Prey On Me |Kylo Ren x Reader|

John Doe

Any place would be better than here...

That's all your brain could process as you sat stuck in traffic, as usual. You always made a point to leave your apartment early, you couldn't stand the thought of being late for work.

You were always punctual, at least being on time was one of the few things you could get right in your life. But the traffic in Clark County Nevada was enough to drive even the sanest person mad. Being so close to the biggest tourist trap in the state was annoying, to say the least, you didn't think of Vegas to be such a big deal as the rest of the world did.

You kept eyeballing your watch, becoming paranoid. Luckily the traffic died down enough for you to get to work in time, finding a semi-decent parking spot.

You shuffled out of the small compact car, trying to juggle an armful of paperwork plus your coffee in the other hand. Before you even made it to the sidewalk your heel hit a bump in the cement. Causing you to stumble to your knees, spilling your coffee of course.

Thanks again universe...

You sighed with frustration, gathering your papers before they blew off in the wind. The sound of a hefty chuckle caught your attention. You raised your head, adjusting your glasses while you looked up at a familiar face.

One of your colleagues, David Howard. A short stubby man, who like most men lacked basic human decency. Technically he was your superior, even though you both were equal in your degrees and experience. But for reasons unknown he was granted a higher position, making you beneath him.

He stood there, watching me collect my belongings from the ground.

"Classic Y/N..." He snickered, not even attempting to help.

You half smiled, trying to ignore his comment.

"We've got an entire day of bullshit ahead of us, and you are already getting it started."

You didn't even bother wondering if it was a joke or not. You knew it wasn't, but of course, he made it seem like a joke. Laughing with more force than needed.

"Very funny, I would love to joke all day but I got this paperwork you need to fil-"

"We're not even in the building yet Y/N, relax."

You sighed, following directly behind him as he walked up the pathway.

From the outside, your place of employment wasn't the prettiest sight to see. In fact, most people considered your job to be horrendous in general.

True, working at a psychiatric hospital wasn't the most glamorous. But you weren't here for that, you were here for the patients. There was something about understanding others that gave you some sort of purpose in your life.

You relied on your job daily to keep your mind occupied. That way you could forget your own demons lurking in your own head. David always teased you, claiming you needed your own psychiatrist. You rolled your eyes every time he joked about it.

Talking or even thinking about your own problems seemed impossible to you. But listening to others, and helping them through their own turmoil was something you could do.

The entire building was surrounded by a tall chain-link fence, with barbed wire lining the top. Going through security was a task all in itself. Bag-check, metal detectors...

All the necessary precautions to keep the workers and patients safe.

"Leave that crap on my desk, I have an urgent meeting."