A/n: part 4! Hope you guys enjoy it!

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Y/n's P.O.V:
What I heard next made my blood run cold. There was loud, scared whimpering coming from the other side of a big, black door. 'Please! Not now!' The voice whimpered. 'Mikey.' I breathed.

The there was a sound like someone being slapped across the face. Then there was a cry of pain and then... Silence.

'Mikey!' I screamed, ramming my shoulder into the door. But of course the door didn't budge...

Mike's P.O.V:
'Y/n!' I whimpered, only for the nurse to press her hand to my mouth. 'Shhh!' She hissed in my ear. I tried to jerk away from her but she grabbed my hair and pulled it until my eyes watered.

The nurse had started undoing the buttons of my jeans. 'Y/n!' I screamed. 'Mikey!' I heard y/n's faint voice on the other side of the door. 'Enough of this!' The nurse hissed. She advanced towards the door and unlocked it.

I got a glimpse of y/n's scared eyes before she was dragged into the room by her hair. She whimpered in pain. My heart broke. I couldn't bear to see y/n in pain. 'Let go of her!' I snarled, struggling desperately against the handcuffs that were cutting into my already raw wrists.

The nurse only smirked at me before roughly throwing y/n onto the bed next to me. Y/n immediately crawled over to me and threw her arms around me. 'Oh Mikey!' She whimpered. 'I'm so sorry!' 'Don't be sorry y/n.' I whispered.
I was so desperate to have y/n in my arms again. I wanted to tell her that everything was OK, that we'd get out of this mess. But I couldn't because of these goddamn handcuffs!

I growled in frustration. The nurse smirked at me before saying: 'I think I'll let you two catch up for a bit before I come back. She then walked out of the room and locked the door.

'She's scary!' Y/n whimpered, trying her best to snuggle up to me. 'I know y/n.' I whispered back. 'Did she do anything to you Mikey?' Y/n suddenly asked me. I shuddered and shook my head. No. She hadn't done anything. Yet.

'We've got to get out of here!' I growled lowly. 'Well.' Y/n said. She hasn't tied me up yet. So I might be able to knock her out or something.' 'You sure y/n?' I asked worriedly. 'I don't want you getting hurt.' 'I'll be fine Mikey.' Y/n replied, resting her head on my chest. 'I sure hope so.' I thought as I fell asleep.

Y/n's P.O.V:
I was so scared. I really wanted to get out of here, but I was so scared at the thought of what I was going to have to do to get out of here. I tried to focus on the sound of Mike's heartbeat to calm me down. It was slow and soothing and I soon found myself drifting off to sleep.

Mike was lying on a bed in a small, dark room. His hands were tied above his head with thick rope. His eyes were frantically darting around, trying to make out anything in the dark room.

He suddenly felt his chest tighten. Mike was severely claustrophobic and it was always ten times worse in the dark.

Mike whimpered as he felt his body begin to tremble. He knew that he was experiencing the begins of a panic attack. He tried to calm himself down by breathing in through his nose and out through his mouth. That only seemed to make the attack worse.

'I'm dying!' Mike screamed in his head. Tears started to stream down his cheeks as he lay in the dark.

Suddenly the door opened and there was a blinding light in the room. After Mike's eyes had adjusted to the extreme change of light, he saw who had entered the room. It was that evil bitch of a woman: the nurse.

The nurse smiled sweetly at Mike before advancing towards him and undoing the buttons of his jeans...

'No!' I screamed, sitting bolt upright. 'Y/n?' Mike said groggily. 'Mikey!' I sobbed, throwing my arms around my friend. 'Shhh.' Mike cooed, trying to comfort me. I wanted so desperately for Mike to wrap his arms around me in a hug. But he couldn't because the stupid bitch had tied his hands in handcuffs. 'It was only a dream y/n. Shhh. You're OK.'

I cried into Mike's chest for what seemed like hours before I heard the door open. I knew it was the nurse without even looking up.

I sat up slowly and stared at her. She was smiling widely, as if she enjoyed seeing me cry. In a blind rage, I lunged at the nurse. She fell backwards in surprise and hit her head on the open door, knocking herself out cold.

'Do you know where she put the keys?' I asked Mike, pointing to hrs handcuffs. 'In her pocket.'  Mike replied shakily.

I sprang up and grabbed the keys and quickly unlocked those stupid handcuffs. Mike rubbed his raw wrists, crying out in pain. I bent down and kissed both his wrists before throwing Mike his shirt and ruining out of the house, closely followed by my best friend.

We ran all the way back to Mike's house, not once looking back. When we got there it was around 2:00am. We were both way too scared to sleep, so we sat on the sofa in Mike's living room.

I leaned my head on Mike's shoulder and starting sobbing uncontrollably. Mike said nothing and pulled me into his lap, rocking me back and forth. When I'd calmed down a little, I looked up at Mike. He gave me a small smile and slowly leaned in towards me.

When our lips connected it was like everything in the past day or so had never happened. All the pain and fear... Was gone. The only thing that mattered in this whole world right now... Was Mike and I.