A Woman worth your tears (BBC Merlin)

Chapter 1

AN: sup ✌️😌.  Welcome girls, gays and theys. I'm just a simple author who started a book at midnight becuase she snuck her phone into her room and now is stuck because she forgot her headphones.

Tbh I have no fucking clue how far this book goes but hey! We're all depressed so who gives a shit?

Disclamer: no, I don't own Merlin (no matter how much I wish)

I call shotgun! (or pistol if you wanna be specific)

You scrolled through your phone with boredom. Previously having jumped out of the shower and eaten as much cake as your body was fit to handle, before you sat on your bed with some random tv show playing in the background.

That was till you heard a bang.

You shot up with wide eyes, glancing out of the window to see it was dark.

This better not be a fucking robbery

Quickly you opened your bedroom drawer and grabbed your gun.

Yea! Bring a gun! What a great way to calm down a situation! You thought sarcastically as you checked the bullets.

Carefully, you put on your slippers and tiptoed towards your door, as you looked across the hall you could see the downstairs light was on.

What a shitty robber

You inched forwards and quietly made your way down the steps, suddenly feeling like James Bond and began to humm the theme tune in your head. You stopped that thought when you heard laboured breathing and staggered steps.

You stopped at the bottom of the stairs and frowned, realising they were in the kitchen. Your hands shook and your heart pounded in your ears.

You really did not want your two floor apartment to become a crime scene (no matter how cool that would be), so you slowly walked towards the small kitchen.

You peaked you head round the corner, seeing the back of the intruder, before swiveling to face them and brining up the pistol.

"who are you?" you mentally congratulated yourself for not stuttering, careful to note how the gun shook

The other spun around with such force you could have sworn they tore a muscle. You stared in stunned silence at him.

"John!?" you lowered your gun, blinking in supprised at your roommate "what are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be staying at Claire's tonight?"

Your relieved smile dropped slightly, taking in your roommates appearance. His face was unusually pale, his eyes shrunken in and slightly unfocused, his large frame was hunched over, his hand was gripping his hair and his whole body was shaking.

Not again...

" Y... Y/N?" he sounded scared

"oh John" you took a step forward "what did I say about snorting any powder that came your way?"

His brown eyes jumped across the room "who...where...i-"