OHSHC twins x Chubby! Insecure Reader

Kidnapping our flower part 1

You have been working for the host club for about 3 months now, and it has been absolute hell. Why you ask? Was because of the Host Club? oh no. It was because of their fan clubs. 

Your POV

You were walking around the busy host club room, delivering drinks and sweets to all the tables. "Hey fatty."

 It was those girls again. The twins fan girls to be exact. They were horrible to you. They called you names and made fun of you every day due to your weight. They even got a couple of guys to beat you up one day. 

"Hey fatty! I'm talking to you!" Sighing you turn to look at (G/Y/H/N). Plastering a fake smile on your face, you spoke to the devil. "Hello. How can I help you?" She smirked. "First off you can help by staying away from the twins. They don't like your disgusting presence. Secondly, Lose some weight you fat cow! Your fat existence is an insult to us pretty girls." She sneered the insults out one by one. Then you felt her fist come in contact with your face. Tears slowly streamed out of your eyes now. You heard some of the hosts say your name, but you didn't listen. You just quickly walked out of the room, as fresh blood drained out of your nose and lips. 

Getting on the other side of the school, you sank down to the ground, sobbing. "Why do I have to be so fat?" You heard a few dark chuckled. Looking up, you met the dark eyes of the guys that beat you up. You breathed in a sharp breath. "What do you want?" They chuckled. "Oh, don't worry, we just want to have some fun." You breathing quickened. They got closer to you, closing in around you, then pounced. One of them managed to pull out a cloth and they gagged you. Then, they stood you up and carried you into music room 1. "Hey!" one of the guys spoke up," let's take a video and send it to her 'precious' host club." They all agreed and took your phone. One of them held you on the ground, with your gag still in your mouth. "Okay... Go!" And then it got bad. 

Host Club POV

The entire host club team called off their hosting jobs and started searching. "Our flower.... no." Tamaki said quietly as he began to sob in the middle of the room. "WAIT!!! I got a text!" Hikaru said. Everyone rushed around to look at the text. 

(Y/N) : We have her. She's okay, for now. We just want to play with this toy for a little bit and then you can have her. If you try to find us, she gets hurt. 

Hikaru : You Bastards!!! You better not lay a hand on her! I will personally make sure you never breath again if you do.

(Y/N) : What like this?

Your POV

"Okay... go!" That's when things got bad. One of them pulled the gag out of your mouth  and forced his lips on yours. He plunged his tongue inside your mouth and bit yours hard enough to draw blood. Then one of the others got to work on your dress. He ripped open the front of your dress and bra, allowing your breasts to spring free. He then latched his mouth onto one of them and began to bite them and squeeze them to the point of pain. Salty tears fell from your eyes. Then, you felt the rest of your dress get yanked off. You only cried harder. Looking up at the camera, you mouthed the words 'help me' before they began to slap you and punch you. "Aaannnddd..... done." They all stopped what they were doing and sent the video to the furious host club.

Host Clubs POV

(Y/N) Here's a little gift from our maiden of honor: video01

All of them stood there furiously as they watched helpless you suffer in that video.