rest in peace

[THIRD POV] 

She laid still in that cold, metal bed-like structure. Her face scrunched up in many different forms, all showing that she was going through something intense.

The "medicine" Ushijima had given her was a nightmare serum, specially made by the top drug dealers of Shiratorizawa. It was meant for (Y/N) to have delusions about her fears, causing her to fill with anxiety and despair.

He found this the most effective, as he could not kill (Y/N). If he killed her, he wouldn't be able to kill the five men with pleasure. 

His ultimate plan was to torture (Y/N), making her scared of even a pin dropping. Once she was that submissive to him, she would be controllable. Then Ushijima would force (Y/N) to watch the downfall of those five wealthy men.

It was his plan, and he was proud of it. 

He had a chair propped outside of her cell; he was watching every twitch and every slight movement she made. He loved watching her writhe in dismay, it was addicting to him, to say the least.

The nightmare serum can last up to three days, it just depends on how strong its effects are on the user.

For (Y/N), it lasted up to two days, which was more than enough time.

On the third day, she was told by Ushijima that the cell is where she will be staying for the time being. She was given a three meals per day, and there was a bathroom in her cell too. The cell was inhabitable, but it was still a jail cell, so it made (Y/N) uncomfortable.

Ushijima recorded the amount of times (Y/N) jumped when he called her name; it was more than enough, and that is what made him happy. 

Only one dosage of the nightmare serum put (Y/N) into her place; and that made things easier for him.

Over the next few days, Ushijima talked with (Y/N), asking her what she would do if the five men came to her rescue. She kept it vague, as she knew what Ushijima would do with the information.

Even though she was straight up in distraught, she had to keep an open mind. 

Her owner was now Ushijima Wakatoshi, the owner of the largest drug line in this country. One move, he could poison her.

Well, Ushijima always reminded (Y/N) that he would never kill her. He would just treat her less than any whore he had. She was... not exactly fine with it, but it was better than being dead.

A week passed and Ushijima started to visit her less and less, which made things lonely for (Y/N). Even though he was a sadist, (Y/N) at least wanted someone to keep her company.

She laid on her bed with her back pressing against the thin cloth. She had just taken a shower, and she was thinking deeply.

She was thinking of an escape plan.

The only information she had was that they were in Miyagi, they were in an abandoned prison that was renovated to their taste, there were cell phone towers and power lines, which meant there weren't in the middle of no where, and most of all...

She was close to Aoba Johsai.

She had overheard some people talking outside of her cell late at night the other day, and they had mentioned that there was a dispute over territory with that particular gang. 

'And if there's a dispute over territory... that means that their territories have to be close...'

(Y/N) had been in a gang before, and she knew what she was doing. She knew how to piece things together, she was no damsel in distress.

She was her own. And she couldn't rely on anyone to save her anymore. 

Those five men probably gave up on her by now, finding some other woman.

Or maybe they already did, and right now, they were all having sex with the other woman.

All she had worried now was her kitten, Tooru. 

The clock in her room hit 23:00, and she was still awake. Normally during this time, she would hear loud shouting, but it was because the gang members would be gambling in the cafeteria. 

'They're so noisy... but for what?'

One thing (Y/N) noticed was that she was the only woman here; Shiratorizawa didn't have any mistresses or one night stands, but that meant to her that this gang was especially conserved.

'Maybe Ushijima doesn't want any woman to be laying around here...'

She sighed as her thoughts went relentless, she couldn't sleep, and she definitely couldn't take this anymore. One week of living here was more than stressful, and she wanted out of it.

"How in the hell am I going to..."

She heard something outside of her jail cell; her head lifted and she saw a cloaked figure run past her cell. Granted, she gets up, and she walks over to the cell door, gripping against the bars.

The cloaked figure was no more; she was alone on this floor, with nothing but a light emitting from the cafeteria below her. 

"Maybe it's just my delusions again..." she sighed, slowly walking back to her bed before she nearly slipped on something.

Her shoe met with a thin piece of paper with her shoe print on it. She picks it up slowly, and using the moonlight from her barred window, she carefully reads the paper.

Her eyes widened at the contents, her eyes welting at the sight of it.

'A map of this jail...'

「❮ 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓾𝓮...❯」

'There's two departments here... this prison... and a headquarters. They are connected with only one hallway...'

'I am on floor two... which is one floor above the cafeteria...'

'The cafeteria is connected with an outside field... I remember Ushijima mentioning that they play volleyball out there...'

'If I can get to the first floor... if I can get to the cafeteria... I can go to the outside field and escape...'

'The outside field is opened... with no metal gate or anything... beyond that... there are woods... I can get passed those easily...'

'The only problem I have now is just escaping from this cell... if I can leave this cell... I can do everything else...'

This map was handwritten, but it was messy, as if it were rushed. Some things were misspelled, and some things were smudged. 

It was clear to (Y/N) though, that this person was either an infiltrator...

Or a betrayer.

Or maybe they were testing (Y/N).

To see if she would be bold enough to make an escape.

She folded the paper and decided to hide it. If anyone were to find this paper, especially in her clutches, she was sure to get punished.

She hid it on top of the mirror in her bathroom. She had skillfully folded it and placed it on top of there, where it wasn't visible. Afterwards, she quickly went to bed; she was satisfied with the new plan she had thought of.

But one thing still made her uneasy. 

'Who gave me this?'

「❮ 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓾𝓮...❯」

"(Y/N)," Ushijima called her; he was sitting outside of her cell, a tray of breakfast sitting on his lap, "It's time for you to eat."

She nodded, yawned, and then got up. She fixed herself in the bathroom before sitting on her bed again. Ushijima opened her cell up, placing the tray on the desk before locking her up again.

She ate quietly, with Ushijima asking her the usual questions.

"Are you feeling healthy?"
"Yes."

"Did you have a good rest?"
"Yes."

"Do you like the food?"
"Yes."

She felt as if she answered anything that wasn't something he wanted to hear would make him angry, so she tried her best to read his feelings and comply with his emotions.

She finished eating, with Ushijima taking her tray and setting it on the floor beside him. He crossed his legs in front of him, staring at (Y/N).

"I have received news that one of the men have died."

Her heart stopped beating.

"W-What're you talking about...?"

"One of the wealthy men; they were found dead in the center city."

(Y/N) right there and then.

Fell apart. 

Her heart.

Broke in two.

"W-Who was it...?"

「❮𝓽𝓸 𝓫𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓾𝓮𝓭...❯」