LOST

2.

⚠️SH WARNING⚠️
Woke up in the middle of the night and walked to the edge of the city.
"My freedom is right there but I can't leave now" I sighed.
I swear I could see a shadow moving from the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but nobody was there.

I went back home and went to the bathroom.
The blade was gliding so smoothly against my thigh and the blood dripped down my legs.
I sighed and put the blade in my back pocket.
Before I pulled my jeans back up I wiped off the blood.
Then I ran back to the edge.

"If I go and catch them, I can return a hero, or I'll get killed out there. But I can also just run and be free" I thought out loud. "But I can't stay here any longer"
"There's one more option" someone said, pressing a gun against my head. "You'll come with us"
"Shit" I mumbled, reaching for my own gun.
"Don't move or I'll shoot you"
I stopped, thinking for a moment.
"You know what? Pull the trigger, I'll do anything to get out of here"
The gun was lowered and I turned around, grabbing my own gun and pointing it up.
I was standing face to face with the Fabulous 4.
I dropped my gun as I saw Fun Ghoul.
He grabbed it from the ground and Kobra Kid put handcuffs on me.

"Walk" he snapped.
"Can you please me carefully with my gun?" I asked. "It's my favorite"
"Surprisingly nice for a BLI bastard" Party Poison whispered to Jet Star.
"Hey! I don't work there because I want to! I just needed money. Plus, Korse is a total dick and I've been selling their precious info to Dr D for a while now"
"Fuck man" Fun Ghoul sighed, a small smile tugging at his lips. "You're risky"
I was shoved onto the backseat of the car and Fun Ghoul and Jet Star sat on both sides of me.

Fun Ghoul stared at me, studying me.
"Where are we gonna put him?" Kobra Kid asked.
"I'm my closet" Fun Ghoul said, twirling my hair around his finger.
I bit him and he smirked. "Sharp teeth"
"Ghoul, stop being weird" Jet Star said.
"He's always weird" Part Poison shrugged.
"He's right" Fun Ghoul smiled. "But I'll stop for now"

"Alright, get out" Party said, swerving the car to a stop in front of an old diner. "Welcome to your new prison"
"Jeez, thanks" I sighed.
"C'mon" Fun Ghoul dragged me to his room.
I didn't fight back because if I do, I might just die.

He tied me to a chair and smiled. "You're strange, different"
"Thank you? Ok, how am I supposed to take that?"
"Take it however you want"
"Mhm" I looked down.
"What's your name" he was spinning my gun around his finger.
"I'm- I'm Y/N" I answered, not looking up at him.
"Y/N" he repeated, using the gun to tilt my head up. "Hi"
I looked him in the eye and a delighted smirk appeared on his face.
"You're stuck with me now"
I blushed slightly and frowned at him. "Great"