Trapped with Technology

Chapter 2

(Y/n) stood there for a few minutes, staring at the floor, trying to think clearly. Darkiplier and Wilford both lived here with Google...who was currently out doing God knows what. Dark did something to her face to make the pain go away, and make the bones heal, but she couldn't figure out why. Shouldn't he like seeing her hurt? Shouldn't he prefer it that way? So many other questions were running through her mind, but they were all interrupted at the sound of another door opening. It was Wilford's door, it had to be. His room was the only other room upstairs. Thinking quickly, or maybe not at all, (y/n) jumped into Dark's room and closed the door quickly but quietly, hoping that Wilford would just walk downstairs. She jumped and clapped her hand over her mouth as there was a knock on the door, and Wilford's voice rang out.
"Dark? Are you in there? I need to talk to you, now that she's here...Dark?" He knocked again, and (y/n) quietly backed away from the door, holding her arms by her sides,only to bump into something hard. Another hand flew over her mouth to keep her from screaming, and she instantly recognized the coldness of Dark's skin, and the burning sensation his breath left on her ear as he whispered "be quiet" into it. He looked up at the door and called out "yes Wilford I'm here, but I would prefer to be left alone at the moment."
The sound of a heavy and annoyed sigh was heard on the other side of the door, and the knob jiggled. Dark must have locked it as soon as (y/n) entered the room. "Dark, I don't care what you want right now! I need to talk to you! Now!" Wilford banged on the door hard, making (y/n) flinch slightly. Dark tightened his grip on her slightly, as if to reassure her, and he called out once more "Wilford, I promise you a full audience later, but right now, just leave me ALONE!" Dark's voice gradually got louder and scarier, but it didn't bother (y/n) in the slightest. She felt almost safe in his arms, pressed against him. Her thoughts were interrupted again as she heard another smaller, but still loud bang on the door, but footsteps quickly receding afterwards.
(Y/n) gently pulled herself away from Dark then turned to look at him with appreciation shining in her eyes. "Thank you Dark...I'm sorry for intruding on your room like this, I just...i dunno, I heard Wilford opening his door and I got scared." She played with her hands as she spoke, feeling shy.
Dark smiled a tiny bit, almost unnoticeably, and said "as you should be. Wilford is a persistent man, one who will get what he's after one way or another. Not to mention that he is very fond of you, mostly for your body, and when his turn comes to have you, he is not going to be nice. He will be relentless. And now that you're in the same house as him, there isn't much stopping him from doing so now. As for barging into my room, it's fine. Within two years time, this will be your room as well. Might as well start adjusting to it..." he whispered the last part and stepped a little closer to her, wrapping one arm around her waist and looking into her eyes. "Nothing will hurt you anymore. Not while you're here..."
(Y/n) couldn't help but stare up at him, confused. Of course things were going to hurt her while she was here...she belongs to Google for now, and then she'll belong to Wilford. Even if she knew this, she couldn't help but find comfort in his words, and she closed her eyes as Dark slowly leaned down and placed a soft kiss on her lips. His lips were ice cold, but oddly soothing, and when Dark lightly bit her bottom lip, (y/n) opened her mouth, just enough for him to kiss her again and slip his tongue into her mouth. His tongue was the same burning cold as the rest of his body, but the more she kissed him, the more addicted she became to the feeling.
Dark must have felt the same thing, for he wrapped his other arm around her, forcing her to press herself against him, and (y/n) found herself wrapping her arms around his neck, leaning more into the kiss. A small moan escaped her lips as he pulled away, just to reconnect his mouth to her neck, kissing and biting all over it. He tugged on her shirt, and had it halfway off when the sound of a door slamming interrupted them both. Dark slowly looked up, glaring into the red eyes of Googleplier, who had just come home. (Y/n) turned around nervously, stepping away from Dark but not breaking eye contact with Google.
Google struggled to stay quiet as he pointed back at his room, but spoke to (y/n). "In there...NOW!" Completely out of fear, (y/n) obeyed without protest, throwing one last look over her shoulder at Dark. Google pushed her back into his room and slammed the door shut, locked it, and made his way back to Darkiplier's room. She could only sit on the floor and listen to the sounds of struggle that came from that room, the sound of two very furious men having a vicious fight.