SKEPPY × READER fanfic

Chapter 16 - Concrete

You've been driving for three hours. Around and around Skeppy's neighborhood and to any places you could think of that he might like to hang out: the ice cream shop down the street, the movie theatre he talked about once, the park visible from his window, everywhere. You even checked the freaking post office, in case he had been signing hoodies there recently.

You've checked with every resident of the apartment building he was living in. You asked random people on the street if they had seen him. Skeppy was missing.

Your classes for that day have long since been forgotten and pushed to the back of your mind. Nothing matters more than Skeppy. He's everything to you.

This is probably just some stupid troll for a video.....no, it couldn't be. He isn't that mean. And if he is, he's paying for my gas money I wasted looking for him.

Even though the thought of this being a video is a possibility, you rule it out quickly. Skeppy doesn't even make real life videos anyways.

You pull back into the driveway, exhausted and ready for a nap. To save time, you decide to sleep for an hour in your car. You make sure the doors are locked and you climb into the backseat, stretching out completely. Just before you're about to close your eyes, you notice something peeking out from under the drivers seat.

It's a lollipop. A light blue one, to be exact. Unwrapped, kinda melted and sticking to the floor of your car.

You initially react with disgust. Who would do such a thing to your car? It's the only one you have, and you're a broke, busy college student. It's gonna take forever to clean that up.

Suddenly you pause.

Wait. Light blue. Light blue is Skeppy's color. His hoodies are light blue. Is this a clue to where Skeppy went? How else would this thing get in my car?

You mentally scroll through memories of everything you and Skeppy have done together in the past day.

Lollipops. Hmm. Lollipops? How does that relate to anything...

Target. Where you first met Zak in the candy aisle. You were looking at the different kinds of lollipops.

You've never driven faster in your life. You skid out of the driveway at lightening speed and slam on the grass, causing your tries to squeal.

I really hope he's okay. He's the best thing that has ever happened to me, I can't lose him...

You're already in the Target parking lot after going about 80 on the freeway and weaving through the surrounding slower cars. You park with haste, not bothering to check if you're in between the white lines. The smell of hot, melting tar from the blacktop burns your nose as you rush though the automatic doors. You speed walk to the candy aisle and...

The shelves are empty. You recall an ad on the radio talking about the renovations target was making to the layout of the store.

They probably cleared out the aisle so it was easier to move. Where did they store the candy I wonder?

You step into a main walkway and scan for a red shirted employee. You spot one in the distance and you hurry over.

You approach the tall man with glasses and tap him on the shoulder. He whirls around and greets you with a smile.

"Hey, do you know where I can find the Halloween candy aisle? It seems to have moved," you question, talking quickly.

"Of course. In a hurry?" He asks.

Why does he care?

"Yes, I'm trying to find my boyfriend--- I mean a gift for him. It's his birthday and he really likes candy haha."

Good save dumbass. Gosh, don't be stupid. You can't tell him you're trying to save Zak's life, he'll think you're insane!!

"Okay, I'll lead you right to it. Try to keep up!" The employee says cheerfully.

He leads you far away from where you are, to the other side of the store, which just happens to be the very back corner.

"Actually Ma'am I think we might bee storing in the back room. You can come with me and pick out the type of candy you want, okay? It'll bee fast, I promise."

You nod. This is a little weird, but I'll go anywhere for Zak. As long as he's okay.

You follow the man through some double doors into a freezing cold storage area. You look around for the supposed candy, but it's no where to be seen.

"Okay, here we are. Go ahead and pick out your candy!"

You look at the man, confused. "What candy?"

Before you can say anything else, you feel the man push you from behind and you trip over something.

You shut your eyes and feel your stomach drop, which creates an uncomfortable sensation throughout your body.

You're falling.

Falling.

Falling.

Falling.

You scream, the sound echoing through the vertical tunnel, filling your ears.

WHAM.

You land on a soft cusshion. You open your eyes again, eyes adjusting to the dim lighting of this new room. Although it's more of a pit than a room.

You look around frantically. The walls are concrete and you see a gaming setup of all things in the corner. Next to it sits a mini fridge and a container of bottles waters, half used.

To the left, you see a door, which presumably goes to a bathroom, seeing as this space is basically a studio apartment. Besides the fact it's a pit in the backroom of Target.

The door swing open and out steps Skeppy. He sees you immediately and his face brightens as he runs over to you. He hugs you tightly and you feel at ease.

He releases his grip from around you and moves his hands to the back of your neck. He kisses you all over as you try to pull away, questions resting on the tip of your tongue

He stops kissing you when he notices your resistance and lets you speak.

"Zak. Where in the hell are we?"