Billionaire Daughter Y/n Stark

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Later

It's now dark out, I've been sitting on the ground for the past few hours, watching the deer in front of me.
My phone was now crushed from my many attempts to take it back.

I felt to weak to walk, so I thought some car would drive past and help but nothing, just empty roads.

Y/n: "Alright," I helped myself up using a tree branch. ",Let's see how far left."
Using the branch as a crutch I limped out of the ditch and made my way to the road, dragging my feet across the ground.

At the speed I'm going I wouldn't make it to the house until tomorrow night, I then remembered the bar on this old dirt road that's not far from here.

I kept drugging through the pain, the only sound was my feet scrapping the ground and the cries of crickets and owls in the woods.

Glancing over my shoulder, the deer was following behind me.

Y/n: "Hey if your going to follow me might aswell help." I yelled while carrying on.

Time skip

After what seemed like forever I reached the dirt road. Taking a quick break to catch my breath.

Carrying on I made my way to the bar door.
When I opened it, I was not surprised by the loud music and people shouting.

I made my way to the bar, dropping my stick as I sat on the stool.

Bartender: "What can I get you love?" I looked up at the red headed lady who was cleaning a shot glass.

Y/n: "Some whiskey." I pointed at the bottle on display.

Bartender: "Anything else." She turned around as she spoke reaching for the bottle.

Y/n: "You got a phone?" I watched as she poured me a shot.

Bartender: "Right over there." She pointed to an area where people stood playing pools.

Y/n: "Thank you." I took my shot then limped over to the phone booth, as I walked passed I noticed their glares at me.

*on phone*

Stiorra: "Hello Stark residents." I sighed in relief when I heard her voice.

Y/n: "Tora put Loki on the phone." I leaned against the wall, bracing myself.

Stiorra: "Mum? Where are you?"

I looked down at my clothing, my top had dried up blood from the cut on my head, while the rest was filled with mud and dirt.

Stiorra: "Hello?"

Y/n: "Put your father on the phone."

It then went silent for abit. I looked up and noticed the ones playing the pools paying full attention to my movements.
Feeling uncomfortable under their gaze I turned my back to them.

Loki: "Darling, everything all right?"

Y/n: "No, can you come get me?" I took little glances over my shoulder as the music in the background died down.

Loki: "Where?"

Y/n: "The biker bar." I started whispering as everything went quiet.

Loki: "Not th-"

Biker1: "HEY!"

I jumped a little as his voiced echoed.

Loki: "Five minutes."
I nodded and hanged up the phone.

I felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand up as hands touched my injured shoulder.
Shrugging it off I turned around and looked into the eyes of the man, he had tattoos all over his body, his hair tied back in a low pony tail.

Y/n: "How may I help you gentlemen?"

Biker2: "By getting your city ass out of here!" He pointed at the door.

Many argumentative replies ran through my head, but I just nodded and walked past the one standing in front of me, I walked to the bar and payed the bartender who gave me a polite smile.

Biker2: "YEA ALL YOU RICH FOLKS GOOD FOR!" He laughed.

You know that R.Kelly song that goes my minds telling me no, but my body is telling me yes...

Y/n: "I'm sorry did you say something?" I looked over my shoulder.

Biker2: "Your still here!" He stared walking up to me.

Biker2: " I said get out!" We were standing face to face I could smell the alcohol in his breath.

I chuckled and looked down at my feet.
Y/n: "Make me" slowly lifting my head up I tilted my head at him.

I could see his annoyance twitch in his eyes.

Grabbing me by the arm to drag me out I stood my ground. Out of frustration he swung his fist at me, blocking it and punching him in the jaw.

Biker2: "You just couldn't leave quietly" he groaned as his other friends gripped on to the pool sticks and started surrounding me.

I looked at each of them from the corner of my eyes, they slowly closed in on me. Grabbing a beer bottle and smashing it on the table, I waited for them to make the first move. Closing my eyes to block out the fact that I am in pain.

Loki: "What have I told you about getting into bar fights?"

When I opened my eyes we were outside the bar.

Y/n: "How? What?" I stuttered as I looked at the bar, then at him.

Loki: "Get in the car." He held the door open for me. I sighed and dropped the broken bottle and sat in it.

He then got in and started driving off, as we drove down the road in silence, a loud blast came from behind us, I looked out the window to see the bikers bar in flames.

I sat back and lightly smiled. We drove home in silence.