barb x reader

part 7

(for now mystery person will be called mp until we get to their name)

You feel their gaze on you as you look away, trying to work up the courage to look and them in the eyes, while you lost in your thoughts you hear a small

"click"

You head automatically turned to the cage door, it was wide open, but the mp was in the way, standing in your way of freedom, you stood up, looking  at them, ready for a fight, mp reaches into their pocket of the dark thick coat, pulling out a rope. Mp starts to approach you once again, you watch them creeping closer and closer, you suddenly start making a run for it to the door, mp seems to be slightly taken aback by your sudden strike of bravery, just inches from escaping you feel a tug on your arm, a thight grip not letting go, in a rush of adrenaline you turn back around and tackles them, something feels.. Familier about this, shaking that thought out of your head you countinue to struggle with mp, not giving up without a fight while they try to wrap the rope around your wrists, oddly enough they seem to be enjoying the struggle,

After a few long minutes you feel a tight force, keeping your arms together behind your back, you start to kick at the clocked figure as they sling you over their shoulder, they start to walk to the door, seemingly not fazed by the kicking and struggling, holding a hand over your mouth while you stuggle, after a while of sneeking around  you spot the outside door, mp stays still for a few minutes until they start approaching the exit

The last thing you saw was barb, reaching out to you in desperation as she sprints, but despite how close sh3 was the mp jumped off the  angler buss. And you just blacked out from the shock.

You groggily wake up to an oh so familier feeling of the cold shackles wrapped tightly around your ankles, you rub your eyes in an attempt to see a little more clear.

Mp "hey hun, i see your awake"

A deep voice said in a cocky tone. You see a dark blue troll with short black messy hair, dressed in denim black jeans and a white dirty singlet, a tattered and spiked jacket to match his hard rock look.

Y/n "dont call me hun. Who are you? Were is barb?"

You asked in an demanding tone. Sort of surprising yourself with your own words

Kade "oh woah woah calm down princess, im kade, and your now my prisoner, and barb is far far away by now, or looking for you. Depends on how much she cares sweetheart"

You hastily stood up and started too charge at him, but you dont make it far when you feel the tug of the chain, kade chuckles as he stares at you with amusement, teasing you by standing just out of reach

Kade "now now, no need to get all wineded up"

He said, followed by a chuckle

Kade "who knew that barb had such an intresting prisoner though. What did she call you..? Itty.. Bitty.. Prisoner?"

You try to attack him once again, you hated it when barb called you that but you hated it even more with him saying it