Play Thing [Coraline+Insane!Reader]

4 Stranger Danger 4

You started coming to your senses, seeing the two people hover over your body on cold soil.

"Look they're awake"

There was a blue-haired girl, in one hand she was holding a yellow motorcycle helmet, and the other she stuck out to help you get up.

You grabbed her hand and picked up your tool from the floor. You looked around and saw the other person taking their sweet time parking their bike.

"Are you okay?"

She waved her hand in your face. You stare blankly, waiting for your voice to come back so you could speak. It took a while but it finally came.

"...Yeah uh Sure"

You didn't even know what to say. You were never supposed to leave your room so there weren't many people to interact with.

The other person slips their hand underneath their mask. He looked like a boy, he had curly brown hair, a hunched neck, and wore black and grey clothes.

You turned your head back at the girl, her style was brighter than the boy's. She wore a yellow raincoat with matching boots. The prettiest thing about her was her dragonfly hair clip.

She hit the boy in the shoulder once he got near. He dropped his mask and looked at you with a nervous expression.

"Moron! You could have killed them, You are lucky they aren't DEAD."

"How was I supposed to know that boulder was going to be there ?!"

He sounded nervous, his voice cracked like a scared little girl or angry Fortnite kid.

"You look Nimrod !"

She grabbed him by the shirt to throw another hit but you stopped her. You pointed the machete at her back and made your way up to her shoulders.

She dropped him and he slinked away from the 'threat'. Your tool stabbed into her shirt allowing her to feel the tip of the rusty blade. Once the boy left you retracted.

The girl turned around finally seeing the whole machete in your hand. She backed up a bit, shook. The boy walked toward you as you pointed the thing at his face.

"You're acting really defensive. Now, what's this for?"
He walked up putting his hand on the tool harshly. You looked at him blankly but you knew he was an idiot. Still, you let your guard down allowing him to examine your weapon.

"Machete, I'm trying to kill some birds around here. Then when I go home I can stick them in a blender."

The girl walked away with her arms crossed kicking stones and sticks out of her way. She spoke under her breath-
"Great another weirdo, and were just going to ignore them pulling a weapon on me?" She was salty but you were more interested in the boy. The boy contradicted the girl, like Night and Day.

"What's Your Name?"

His hands were fidgety and shaky. You could feel the vibrations when he held your stuff. He definitely was nervous or scared of you but somehow had more of a curiosity to him. You decided you would tell him your name.

You didn't like his presents and it wasn't helping that he was looking at you like some sort of beast.

"WOW, Don't think I read up on that name, I'm Wybie and this is Coraline"

He let go of the tool and gestured to the part of the forest the girl had gone to. You could hear her scream from a few bushes.

"WHY DID YOU TELL THEM MY NAME!" You heard a branch snap and saw Coraline step around some trees. Quietly you repeated her name-
"Caroline, like Carolina Reaper?"

"No CORA-line weird right ?" He picked up his mask from the floor and put it on his head. His face still showed and you could see him smile for some reason.

Coraline returned from the bushes and held a stick in the shape of a Y. She retaliated against Wybie.
"OK, Why were you born."

Wybie fidgeted, stuttering as he tried to form a sentence; he seemed embarrassed by what Coraline Said. He pulled his mask to hide his face but you decided to laugh. Once he heard, he pulled his gear back down and held onto his neck like a nervous wreck.

"So you live far from here..."
Coraline said. She sounded neutral toned but after what you just did, you were sure she was just asking for her safety.

"No, uh... I live just down there, What about you?"

You pointed in the general direction you came from. Coraline looked past some trees to see your house but avoided the question. Wybie chimed in snatching the sticks out of her hands.

"She lives in the Pink Palace apartments, my grandma actually runs the place. You guys are pretty close together, it's just up there"

"Wybie you are the death of me. Why not say my phone number while you are at it."

You looked to where Wybie had gestured and saw the house from your dreams. There was even the sign out in front, from what you could tell. It had the name and everything, there was no doubt it was the same.

"I know what the inside of your house looks like."

Both of them froze when you said those words but you ignored their shock and continued further.

"The Boiler Room is right next to the stairs, in your living room there's a chimney and a painting of a boy."

Coraline looked at you confused, "H-Have you been there before."

That's when you saw it, fear. You made both the kids afraid of you not by threatening them, but in another way entirely. Wybie also went silent listening in on what you would say next.

"No"

You turned your head, a blunt expression slaved your face. The wind blew your ears, making a weird sound between them. You decided to ask the only question you cared about. It plagued your mind about that house.

"Why was that little door always locked-"

"I think I hear my grandma calling me Joansy."

Wybie interrupted. Coraline just smiled nervously. She put her yellow helmet on and made her way to Wybie who was now starting up his motorbike.

"Same here, Uhm Y/N I'll see you tomorrow to talk about that, okay."

She hopped on his motorcycle and they drove off. You know they weren't going to purposely come back. You could hear them faintly whispering to each other as they rode off.

"The idiot you are, told them my address WHY?"

"I didn't know they broke into the apartment."