hobo heart x reader. Perhaps we value each other?

kidnapped

I wake up with a pounding in my head. I slowly open my eyes to a dimly lit room that smelled of rot. I try to get up but I am strapped to a table. Seeing as to how I can not move my hands, arms, torso, or legs I decide to look around. That was a bad idea. I nearly vomit as I discover the source of the smell. People, dead people with their chests torn open and their hearts missing. I knew where I was, I was in hobo heart's home. I had to get out and soon. I start to struggle, and hard. The table starts to shake causing a lot of noise, the noise must have alerted hobo heart because I hear heavy foot steps coming down the hall. I had to hurry but I couldn't get loose. 'I'm going to die' is all I could think of even though I don't want to.

I stop moving when I hear him speak in a cold voice "its no use" he begins to chuckle and it sends shivers down my spine. My heart pounds so hard in my chest I thought my ribs might break open.

I tilt my head so I can see him and my blue eyes instantly lock with his crystal clear blue eyes. "Shit..." I didn't mean to say it but it just slipped out. I don't know what to do so without thinking, "are you going to kill me?" 'Shit' why do I keep talking!?

He laughs coldly "if I wanted to kill you I would have already. Stupid girl. No, I'm going to torture you." He smirks and comes closer to me. He stands next to me and reaches for my throat. His cold hand carefully rests on my warm neck causing goosebumps to appear on my arms. He chuckles "you're scared~"

"A-am not!" I say quickly. But I knew it was a lie. I was terrified beyond belief.

His grip on my throat tightens causing me to wince in pain. "Liar!" His grip loosens and he gets close to my ear "I can feel it in your pulse" he lets me go and moves away. He heads to a stump and sits on it. "I know you know who I am, but I want you to tell me. I want to see how much you know."

I just stare at him not sure what to expect. I squirm a bit but still no use. He must have noticed because he gets up and heads to a cabinet. Its out of my line of view but I can still hear. There is a bunch of metal sounds and when it stops he walks back over. He is carrying a pair of pliers and he reaches for my hand. I know what he is going to do, I've seen it so many times in movies and I'd rather not have it done to me. "WAIT! PLEASE! I-I'LL TALK! J-just please d-dont do that..." He smirks and halts his movements and waits. Why did I give in so easy. I'd be a horrible spy. I take a deep breath and clear my throat. "Your name is hobo heart. You-" I spend the next hour or so telling him everything I know about him.

(If you don't know hobo heart please look it up, the story will make more since that way)

Once I finish he smiles and puts the tool away "you aren't as stupid as you look. But I have more questions." He comes back to me and places his hand over my heart "Do you value your heart?~"