[Vanoss X reader]
[Cold]

WARNING: Attempted suicide and depression take place in this chapter! If this'll trigger you, skip this one!

Key:
(Y/n) = Your name
(E/c) = Eye colour
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"You're going to die because you ignored the signs Momma warned you about!"

I shiver in fear crying into my blindfold. They've caught me after all the restless years of running, disguises and sleepless nights. The one night that I decided to relax and take a break to be myself. I'm going to that hellish man after all the extensive training to keep myself from getting caught.

A set of footsteps echo the room. Someone is here. I whimper shivering at the footsteps which seem to be circling me as the sound travels to my ears.

"Please don't hurt me..." I beg.

They stop behind me and I freeze up.

"Why would you open your mouth, you fool?!"

I whimper. Hot breath meets the exposed skin of my right shoulder making the hairs on my neck raise. I sob into my forced darkness afraid of what'll happen next. Their breathing is slow yet intimidating.

"If you don't piss me off, I won't." A male Canadian voice says calmly.

I yelp at the unexpected action from my kidnapper. More sobs escape my lips, why did I have to be infamous in the criminal world?! I didn't ask for this, I'm not even a criminal! I don't even want any sort of association with that prick!

His hot breath lingers over my shoulder blade. My face heats up at how his hot breath made my skin prickle in heat. A small nibble on my right ear and I tense up hastily. The crazy thing is I'm not sure if I'm uncomfortable or...if I'm somehow enjoying this sickening event.

"You like that, baby?" He chuckles lowly.

"S-Stop. Please just let me go! I swear I won't tell a soul!" I beg.

He chuckles and breathes down my ear saying, "Your begging is really turning me on, angel face."

I shiver in fear. This kidnapper is disgusting, why can't I just live a peaceful life? His footsteps echo to in front of me and I hear the scratching of something. I can hear his movement, he's right in front of me. I yelp at the contact as something touches both sides of my face.

"Hold still!" He growls angrily.

I bite my lip and tense up feeling the contact yet again. Suddenly I'm pulled from my darkness and I can see before me is the man. He's wearing an owl mask, a red jacket and black pants - I feel my face pale.

"V-Vanoss!" I gasp fearfully.

I can feel his smirk beneath his owl mask. Vanoss is Los Santos leading gang leader known for being inhumane and merciless, he's a man you don't want to piss off. He's the leader of the BBS crew. The most feared and dangerous crew in all of Los Santos.

"The one and only, baby. I gotta admit! You were pretty hard to find but when someone like Trevor Phillips has a kid and you want power and riches well, you don't just give up. Now, how do I give you back to him?" Vanoss chuckles darkly.

He stands to his feet from originally sitting on a large wooden box. My eyes widen in shock. What's he going to do to me...? I'm going back to that hell, I can't go back to that life again! I'll never escape him again!

"You'd be better off killing yourself! Remember Momma's rules?"

I spot the gun in his right holster. I need to get my hands free somehow without him noticing, I refuse to go back to that life again. Subtly, I wiggle my wrists under the rope. My ankles are free from any sort of bindings.

"P-Please just let me go! I-I'll do anything!" I beg crying.

His smirk has grown, I can tell. His caramel eyes are filled with dark intention and maliciousness.

"Anything?" He smirks.

"Anything!" I repeat without hesitation.

He stares at me with thought. It doesn't matter what he wants it's just a ruse; I'm leaving everything behind as soon as I get that gun.

"I have just the job for you, Princess." He smirks.

He lifts his mask exposing his jawline and lips, his smirk thick on his face with triumph.

"Your job is to please me and maybe, I'll let you leave." He chuckles huskily.

I gulp as he walks behind me, his hot breath on my neck once again. I bite my lip and close my eyes as his soft lips meet my exposed skin.

"Use sex as a weapon then take his gun, shoot yourself. You have no other way out, his crew will surely be on the other side of that door."

I haven't got a choice. This is my only escape, at least it will be a permanent escape. Out of the corner of my eye, I see his eyes are closed as he kisses my skin and I can't help but bite my lip and whine making him chuckle. I slowly wiggle my hands out the rope carefully trying to avoid diverting his attention from kissing my exposed shoulder.

"Hey, Vanoss! We have an issue!" A high pitched voice declares, the door opening leaking light inside.

Vanoss groans removing his lips from my shoulder walking over to the person in the doorway standing just in front of me.

"This is your chance! Get that gun and shoot yourself in the head, death is better than going back to that meth head!"

I jump up and snatch the gun from his holster.

"VANOSS, WATCH OUT!"

I cock the gun quickly putting the gun to my temple closing my eyes and pulling the trigger. Nothing. I open my eyes wide and look at the gun examining it; no ammo. I scream throwing the gun across the room and dropping to my knees crying into my hands.

