(Y/N)'s P.O.V.
I slowly wake up and groan (whatever your thinking... stap), my vision also slowly coming back, I try to move, but I can't, I look down to see that, I'm strapped in a chair?
Memories start flooding back and I start to tear up, why me? Why now? I hang my head down. There is one light shinning down on me. (can we fast forward to when you go down on meeee! Srry, I'll leave now) I hear a chuckle come from one of the dark corners and I snap my head up in fear. I decide to be gutsy, "Hello?" I say trying not to show so much fear in my voice, but failing miserably. Another chuckle, "who are you? What am I doing here? Why me?" I whisper to myself, whoever it was obviously heard me because, they spoke...
"Oh, honey," I cringe at the pet name given, this person is male, I can tell because it's a male voice. " I'm your worst nightmare" (sorry for that basic af line, not really)
"S-step into the light, I-I want to see who you a-are" I say stuttering a little out of fear. I see a figure stepping closer and closer. As he steps into the ligh I see who it is, my eyes widen and my jaw drops oh no... (italics are what your thinking) "B-brend-don U-urie?" I say with utter fear. Brendon Urie? The Brendon Urie? The most wanted criminal is the US? I-I, I'm doomed for sure... although... he's kinds hot... NO STOP THINKING THAT WAY! HE'S A FUCKING CRIMINAL!
"Ah, ah, ah, watch your profanity, missy..." He says, getting inches in front of my face smirking. I turn pale when I realized I said that to myself... OUT LOUD, I stay quiet...
"I must say, you've got guts to say that out loud" He whispers in my ear smirking, his hot breath caressing my ear. He backs away, I tilt my head down letting my (H/L), (H/C) hair fall in front of my face, trying to hide the blush that grazed my cheaks. He grabs 2 fingers lifting my face up and moving my hair out of the way.
"Blushing now, are we?" He chuckles "Now, you might be wondering, why a wanted criminal like me, would choose to kidnap this pretty little thing," He says pointing to me. "Ah, where are my manners, my name is, well, you already know my name don't you, now, may I ask, what's yours?" He says looking at me dead in the eyes. I look, at him, then look away not saying anything. I honestly don't want to talk to him, even though he's stunningly handsome, and-- WAIT, wait no, criminal... he's a wanted criminal! STOP IT, but anyway, I don't want to talk to him anymore, he freaking kidnapped me for goodness sake! I looked down, not fully down. I looked down enough for it to me classified as 'looking down', but it was enough up, where I could still see him. He frowned, then quickly fixed it with a strait face.
"Not talking are we? Well, I'll just have to wait until your in the talking mood," He said hands behind his back walking back towards me. I look at him in fear and suddenly feel that same feeling that night when he stabbed me with a syringe.... again.... I blacked out again.
Brendon's P.O.V.
(Finally)
I start walking towards her, with my hands behind my back, only thing is I have a syringe in one hand. No its not poison or anything like it's just something to knock her out. I stab it into her neck, inject the liquid, then pull it out. (stop) I wait about 10 seconds and it has taken affect, I see her shut her eyes and she goes loose. Now, to bring her to her chambers. I undo all the straps holding her down and pick her up bridal style. I left the door open the slightest crack, because I probably would have to do this one way or another. I lightly push he door open more with my foot, walk through, then use my foot to close it again. Right as I get to the stairs to leave the basement, I feel her grip on me tighten and she snuggles into my chest. I feel my face slightly get a little hot. She is pretty, no, not pretty, she's beautiful! When Dallon showed me a picture of her at one of our meet ups, I instantly felt this pain in my chest, like, I wanted to be around her, no, like I NEEDED to be around her. Dallon gave me a 'seriously?' Look, but I brushed it off. I immediately began to think about ways I could have her.
Flash back
"Dallon, how can I get her?" I say
"Um, Brendon, what do you mean?" He askes confused
"You know what I ment, now are you going to just look at me or are you going to help me plan?" I said with all seriousness
"Is thought we were planning on robbing the bank down town, not kidnap my friend," Dallon questioned
"Change of plans..." I smirked
"Well, she locked her doors at night, but I could probably lend you my copy of her apartment key"
My face lit up "You're serious? Well! Give it to me! Drive to my house and set a room up for her in the guestroom across from mine." I said getting up
Dallon nodded we both went our separate ways, him, driving to my house and setting a room up for her, and me hiding out somewhere, until I can sneak in and take her. I realized I didn't know where she lived so I texted Dallon,
Bold Bredon, non bold Dallon
Dallon I realized, where does she live?
Oh, right, it's '420, dumbass lane' it's next to 'get a room street'
Ok, thanks man
End flashback
I realize I'm right in front of her room and I open the door and bring her in. I shut the door with my foot and lay her down on the bed and go to the dresser Dallon brought in for her. Then I realize, I don't have cloths for her yet, I should probably text Dallon to ask if he can buy some clothes for her since I can't do it. I'll just give him a bunch of money to spend on her, but for right now, I'll change her into one of my sweatshirts since the pajamas she's wearing now are dirty from the basement and sweaty and stuff like that. I walk across the hall and go into my room to grab one of my sweatshirts. I decide on the one that even big on me and head to her room. I set my sweatshirt down next to her and take her shoes, shirt, and jeans off (staaaaap), I pulled my sweatshirt over her. I picked her up and Layed her underneath the covers. By now it's around 2 or 3 in the morning and I decide to go to bed too, I know she will wake up pretty late tommorrow. I leave her room, shut the door, and sigh. I walk into my room, change into just sweatpants. I leave my shirt off because it can get hot in my room, (noooooooo) since I have most of the heating system connected to my room. (See he don't do none of that shit) I get under the covers and fall asleep thinking about her.
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