*Until... someone walks in the door. The person stands in the doorway.*
Y/N: Matt?
*It's obviously a guy. He walks toward you with something in his hand. Under the covers, you put your phone in your bra on the side.*
'This isn't Matt...' you think to yourself, getting scared.
Y/N: M-Matt..
*The guy shakes his head. For a moment, everything is silent. And, BAM, he jumps on top of you, slamming his hand over your mouth. You try to scream, but it comes out muffled. Then he places a rag over your nose and mouth, and no matter how much you try to fight back, he's stronger. Soon, you pass out... again.*
*When you wake up, you're tied to a chair.*
Y/N: What the fuck!
*Someone walks into the room.*
Y/N: Bruh, are you fucking kidding me? I can't get a mothafuckin' break, can I?
*The guy takes off his black mask, and you gasp.*
Y/N: Nash...?
Nash: You should have taken me back, and this never would have happened.
Y/N: You're a fucking psycho!
Nash: *He slaps you* Bitch!
*Tears spring to your eyes.*
Y/N: Nash... I'm sorry, okay? Just let me go! Please!
Nash: I'll let you go if...
Y/N: If what?
Nash: If you have sex with me.
Y/N: Da fuck?!
Nash: *He slaps you again* Yes. Either that, or you stay and ROT down here.
Y/N: You're gonna let me rot.. in your basement? Trust me, it won't be that simple.
Nash: Either that, or I can kill you myself. *He pulls out a gun*
Y/N: *Your eyes widen* Oh shit...
Nash: *He smiles wildly* Yeah.
'What the fuck do I do?! I'm a virgin, and believe it or not, I don't wanna lose it to this fucking psycho...'
Y/N: *You sigh* Okay. I'll have sex with you, on one condition.
Nash: And that is?
Y/N: Let me take a shower first. Let me clean myself up.
*Nash thinks for a while until he finally sighs.*
Nash: Fine. But if you scream or try to escape, I will blow your brains out.
*You shiver, and nod shakily. He unties you and leads you upstairs. He leads you into a bathroom.*
'Shit, no windows.'
Nash: I'll be standing outside the door the entire time. Make a wrong move, and I'll fucking kill you.
'What the fuck is wrong with him? He's never been like this...' you think.
*You nod and enter the bathroom. You close the door and lock it. You quickly pull out your phone and find that you have like a million texts and missed calls from Tay, Dillon, and surprisingly Matt. You quickly turn on the shower and text Matt, Tay and Dillon in a group chat. It says: "Come to Nash's, HURRY!! He fucking kidnapped me!!!" You send it and your heart is beating as fast as a rocket. Then your phone goes dead.*
Y/N: Shit!!!
Nash: *Tries to open the door* What?!
Y/N: Uh.. I accidentally dropped the shampoo bottle on my foot.
Nash: Why's the fucking door locked?!
Y/N: Uhm.. so you don't walk in and see me yet. It's a surprise. *You try to sound as seductive as possible*
Nash: Oh. Mmm, just wait until I get it in, girl, you'll never go back to Matthew.
'God, please hurry up and get here, guys!'
