~~~ Your My Colors ~~~ Laughing Jack x (OC) Reader (Under editing currently!!)

~Chapter 22~

Amy's POV~

I groaned, as I started to stir. I slowly started to open my eyes, until they were completely open. Where am I?  That's when I noticed that the ceiling was a grayish-red color. I slowly sat up, as I looked around to see my surroundings. I was in a pale grayish red room with no furniture around. There was a small window to the left but I couldn't fit through it. I slowly got up and walked around the small room. There was a mattress from which I just got up from, and the door was a little to the right of the room. I went to see if it was unlocked, so I twisted the knob to open it but it was locked. Great. I thought. What do I do now? I walked back to the mattress when I heard the door open behind me. I turned around swiftly and I was shocked to see a boy with blonde hair standing in front of the door. He had an odd looking white mask, it looked like something you would wear at a masquerade party. He was also wearing a brownish-green hoodie which covered his blonde hair. He had dark blue jeans on and black shoes. Since the hoodie was open, I could see he was wearing a brown shirt under the hoodie. And I could make out blue eyes from behind the mask. "U-Uhm, h-hello?" I said, nervously. "Well, its about time you woke up." The man spoke, as he chuckled softly. "I was about to wake you up myself." "H-Huh?" I was confused. "W-What do you mean?" He said nothing, but just stood there and chuckled. "A-Anyway, I need to go now. M-My boyfriend and family must be worried sick about me. I-It was nice meeting you." I was about to leave the room when the guy pushed me back away from the door. I stumbled and fell back onto the mattress. "H-Hey!" I cried. "I-I need to leave! I need to get back home to my family!" That's when the guy pinned me down just as I was about to get back up. "AH!" I cried out, as I slowly looked up and into his eyes. "W-Wha-" "Your not going ANYWHERE." he hissed, as he let me go. I sat up, and stared at him with terrified eyes. "W-W-Why??" I stuttered, as I felt fear rising inside of me. He chuckled, before removing the mask that he was wearing. My heart stopped as I recognized who this person was. 

It was Issac. Jack's first friend.

"I-I-Issac?" I stuttered, as I started to shake with fear. He nodded with a wicked smile. "Correct." I was terrified. J-Jack had killed him! How was he here?! "W-What do you want f-f-from m-me?" I whimpered, keeping my hands on my belly. I was going to protect my baby at all costs. "I want Jack to suffer the same way he made ME suffer!" He cried with anger. "So, I am keeping you here to make Jack miserable. He'll suffer the same way he made me suffer by losing the most important person he cares about. YOU." Tears started to fall down my cheeks as I quivered. He chuckled and, after seeing how scared I was, he turned around and walked back to the door before shutting it and locking it. "Oh, and one more thing." He smirked at me through the little bars at the top of the door. "If you try to escape, there will be........severe consequences." He laughed maliciously before he walked away, and I could here his footsteps no more. I layed down on the mattress, as tears welled in my eyes. I couldn't hold back after a few moments, and I finally let it out. I cried heavily as tears streamed down my cheeks. This was my fault. I knew it was. If I had never gone out alone, I would be home safe and sound right now. But because of my stupidity, I had gotten myself taken by Jack's first friend. As I cried, the realization hit me. I would never see my family or friends again. I.....I would never see Jack again. Reality slapped me in the face, and I completely broke down. I was crying for god knows how long, before I felt my eyes start to close. I tried my best to stay awake, but I finally succumbed to my body, and drifted to sleep.

Laughing Jack's POV~~

We searched for two hours and we didn't find Amy. I was panicking. Something was wrong. I knew I never should have let her go out by herself! Since we didn't find her, we returned back to home and I just laid in Amy's bed. Carly reassured me that we would find her, but I was torn apart. I felt......broken. As I laid in her bed, I could feel tears start to form in my eyes. I was upset. This was my fault. If I had gone with Amy, this wouldn't have happened. I slowly began to drift off, but one last thought was in my mind before I fell asleep.

Amy......where are you?