You're Not Safe Here (Vi/Jinx x Reader)

Creating the machine pt.2

You know, there's a part of you that wishes you could say it was hard for you. That you spent the three years before meeting Silco dying in the streets, starving and fighting to stay alive.

Needless to say this wasn't the case.

Remember all that talk people gave about you being lucky? Well it turns out maybe they were onto something.

You walked out of the house you were being kept late at night. You didn't want anyone noticing you. The streets were empty and the sky was dark so you resorted to following street lights. It's not like you had a place to go anyway.

You had been walking sataring at the ground for about an hour when a car stopped right nect to you.

"Hey, little girl! What are you-"

You cut them off immediately "Sorry bae not interested". 

the word "bae" slipped out of your mouth, but you honestly didn't care. You didn't even bother looking at who was in the car, you just knew you did not want to talk to any strangers until you got somewhere public. You were snapped out of your thoughts when the person in the car spoke again.

"What did you just call me?" 

You looked up at them. It was a white car that looked very luxurious. Inside in the driver seat, looking at you was a tennage girl, maybe 16 or 17 years old, and next to her, sitting on the passenger seat, was a girl that looked about your age. 

The girl in the driver seat spoke again. "Did you just call me bae?".

You looked at her with tired eyes. There was a silence of about five seconds before you giggled and said "Sorry, bye". You started walking away before you heard a cackle coming from the car.

"Wait a second girl, you don't think we're just gonna leave you in the street at 11 at night."

You turned around to see them both giggling. That made you smile; it had been a while since someone laughed at you without you falling or tripping over something.

The girl in the passenger seat spoke next. "Let's take her with us, she seems funny!"

"I don't know Soph, what if she's like a murderer or something" Said the older girl.

"Oh my god she's not a murderer" The younger one shot back. "Are you a murderer?"

You giggled. "I mean I just called you bae, I don't know how scary that made me seem to you but..."

They both laughed. "See? I told you!" Said the younger one. "Get in the car you're coming with us...bae". You laughed and got in the backseat. You didn't really know why, but you were too tired to think and you didn't want to keep walking. 

The older one locked the doors and stepped on it. "Alright little girl, our school organized a party for the people of the council to meet the new generations of Piltover. It's very high class and that's where we're going. Do you have a dress on you?"

You looked at her with no expression.

She scoffed and let out a laugh. "Sophia has a dress in the trunk, we'll throw it on you in the parking lot."

The younger one squealed. "Ahhh! I get to style her! So fun". You smiled at her and crossed yourself earning a laugh from them both and a playful slap to your leg. "I'm Sophia Zaavar by the way, and this is my sister Isadora." Said the young one. "What's your name?".

You didn't want to think of your lastname. So you just looked at her with a smile and said "I'm Y/N...Just Y/N". 

You three giggled the whole car ride.