It gives me great pleasure to share my contribution to the @rdrbigbang Reverse Bang event!!
Words cannot describe how honoured I am to have been teamed up with @racoonjohn (aka @martiverse9 and @vanycat)! I have followed their blog since I joined the fandom and have been a huge fan ever since! If you haven't checkout out their art, you absolutely need to head over to their page. They are amazing artists and just the sweetest people!
I also wanna give a huge shout out to @coldmorte for proof reading my fic - thank you my love, you're an absolute angel! Also to @ttuesday, without whom, I would have been stuck at so many intervals. You're my little potato angel 💜😘
Bit of fluff, bit of angst, bit of smut.
“D’you know who I am, who I ride with?” Bill shouted. His arms were beginning to ache from the awkward angle at which they were tied.
“Nobody cares. You’re ours now.” The man at the fire snarled. “You’re gonna make us rich, Williamson.”
Three days, he had been tied up for. Three days, and nobody had found him.Hell, he didn’t even know if anyone was looking for him.
‘Javier will be looking,’ he thought.
The sun was beginning to set, Bill’s knees were hurting something fierce, and he had an itch at the end of his nose that he couldn’t scratch. It was beginning to drive him up the wall, but there was nothing he could do. He was certain this damn wooden post he was tied to had given him splinters as well.
“You’ll regret grabbing me. You can count on it.” Bill said. “Dutch van der Linde don’t leave nobody behind.” He smirked.
The man at the fire got up and walked over to Bill, grinning like a mad man. “Well fat man,” he paused to look around him. “I ain’t seein’ no-one here to rescue ya. Ain’t seen no-one since we nabbed you back in Valentine, three days ago.”
Bill pulled at his restraints, growling. He knew his captor was right. There had been no sign of anyone from the camp coming to find him, and they hadn’t moved since he’d been captured. His captor laughed, walked around Bill, and settled into his tent for the night. Again, Bill would be left under the stars, sleeping as best he could with his arms tied to the post behind him.