D E R A I L E D [Smii7y x Reader]

A

"Mom?"

Y/N walked into the living room, apon hearing sobs from her room. Well, more like sprinted. Nobody in this damned house ever gave a single fuck about their mother, so it was down to Y/N to see what was wrong.

"Oh my precious, precious baby," Y/N witnessed her mother cradeled up onto the floor, clutching something--a photo by her stomach.

Another scream of pain fell on deaf ears. Attempting to get away from the traumatizing sound of her mother falling apart, Y/N bolted back upstairs.

Prune-wibble meowed, jumping into her open arms as they dashed outside. Everywhere Y/N ran, the awful cries kept following.

She ran until her head hit the ground in exhaustion. She cried until the tears ran dry. Prune kept meowing and nudging his head against her in an attempt to calm her, but she ended up blacking out all at once.

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Y/N and Smii7y made it to the market, and started reading off the list.

"Okay, smitts, eggs...e-y-g-g-s." She looked at him, sinisterly.

"O-kay. Eggs...eggs Y/N."

"No, you must say them like Eyggs!"

"Eyggs." He gave in.

She gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, and went off in search for other items on the list while giving jaren the task of eygg hunting.

"Watch it lady!"

"Shut it sack-face."

Y/N looked over her shoulder to see a verbal altercation between two people, a ragedy looking teen and what seems to be a middle aged woman.

She gripped the secret inner pocket of her sweater, eyes trained on the two as a crowd started to form a circle around them.

Suddenly, a gun was pulled. Y/N was almost front row in the crowd, when she decided theres no turning back to what might happen.

Y/N went into her notes app, entered a password for a locked note, copied it and pasted it in her textbox between her and smii7y.

At the bottom of her stomach, she had this churning feeling. It wasnt much of pain, but a burning sensation that told her she wasnt getting out.

And she accepted it, knowing something will go wrong.

"I TOLD YOU! FUCKING GO YOUR WAY!" The teenager screamed, almost tripping on their words.

"Gun down, now." Y/N spoke firmly, hands steady on a 1911 with a black finish on the grip.

"Safetys off kid, gun down." She stated once more.

"Gun down or i fire." Y/N looked straight into the teens eyes, seeing no sense of backing down. She really didnt want to fire, but if threatened she will.

"YOU TOO LADY! GUN DOWN DROP NOW!" the teen shouted, deciding it was too late to go back.

"This is a robbery," they stated through gritted teeth, as people started to scatter when Y/N shot their left shoulder.

"MOVE NOW! GO!" Y/N shouted, not taking her eyes off the target.

All the years served in the military really comes in handy.

"I dont wanna do this kid."

The kid panic fired multiple shots, two narrowly missing her body, but one did lodge itself in her leg.

"Listen, lady,"
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"Y/N?"

The sudden voice of her father made her jump, just for her to realize she was in bed the entire time.

"Im sorry hun, but your mom left us for good. She told me she wasnt coming back, and all her stuffs with her now."

"Oh. Oh okay." Y/N gave a short answer. Honestly, she didnt know what to do or say to that. She just wanted him out of her face asap.

Deep down she felt something so off putting. Really, she thought he was lying. And she wanted to get the truth, but Y/N knew she wouldn't get it out of him or her siblings.

Ah, her siblings.

One younger brother and a cat.

Y/N wasnt very protective over her brother considering he always got her into trouble no matter what it was, and did try and throw prune wibble with a slingshot.

She will kill him for it one day.

She sighs, rethinking her entire life up to this moment. In her 20s, has so much to live for, yet she still is treated like a teenager.

She wishes she could go out and live a life of her own someday.

And forget. Forget about everything that she had to endure.

Her father announced his leave from the house, and how he expects Y/Ns brother alive in one piece.

She sighs, going downstairs, locking the 13 year old in his room. Thank god they never fixed his reversed door.

Y/N went straight up to her fathers and mothe..mothers..bedroom after about 10 minutes of waiting to make sure he was gone.

Sifting through the multiple papers, and documents, Y/N was careful, wore gloves, and even made sure to put everything back exactly where she found it.

Finally, she struck gold.

Her eyes widened on the document, stating his choice. The document didnt list why, reasoning not included for a crime she didnt know.

"M/N L/N, chosen as sacrifice for life."

The document read.

"M/N L/N now 'deceased' used for natural purposes. We thank you for your decision."

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"Y/N, pick up, please, please...!"

Smii7y frantically fumbled the call button on his phone, dialing 911 after hearing the shots go off.

Its been five minutes, and the loud shots are still ringing out. But he just couldnt leave without her. His knees buckled, re-reading the message she sent to him again.

Sleepy
Sent : just now
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Im sorry that it came to this. Maybe, i killed myself, or maybe, just maybe, someone else did. Ive had this message saved for a long time. And i never thought id ever use it. But i love you Smii7y. I always will.

Dont cry, please.

Just continue on, and be happy.