Bummer and Glee whine, each in a different context. Ugh, now I'm dizzy. Do it again!

"You lying?" The voice questions, pressing the gun even harder to my head. It hurts a little bit. This lady is a meanie weenie, poo-poo pants! 

"No! Ah, would you let up a little bit? Geez!" I try to step away from her but I'm grabbed from behind.

"Tie them up." The voice holding the gun orders whoever just grabbed me. Fuck me slowly with a chainsaw, there's more than one. The more the merrier!! "I'll get the others." I groan loudly as I'm dragged through the dark house. I glance behind me to see the creepiest pig mask I've ever seen. Damn, Gina. Look! He's a piggy!

"Cheese and rice! Could you be any uglier?!" I blurt. The pig scoffs, its grip on my arms tightens and I yelp. 

"Watch your mouth, bitch." It's a masculine voice, deeming this pig...human...disgusting... person/thing male. I'm gonna call him Piggy! Shut up, Glee! Damn, do you ever take things seriously? "We don't take too kindly to rude people."

"Yeah I don't either but what can you do?" I snap back sarcastically, making him growl and tighten his grip even more. I'm totally going to have a bruise there. I can imagine it now, red and purple handprints on my upper arms. Why don't you be the "badass" you always say you are and beat this guy up? Yeah? "Oh so now you guys are both working against me! Have you seen Piggy?" I whisper-yell, the pig man doesn't seem to hear me. Thank goodness.

I didn't notice that we reach the living room until I'm shoved down into a chair harshly. Next thing I know, I'm getting bound to the chair with duct tape. Wow, when that one said tie us up, I thought they meant with actual rope like... what the fuck is this? I like duct tape! You can make so many things! It fixes everything! Not our problem we have here! Oh, lighten up Bummer! Bitch- "Guys, shut up!" The pig looks up at me. I can see him squint at me. I'm about to ask him what he's looking at when he grabs my head and snaps it to the side. My neck pops and I groan. "Dude, what the fri-" He turns my head the other way in the same fashion but my neck doesn't pop this time.