Give me your love or I'll take it myself(Darkiplier x reader)

Chapter 1. The Red Haired Hero

{(Y/N)'s P.O.V.}

I locked up the shelter as the sun set and the moon rose. I had worked late today because of the animals had started freaking out randomly. I walked down the dark sidewalk towards my home in a steady pace.

I heard a crash behind me and turned around to see a trashcan had fallen over. I stared at it, fear slowly growing inside me as I turned back around and started to speed-walk home. Hopefully I get home before I'm grabbed by the arm, dragged into a alley, and pinned to the wall.

"Well, hello, pretty lady~" a deep voice said. I looked at the figure. I couldn't quite see him, but he had dark hair. The surrounding darkness gave no heed of color. I've learned not to panic, but fear still consumed my body.

He held knife, putting it up to the side of my arm. The contact of the cold metal startled me. He dragged it down a bit, making me scream in pain. I didn't have a high pain tolerance (A.N. XD same, (Y/N), Same).

The man put his hand on my mouth, only to be ripped away. I heard a few yells and saw blurry movements through my tears. The yells cease and footsteps echo through the alley, going farther and farther away. I feel a hand on both of my shoulders.

"Hey, hey! Are you okay?" A oddly familiar voice asks from behind.

I struggle in the grip. It only tightens. "Miss. You need to calm down. I'm not going to hurt you. Please, relax..." The familiar voice says soothingly.

I continue to struggle until I hear a sudden snap. Everything goes black. Right before I pass out... I see blood-red. My vision begins fading to black.

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When I wake up, I realize I'm lying on a couch, my arm wrapped in bandages. I sit up and held my head awkwardly. Ugh... Where am I? I hold my aching head.

I look around the supposed living room I was sitting in. I observed a large TV and the couch I was sitting on is a cream like color before footsteps could be heard. I lied back down, pretend to sleep. The footsteps halted next to the couch and the person sets their hand on my forehead.

"Fuck... You're running a fever and you still haven't woke up. If she continues to sleep, I may have to take her to the hospital." The person says to himself. His voice was deep and manly.

I heard him walk away. He came back shortly with cold washcloths. He held the damp rag to my forehead. I immediately felt slightly better.

I slowly blink my eyes open and I see the man holding the cloth to my head. He wore a white tee shirt and black pants, as far as I could see. He also had red hair. He noticed I had awoken and smiled.

"You're awake!" He exclaims, seemingly excited. I stay silent out of nervousness. He looks at me. "Um... Miss? Are you alright?" He asks.

I slowly nod, "Y-y-yeah, I'm o-okay." I reply hesitantly.

He nods with a small smile. "Alright then. May I ask for your name?" He asks.

I blush and slowly nod. "Y-yeah. M-my name is (Y/N)," I say.

He nods again. "Nice to meet you, (Y/N). Though, I wish it had been on better terms. Do you remember what happened before you passed out?" He asks.

I think back for a moment before nodding. "Yeah... Someone pinned me to a wall in a alley and... You saved me?" I say, but it comes out more like a question.

He nods "Yeah. You panicked when I tried to calm you down before you passed out." he confirms. "You've been out for about four hours. I got a bit worried there."

I was shocked. "O-oh... I-I'm sorry for worrying you. By the way, wh-what's your name?" I ask him, grateful he was there to help.

"Oh, my name's Mark," he says. I nod and sit up, holding my still-spinning head.

"What time is it?" I ask hopefully.

He looks at his phone "About midnight. You may have to stay here for tonight since it's so late." He says.

"I-I don't want to bother you!" I exclaim, feeling bad. This man has already helped me so much.

He shakes his head. "Honestly! I don't mind! Really! In fact, I insist! It's too late for you to walk home. You can stay here tonight and I can drive you home tomorrow." he says. His offer is quite compelling.

I hesitate for a moment before nodding, he's right. A couple hours couldn't hurt. "O-okay, I-I'll stay." I say. I add quickly, "Only for tonight!"

He nods and looks down the hall. "You can use my room. It's down that hall." he says, pointing towards the very end. He looks at me as I open my mouth to object. "...And don't say you'll take the couch. Your my guest." he with a laugh.

I giggle slightly and nod "O-okay." I say, getting up and walking down the hall "G-goodnight... I g-guess." I say, confused on how I trusted him so quickly.

He just had a safe aura. That was probably it. I walked into the room. The room had black walls. The bed was black with a white 8-bit 'M' printed on the middle with a pink mustache below it. I lied on the bed, not judging his style and slowly start to fall asleep. Waiting in the darkness of the pitch black room, I look around as a hear a voice.

"Hello, Princess."

A.N. - Sorry for the cliff hanger.......NOT XD anyway here ya go

Spelling and other edits done by @EmoLeafCurse