The Sparrow. Blake Belladonna X Male Reader

Chapter 18

(Y/N) POV

It had been 30 minutes before Bree stopped crying, and it wasn't long after that we saw the train, derailed with small tracks leading away from the wreckage. We touched down and began checking the wreckage.

(Y/N): search for food and our stuff, after we're done we have a choice to make over dinner.

Bree: ok

(Y/N): oh, someone's sad. Normally you'd repeat what I said louder just so you'd feel like a leader.

Bree: NOT. NOW. (Y/N)

(Y/N):Got it.

Bree: I got your bag here, catch.

(Y/N): oh thanks. We've got some vegetables In a mini cooler here i could make a fire and cook some kebabs?

Bree: make whatever, just do it quick. We need to get back on the road.

(Y/N): oh alright.

A few minutes went by filled with nothing but the crackling of the fire i made, eventually i decided to ask Bree some questions.

(Y/N): so Bree, you doing ok?

Bree: what does it look like (Y/N).

(Y/N): you're confused.

Bree: the answer is no! Okay?

(Y/N): Bree, you know i care about yo-

Bree: why should i care how you feel towards me, we've lost Sam, and now i don't know what to do with myself.

(Y/N): we haven't lost her, we're just separated,

Bree: what's the difference (Y/N)? We're not gonna see her again for a long time! Who knows, she could be hurt or dead and we wouldn't know it till we worked ourselves half to death to get to Argus, we don't know if the train even separated properly! For all we know, we're gonna find the other half of the train on our way, with the corpses of our friends and the people who trusted us.

(Y/N): Bree, i know we all went through a Lot at beacon, but i need you to talk too me, i barely know anything about you, so if you want help, i need to know why you're hurting.

Bree: i don't want your help (Y/N), you're just a kid!

(Y/N): please.

Bree: fine! You want to know why I'm messed up in the head? I'll tell you!

I hugged Bree, this seemed to calm her down just a little.

Bree: i told you i used to be a boxer, but i didn't actually decide to be a huntsman because we needed the money, my family are pretty well off in atlas actually, but, when they heard what i wanted to do they yelled at me, that i had to work with the company, not that they would be ashamed of having a boxer in the family, no, they were angry cause they thought that being a boxer meant you'd become an idiot in retirement or whatever, they thought that i would stop being as smart as they wanted me to be, so i yelled, i yelled at them way too much but i was too angry to stop, i was being unreasonable, eventually my father snapped and yelled that if i wanted to be a boxer then i could no longer call myself one of the marigolds.

(Y/N): i see.

Bree: we didn't hate each other but the tensions were high, so i left, i ran away like an idiot, where a man named grey, he picked me up off the streets and brought me to a place he called home, he took care of me for a few days, he was the first real huntsman i ever met, i told him i wanted to be a boxer so he trained me like a huntsman, after a couple weeks he said to keep up the work while he went on a mission. He never came back, he had sent his younger brother to tell me the news and train me so that i could become a huntress, we trained day and night, and eventually i confessed that i was in love with him, we got together and when i made it into beacon academy we were happy, eventually he said it wasn't working out and left me without telling me what i did wrong.

(Y/N): and i know most of the rest.

Bree: yeah, though you don't know what happened after the fall of beacon, after hearing that they were taking ships of people away and me and Sam could escape, Sam wanted to protect the landing area, i was too scared, i just wanted to leave.

(Y/N): it's understandable. And no one blames you for it.

Bree: but i was too scared,i wasn't too scared to fight, i was too scared to act, i protected only myself and pushed others out of the way so i could get on. Sam almost died because of that, a Grimm picked her up and ripped at her arm and clothes, breaking her aura and tearing at her, the Grimm was killed by an atlas knight before they turned on us. It took months for her arm to fully heal, and it's my fault, i was too much of a coward.

(Y/N): and I'm sure she doesn't blame you or think any less of you.

Bree: she should!

(Y/N): Bree i want you to do something for me, close your eyes and picture what makes you happy, don't think about whatever it is, just picture it, no deep thoughts, just the picture.

She closed her eyes and did as i said, her smile grew and her cheeks flushed slightly, after a couple minutes she opened her eyes.

(Y/N): now tell me, what did you think about?

Bree: Sam.

(Y/N): and?

Bree: you told me not to think of anything else?

(Y/N): no, have you realised anything?

Bree: i imagined Sam, and not my family?

(Y/N): not just that, you imagined Sam, not being a huntsman, not me, Sam, so you need to treasure her, because if you care more about her than you do your dreams, maybe, what you really want is freedom, to be with her where no one will stop you.

Bree: thanks (Y/N). you're a great friend.

(Y/N): i try, now, what are we gonna do, we can get to Argus by following the tracks, or we can follow the footprints over there.

Bree: what footprints?

(Y/N): well, i assume our friends crashed with the train and went to find shelter, so we could follow them and also find shelter, or we could follow the train path, if we follow the train path we can sleep warm here, and if we follow the footsteps we'll need to get moving now.

Bree: won't Blake be with them?

(Y/N): Bree, you are our leader, so it is your choice, i can help you get to Argus and reunite with Sam, or we can follow the trail, i trust Blake is fine, and who knows if that will actually lead to them.

Bree: i-

She paused for a moment.

Bree: we'll go to Argus.

(Y/N): roger!

We hugged tightly before chowing down on our kebabs.