Camren One-shot Compilations

Stockholm

12 days, 12 whole days of being in a locked room. 12 days of being captured. The woman sighed as she paced around the room, completely board.

"At least this one's generous enough to give me a netflix account." She said, walking towards the fridge to get herself something to snack on, before flopping down the bed.

"Good Morning Camila." A young yet taller man said as he entered the room.

"Hey." The brunette greeted back as she continued watching the show.

"I'll just drop this off here, if you need anything just press the button. This time, please don't harass it." The man sighed as he placed the groceries inside the room. Camila pretended not to care, but the truth is she wanted to get away from the place.

"Hey Mike?" The brunette asked as she looked at the man, who turned to her.

"Yeah?"

"I need some help regarding the bathroom, I uh.. See for yourself." Camila said as the man nodded, before walking towards the bathroom. The brunette's room was more of like a suit in a hotel. A queen sized bed, a huge TV, fridge, her own cooking stove and even a bathroom with a bathub.

"How did you manage to clog the bathtub?" Mike said from the inside the bathroom.

"I didn't! It just went like that." Camila defended herself.

"It's just you using the tub." Mike sighed as he went out.

"I'll just get my tools." He mumbled before going out the room and locking it again. Camila grinned to herself as she thought of her escape plan.

"Oh." The brunette mumbled to herself as Mike walked in, in a muscle tank top and of course his signature mask.

"Why do you wear masks? Don't you get tired?" Camila asked the man, who shook his head. Judging from the biceps, Mike was indeed a muscular man.

"Is it too much work?" Camila asked, as she turned the netflix audio louder.

"Kind of, but it'll be fixed." Mike responded, Camila smirked to herself as she gently tiptoed outside her door.

"Idiots." Camila grinned as she got out, as soon as she saw the stairs. She quickly made a run for it.

"Not so fast princess." A husky voice said as a strong pair of arms held her by the torso and pulled her closer to the stranger. Camila felt her breath hitch at the feeling of the strangers hold on her, while shivers ran down her spine as she felt a breath on her neck. No mask! The brunette thought to herself as she went and attempted to turn around.

"No." Camila fell hopeless as she got rejected. She felt the person fidget, as she took it as a chance to yank the person's hand away from her.

"Ha!" Camila exclaimed as she ran down the stairs.

"Fuck!" The brunette exclaimed as the masked person caught her down the stairs.

"How did you even?!" The brunette exclaimed.

"It's my house princess." The masked woman chuckled as she gently lifted up the brunette and slumped her down her shoulder like a sack.

"Let me go!" Camila exclaimed as she tried to pound on the woman's back.

"I will, just not now."

"My boyfriend's gonna kick your asses once he finds me. Even you!" The brunette exclaimed as she was tied to the chair, looking at the woman.

"Sure, I'll let him." The woman chuckled.

"You should really be more careful next time Mike."