"I thought she saw going to shoot you, I-I didn't think she was going to try shoot herself..."

Multiple footsteps smack against the floor.

"You're done. You're never getting away from him again, (Y/n)."

"What the fuck happened?! We heard Lui shout!" Someone else yells.

More tears flood my eyes and sobs escape my lips. I hate my life.

"She...tried to shoot herself." Someone says.

I look up to see at least ten masked people in the room. My eyes desperate as I look up at them from my kneeling form.

"Please kill me, I'd rather die than live like this! I'm not going back to him again! I got away once, I'll never get away again. Just kill me! Give me the gun, I'll do it myself!" I cry.

Silence. It can be comforting or deafening. In this case, I can't tell which one. Someone broke the silence.

"So? We have a suicidal hostage, it's not the first time." One says nonchalant.

"Yeah but the suicidal hostages tried to shoot the crew! Not themselves!" Another argues.

They continue squabbling back and forth as I stare blankly at the floor in despair.

"Shut up a minute!" The Canadian shouts quickly silencing everyone.

My gaze is fixated onto the dirty stone floor. Black sneakers come into my view right in front of me.

"Look at me." The Canadian orders.

"Piss him off. He'll definitely put a bullet through your head then! He doesn't have a choice, his crew is watching!"

I ignore his command ignoring my Momma's rules. She's screaming at me in my head nagging me, taunting me, haunting me. I can practically feel her turning in her grave.

"Look at me!" He shouts.

"Would you just fucking kill me!" I shout with tears streaming down my face as I look up at the man before me.

I could cut the tension with a knife. I stare desperately into his brown eyes begging for my end. My eyes trail down his muscular arm to see the gun in his hand, a huge smile spreads onto my face. He stares into my (e/c) eyes with a look of pity seeing my desperation for death and happiness seeing the gun in his hand.

"So you'd rather die, huh?" He questions.

"I'd rather die a million deaths, slow and painful if I had to than go back there." I say with the smile glued to my face and my eyes fixated on his.

He subtly nods. The cool metal gently touches my forehead between my eyes. He cocks the gun and he keeps his gaze on me. People call him mercilessly somehow, he's about to give me the greatest gift that I've ever been given.

"Thank you." I smile gratefully.

I close my eyes keeping my smile on my face. Suddenly the metal is no longer on my head. BANG! I open my eyes to see that the masked monkey with the red jacket stopped Vanoss from shooting me.

"Lui, what the fuck?!" Vanoss yells, pushing him off.

"I can't just watch someone die like this! I'll not let you!" He yells back at his leader.

"Take the gun. You know that this one has ammo in; do it yourself!"

Vanoss is glaring at his comrade in deep anger at his actions. This Lui stands in front of me shielding me from Vanoss and the gun which just angers me in turn.

"You're not killing her like this! She's not thinking straight, this isn't what she wants!" Lui exclaims.

My blood boils in anger. I just tried to shoot myself the first time around! I don't want this life!

"Who the fuck are you to tell someone what I do and don't want?!" I yell at the masked man.

This Lui character whirls around to me. His eyes hold shock and sympathy.

"I don't want this life! I don't want to go back to him and live like a slave ever again! I don't want the abuse I had to endure with for so long! I don't want him anywhere near me again! I never want him to look, speak or touch me ever again! People will only keep coming for me and I'm fucking tired of running and hiding!" I shout at Lui now standing on my feet.

I turn my eyes to Vanoss who's in slight shock but more anger than anything.

"Give me the gun, I'll fucking do it myself!" I say, my eyes fixated on the gun yet again.

Lui stands in front of me again and he turns to Vanoss.

"Just listen! W-We could work around this! We don't have to kill her!" Lui begs.

"You heard the girl, she wants death. She clearly doesn't want to go back so I'm simply putting her out of her misery." Vanoss replies.

I just want to die. I just want this life to go down the drain. Nobody will miss me, nobody will care that I'm dead, nobody needs or wants me.

"B-But, think about Trevor! If you kill his daughter, he'll declare war! We could use her to our advantage instead!" Lui says panicked.

Use me how? Like Trevor cares what happens, he was the one who hurt me in the first place!

"Lui, move." Vanoss growls.

"I won't move! Just think! We could use her, we could build her up, we could have her be part of the team and use her against him!" Lui yells.

Vanoss's eyes now have different intent. He has other alternative motives. Why didn't he just kill me? I drop to the floor and sob once again.

"Just fucking kill me...just kill me. JUST KILL ME!" I scream.
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I might actually turn this into a book! 😁 I actually did have a lot of fun with this one 😋 If this does become a book, it won't happen for a while as I have another book in the works which I'm committed to! 😋 I hope you enjoyed ☺️

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