Ellie Williams Imagines

-Busy Mind[Requested]-

AN- Hello everyone! It has been a long while and I am so so so sorry for how long it has been. I've been trying to get out of writers block for quite some time but I'm slowly starting to get out of it. I was recently going through some comments in this book and I came across this request. I fell in love with plots idea and just got the feeling that I absolutely have to write this, I'm sorry its been so long but I hope you remember making this request and that I give it justice <3

~Hollow

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It was an early morning, cold and dark. Like every other winters morning you've woken up to, but today was a bit different.

Like any other morning you woke up, got dressed and headed off towards the stables to take up a spot on the patrol list, but today you could hardly get out of bed.

But you knew the exact reason why you felt like this. You had worked just about every day for the past two weeks. Your body was tired, and so was your mind. Your feet ached, same as your back and your neck, and your stomach growled violently.

You've been so distracted with work that you'd forget to eat and push away the delicious food your loving girlfriend would make for you before you went off each and every morning for work.

But food wasn't the only thing you were pushing away, you were pushing Ellie away too, but you feel too hurt, distracted, and tired to focus on anything else around you besides keeping your mind busy, and that's just what you were off to do right now.

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"Hey Jesse" you quietly mumble as you walk past him to grab your horse y/h. Jesse glances at you, a frown etched onto his face as watches you sluggishly saddle up y/h.

"Hey." he responds, continuing to watch your sluggish movements "Maybe you should take the day off." He comments "You don't look so good."

Glancing towards the taller man you scoff and shake your head "I'm fine, just had a rough night." you say as you straighten your posture and walk y/h towards the weapon stand.

Watching as you grab your weapons from the towns armory, Jesse shakes his head and makes his way over to you, placing a hand upon the rifle you were just handed to keep you from taking it.

"Y/n really, you look exhausted. You've been workin' none stop for weeks. You should take a break, your body-" "-My body's fine, Jesse. I'm fine. Just fuck off and let me do my job." 

Shoving Jesse's hand off your rifle you turn to y/h and mount her, slinging your rifle over your shoulder as you do so.

"Open the gates!" one of the working men beside you exclaim. You send him a thankful nod and watch as the gates before you slowly begin to open. Jesse watches a few steps away from you, a saddened look upon his face as he scans your frail face.

Wanting to keep you from endangering yourself he makes his way to you one last time, placing a hand upon yours when he reaches you.

"Please n/n, you can only handle so much."

Without a single word you shove him off you once more and lightly kick y/h telling them to gallop outside the gates.