Nowhere But Up | A Striker x Reader Story

Let's Go

Striker listened as I rehashed every shitty moment of my day. As I spoke, he ordered us another round of drinks with a flick of his finger. To be honest, I was slightly surprised he was able to do such a thing without uttering a word. 

"Do you have any idea where he's at now?" He asked when I was finally done. 

I thought about it for a moment, then pulled out my phone. He had been using my Hellizon account to order packages and knowing him, he still was. Sure enough, he had a new address listed. Showing the phone to Striker, I grinned, "Marty was never too bright."

Striker's own grin was highlighted by his one gold tooth glinting in the light, "This isn't far from here."

"What do you mean?"

Downing the last of his drink, the imp replied, "That asshat stole damn near everything you own, what else do you think I mean?"

I watched opened mouthed as he got up, trying to process what he was saying. This virtual stranger was offering to help me get my belongings back from my shitty ex-boyfriend. 

"Well, don't just sit there," Striker said, "Let's go give that bastard what he deserves."