Hostage

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(Y/N) P.O.V.

You feel a pinch in your neck.

"Hey, are you still on the line? Miss (L/N), are you there? Please speak. Hello? Are you there...."

The call ended. In your dazed state, your stomach was twisting into knots. Your vision was going blurry. Slowly, your muscles began to relax. Your eyelids felt heavy. They got heavier and heavier until you couldn't keep them open any longer. Everything went black.





A/N
CLIFFHANGER!

I know, I know. It's short. You are probably cursing my name right now. Or not. Either way, this is just the beginning. It's just starting. By the way, this is my first X Reader, soooo bear with me, please. Or not. Either way, that's your decision. Feel free to comment, suggest, help me revise, etc... This is the fourth book that I am starting, so I am very busy with books. Don't be mad at me if I don't update as much as you'd like. 

Anyways, thank you and goodbye for now.

-Juju

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