His Little Marionette (The Puppeteer x Reader)

Chapter 14: Worth A Shot

Y/N's POV

What should I do now? I could already feel my heart rate picking up speed and my breathing was starting to get heavy. I tried to calm myself down. Now is not the time to be having a panic attack. Just then I heard his voice coming through the door once more.

"Just come on out. If I was going to kill you, I would've done it by now." he said.

Sure, because that makes me feel sooo much better! I thought while continuing with my efforts to calm myself down. I also started to think of what I should do. Should I open the door? Will he break the door down if I don't?

After a bit of thinking, I decided to open the door. I thought that maybe the second I opened the door, I could swing on him. If I'm lucky, I could knock him out or hurt him enough that he'll decide to leave. I can dream, right?

I slowly started to reach for the handle. Come on Y/N, it's now or never! I took a deep breath and unlocked the door. I wrapped my hand around the handle. Come on Y/N, you can do this! I had a sudden burst of confidence and opened the door and quickly swung my bat at him.

As I swung at him, I closed my eyes. I felt my bat come in contact with something and stopped moving. I held my breath and opened my eyes. What I saw made me gasp. He had caught my bat in his hand.

I stood there wide eyed and shocked. How did he manage to catch my bat mid-swing? Did he know that I was going to try this? Does he have insane reflexes? What even is this dude?!?!

As my mind was swirling with questions, I heard him speak. "I wouldn't suggest trying that again." he said in a serious tone.

I tried to pull my bat from his grip, but to no avail. His grip was too strong. He yanked it out of my hand and threw it somewhere behind him. I stood there, still shocked. He chuckled at my expression before speaking once again.

"Are you done? All of your efforts to harm me are not going to work."

I managed to nod. What else could I do? How could I possibly harm him or protect myself with no weapon?

"Good." was his response to my nod.

We stood in silence for a few seconds. It felt so awkward. I hated that feeling. I felt the need to say something to break the silence.

"So, why are you here?"