2P!AmericaXReader - It Was Just Another Day Part 4

(BFF's Name) Point of view

(BFF's name) heard Al's foot steps along with (y/n)'s crying slowly fade away. She opens her eyes to find they two had gone. Slowly she rose up, taking a few shaky steps to the door.

Pausing at the doorway, (BFF's name) makes sure the no one is there.

Silence.

Perfect…

The sound of sneakers pounding agents the wooden floor filled the hallway. (BFF's name)'s heart was racing, searching desperately for an exit of any kind.

Taking a left she fines a broken window with shards of glass jetting out of the window frame. Not waiting, too afraid of Al and his brother, (BFF's Name) climbed through. More cuts appear on her skin from the broken glass.

Looking back once more (BFF's Name) thinks Don't worry (y/n) I'm going to get help… Filled with adrenaline and a new found hope she takes off running away. The blood bleeds numbly down her legs and forearm as she runs to safety.

Looking around, (BFF'S name) all she can see are trees and trees. The house Al took them to was pretty much in the middle of 'The Blare Witch Project', in other words the cabin was in the middle of the woods. Miles and miles away from any towns.

After stumbling for hours in the woods she finally comes across some civilization, a highway! She starts walking on the side of it. Soon a bunch of cars zoom pass her almost hitting her. "WATCH IT ROAD HOGS!!…..You would think someone would notice a dirty, bleeding girl running down the side of the road…" Mutters (BFF's Name) to herself.

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Alfred F. Jones Point of view

Alfred's blue eyes stay glued to the road in search for any sine for his girlfriend or (BFF's Name) or even Al. Anyone of them would help Alfred.

Sighing, the 'Hero' felt like his search was hopeless, doomed from the moment he found (y/n)'s cell phone ditched on the side of the road, not to far from her house.

She was so close to safety. So close, it sickened him.  

He had no clue where to start to look for her. I mean how could he? There were no clue's to where Al took them. So how would he find them? For all he knew they could be half way across (State name).

"FUCKING SHIT!" Alfred screamed slamming his hands on the wheel. Tears clouded his vision, "Damn it! What kind of hero gives up on finding his girl! I have keep looking!"

Blinking out the tears he sees something that makes him slam on his brakes. Alfred receives angry honks. He ignores them, pulling on the side of the road and jumped out of his car.

"(B-BBF'S NAME)!?!?" He calls out to the girl.

The girl whips around, her dirty (h/c) locks hit her tear stained face. That was (BFF's Name)!

"ALFRED!" She runs to him with all the strength she had left. Alfred raps his strong arms around her as she sobbed into his chest. Even though (y/n) was still missing, this made him happy. Very happy.

Alfred had saved one person! Even better she could help him save the other!

"Shhh its okay," he soothed his crying friend, "the hero is here, lets get you cleaned up in my car." He smiled trying to comfort her. (BBF's name) looked up and nodded.

They start to walk to the car when (BFF's Name)'s legs buckle and she fell to the ground.

"(BFF's Name)!" Alfred picked her up and brought her to his car and put her in the passenger seat. Then Alfred got in and shut the door and turned to (BFF'a Name). "Okay so tell me every thing."  


   
BACK TO READER-CHAN'S POV!!!

"PUT ME DOWN!"  (y/n) screamed as Al carried her out of the dark basement. She did not like were this was headed, so she flailed her arms and legs desperately to loosen his grip.

"Doll, stop struggling. It's not gonna help." He smirked, after he said that  (y/n) quieted down a bit, but the sobs racked her body every now and then. So Al kept walking down the poorly lit hall, then passed what  (y/n) only assumes was the living room. The he suddenly stopped.

"Matt get your canadian ass down here!" He yelled.

(y/n) heard loud foot step come towards Al and her. Emerging from the other room appears a tall blond man with his long curly hair pulled back. He had a hokey stick with him…What the hell do they all have some sort of bloody weapon?

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT?" Spat the angry man. His loudness caused (y/n) to flinch. Al felt her shutter and he chuckled, for some reason he felt it cute.  (y/n) being so…so timid, so easily frightened, like a small doe… and he a hungry wolf.

"Calm the fuck down bro," He had a bitter tone to his voice "your scaring my pet."

Not liking being called someone's pet she spoke up, there was that never being afraid to stand up to the bullies and voice her opinion thing coming out again. "I do have a name ya know. It's (y/n)." She said through gritted teeth.  

Al chuckled, Matt just stared at (y/n) in a way making her feel uncomfortable.

"Anyway you better go Matt. I have a feeling we can't stay here much longer." Al said.

"What the fuck did you do?" Matt spat.

Al rolled his eyes, "Well I'm kinda holding a girl against her will, so ya know."

"Well when don't you have a girl?"

"Well I had two and I let the first one go."

"What?!? (BBF's Name) is alive?!?" She smile.

"Shut it Doll." Al snorted back.

"Assbut…" (y/n) mumble quietly.

"Real fucking smooth. Great now she is going to bring the fucking cops here. I'm going to get my shit and leave"

Al turned around and stated walking towards a door. (y/n)'s heart was beating so fast. 'Why did he want that guy to leave? Was it so he wouldn't here my screams. Shit shit shit!!!'

When he opens the door she closed her eyes preparing for the worst. Feeling a slight cool breeze (y/n) open her eyes confused. You where outside? What wasn't going to take you to his room? Guess not.

Al throws (y/n) in his car and gets in on the driver's side. He starts his car and starts to drive away.

"I-I don't understand." (y/n) stutter, trying to move in a better position.

"What Doll face?" Al smirks.

"I mean I'm glad you didn't, but earlier you said you where taking me back to you bedroom, why didn't you?" She question.

Al slows down and looks her in the eyes, "Doll, I I may of said that so your friend would tell Alfred that." He said chucked. "Can you picture the look on his face when your friend tells him I said that?"

"Oh…" (y/n) stayed quite until she felt his hand on her upper thigh, that made her glare at him. He gave it a squeeze earning a squeak from (y/n). She tried to move her leg away but his smooth hand kept a hold on her.

Al laughed with a smirk,  "You better get comfy Doll face, its a long trip."