Encrypted Strings (Spamton x Reader)

Chapter 8. Captive

Spamton ran towards the back of the plastic, beige chair you sat on and looked at the ropes that had tied you. He grabbed your hands and swooshed his hands around like it was a magic trick to untie your ropes.

To your surprise, it worked. You could hear the clunk of the ropes hit the ground. Freedom. At last.

*FOLLOW [[Me? Why me?!]] lih<ner!!* Spamton ran to the shattered window pane.

What was he? Insane? You chuckled at he thought and followed Spamton to the window pane. At this point, you were willing to do anything to get away from these addisons. They were insane; Kidnapping you for heaven's sake.

Behind you, you could hear the opening of the door.

"Get them!" Clayton commanded.

Spamton looked down to the roads that were bound to be at least ten feet down. The drop was far. It inverted inwards in your vison making the drop only seem further.

Heights. The thought of just jumping off made your legs cripple beneath themselves. You couldn't bear for yourself to jump.

You had to jump, but you were shaking. It was either be taken by the addisons again or go with a mentally ill salesmen.

Spamton peered his semi-unproportionable head towards you.

*WHAT ARE u [Deals, can't wait for these hot deals!] F4OR???* Spamton stammered

You didn't have time to decided of whether you should jump or not. Before you could even say anything he grabbed your hand and tugged you out of the building with him.

"WHAT THE FU-" Spamton covered your mouth even though the gag was still there

Your legs and arms flung around everywhere. The ground was hurdling towards you.

*DROP AND [Rolls are 50% off!]!! DONT REACH HEAVEN!!!! AEHAHAHAH* The laugh was terrifying but anything was better than dying from a fall.

The blue roads and speeding cars all seemed to become to a stop. You were falling but it felt slow. You hoped this wasn't the end.

Spamton was the first to hit the ground, gracefully tucking in and rolling. However you were the opposite. The ground had flung towards you which led you to panic and immediately brace yourself for a disgusting impact.

You hit the ground with a loud thud. Right on your face, you fell. It burned like the seven rings of hell, but you passed it off with a groan hoping Spamton wouldn't see your sad pain tolerance.

You took untied the disgusting, saliva filled rag and whipped it out of your mouth.

This wasn't the end of your escape, however. The addisons could still easily capture you. You had to go somewhere but you had nowhere else to go to. The one 'home' you had was the castle but even then you hadn't stayed there for long. Had spamton even planned out where to go after this?

"Spamton, how far did you plan this out?" You asked, face red from the face plant.

*YOU"RE IN LUCK lih<ner!!! I HAVE A [new deals!] PLACE OF MY OWN.* Spamton puffed out his tattered jacket, steaming with pride. He seemed quite accomplished in his new found home, whatever that may be.

Yelling voices echoed in the background. The addisons were catching up quickly. Standing around wasn't going to do any good so you had to get going now, and fast.

"Spamton," You looked back and saw the addisons charging towards you, Clayton in front. "We better go now."

*WAY AHEAD [[of free deals]] YOU lih< ner!!* Confidence emanated from him.

Spamton grabbed your hand.

*BETTER BE fast, FAST OR [[You can't just leave me!]] BEHIND!* Spamton paused looking around. *FOLLOW m^e [[Little sponge]]*

Spamton jolted forward, carrying you with. You could just hear the addisons getting closer. Their footsteps clamored, like a pack of charging dogs.

Infront of you, Spamton turned straight into an alley way. You looked behind you, seeing the addisons just barley behind you.

You whipped around the corner.

The addisons were right behind you. There was no way you could escape now, but Spamton kept on running. You had barley known him, but it was your only way out.

*[[Hurry now before sales end!]]* Spamton yelled. Infront of him there was a garbage can. He lifted the lid. *JUMP IN* He almost insisted as if it was a choice.

You and Spamton hopped in making sure the lid didn't make a loud clang so the addisons wouldn't notice . You braced for it to be full of trash and smell awful but this time it was... comforting? There was no smell, no trash, no nothing. It was just an empty trash can.

You heard the clamor of the addisons outside.

"Where the hell did that lightner and trashman go?" Clayton exclaimed.

"Not sure, they must've lost us through the traffic up ahead." Zinton observed.

You could hear a little chuckle from Peyton followed by the sniffing of his nose. Clayton and the rest of the addisons must have done a number on him. You honestly felt bad for Peyton, he was the only addison to defend you but he still had to hang out with these bums.

"Let's keep going then." You couldn't hear any of their feet shuffle around. "What are you bums waiting for?" Clayton stammered. "Let's keep going!"

The noise of the addisons moving away from you was such so heavily for your ears to hear.

*It would be bad for business if Peyton left the addisons...* Spamton whispered to himself. His tone was normal. No longer, scratchy and insane. It's as if he knew exactly what you were thinking.

Spamton jerked his head out the trash can looking around to see if the addisons were really gone. 

He went back down. 

*WELL!!! WELCOME TO [[your whole new world!]]* He praised. 

"Oh sweet mother of mercy," you thought.