5SOS Imagines

Somebody's a Criminal

Thank you so much Rebel_Writers for giving me this idea. I know Black Widow was a bit similar, but I can make it work way differently. :)

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Calum:

"Have you heard?"

"I know, it's scary."

"Do you think they'll find him?"

"I don't know."

"Do you think someone is hiding him?"

"Maybe, I wonder if it's Ms. Dane, she's a big old cougar."

Rumors about 'Snake' were going around. Supposedly someone was protecting him. Hiding him. Many think he is among us. I just think he's a big bad guy who wants some attention.

"Y/n!" I looked over my shoulder to see Carlye.

"Hey Carls." I waved and smiled. She looked so out of breath, probably worried she was late.

"This is not a laughing matter, y/n. Come on!" She grabbed my upper elbow and made me run with her out to the front of the school.

"What-"

"Look." She pointed to a small crowd of people, looking terrified. I excused myself through and looked down at where they were all hesitant to look.

"Aggh!" I shrieked. I dropped to my knees and cradled his head.

"Jermey! Jermey! Someone call 911! This is my brother!" I said through tears. My brother...

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"How could someone be so...cruel?!" I yelled at the man. He was behind glass and couldn't get to me, but he looked so guilty. Guards held me back, like I would actually attempt to break the glass and choke him. Which would be a possibility.

"You made him suffer! You should die and burn in Hell!" I yelled throughout my sobs and tears. I dropped to my knees and closed my eyes, as the guards still held my arms.

"Jeremy." I whispered. His face...his mouth...sewed shut. His eyes...burned. Skin scarred.

Bruises everywhere. Blood...so much blood.

"Ms. Y/l/n. Please, c'mon now." I was risen to my feet and taken to a room. A police officer was there waiting. The guards shut the door behind me.

I sat down at the table set up.

"Hello y/n. We have more news of your brothers incident." My eyes widened and I nodded quickly.

"I'm listening." I stared into his brown eyes, eager for the news.

"Well, a man who calls himself Snake, may be involved. But we don't know for sure." I raised an eyebrow curiously at the man with blonde streaks in his brown hair.

"Mr...," I looked down at his badge. "Hood. How do you know?" He smirked, stood and walked over to me.

"I really wasn't involved. I need you to trust me on that, okay?" I furrowed my eyebrows.

"What?"

"I'm Snake. Those guards, are actually some buddies. Sweet dreams." He put a cloth to my mouth and nose. And soon my vision blurred.

"Trust me y/n, I'm your friend now."

Ashton:

"Shh. Shh." Your eyes widened and you squirmed and wiggled in the chair you couldn't escape. Your arms and ankles bound by rope and your mouth taped.