Chapter 15

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Y/n's POV

I opened my eyes and groaned from how much my face hurt. Not to mention my head too. There was only one light on but that was enough to make my eyes hurt. I felt something on my cheek throbbing. I tried to get up from the chair where i was but my arms and legs were tied down to the chair. I looked around the room trying to see where i was. Dark walls and the one light bulb was bright but also, somehow, not lighting the room up. The bed behind me was made. I looked at the window but the curtains covered the light from coming in.

I squirmed and tried to wiggle out of the ropes. I began to panic, my breathing started to get out of control. 'Stop panicking.' Soul said, but i nodded. I closed my mouth trying to catch my breath. "How can i calm down? I'm scared. I don't know where i'm at!" I said, squirming even more. The tears burning down my cheeks and my eyes darting around the room. I heard a small creak coming from the door. A blonde haired girl peered her head in. Her eyes locked on mine. I started at her as i sat very still. "W-why am i here? Where a-am I?" i asked but she simply walked in, with a guy following in behind her.

I looked at the guy, head to toe. The guy hand some kind of hand on his face and several others on his body. His hair was a icy blue hair color, messy but somehow it looked nice. Maybe it fits his aesthetic since his clothes seemed like he is tired but also emotional. Just from looking at him, i felt sorry. The blonde girl wore a school girl outfit. Her eyes are beautiful but also very fierce. Her hair was put up into two buns. Messy, but nice.

The girl skipped to the bed behind me and the guy stood in front of me. The light shinning on him very slightly but enough for me to see him. I looked up at him and i sighed. "Why am i here? I didn't do anything." I said, my voice shaking a bit. I looked down, trying to hide the fact i cried. I hate when i cry. There's no point in crying because it doesn't solve your problems. I can cry myself a river but my problems are still there. "We know you didn't." He said, his voice was low and calm. I looked back up at him, wondering what his face looks like underneath the hand.

"We've been watching you." The girl spoke up from behind me, startling me a bit. I glared at her over my shoulder. "Wow, not creepy at all." I said, but they stared at me.

"So you guys aren't going to tell me why i'm here? My boyfriend is coming for me. He's going to save me and you guys are going to be sorry for kidnapping me." I said, gritting my teeth, trying to slip my hands out of the ropes.

"Right, well keep dreaming then." The guy said as he leaned close to my face. i could see his eyes between the fingers of the hand. He looked away and walked out of the room. The girl walked behind me and touched my hair. Then skipping out of the room, giggling.

The small moment i had to looked into the guys eyes, i still felt something. I still had the feeling of sorrow and i just wanted to hug him. I felt bad. His eyes seemed sad, tired almost. His ruby red eyes had a shine to them and they were filled with emotion. There's something about him that i can't really put my finger on. My guess is, he's my only way out here.

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I didn't proofread this so it might be kinda trash. :))

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