•~Various Character x Reader Oneshots~•

That Someone Will Never be Me

Bryce Tankthrust x (Female)reader oneshots idea I've had stuck in my brain for a while. May make a oneshots book and add it there. This definitely takes place during normal British series :)

A bit of background why Y/N is there is that Y/N and Bryce have been working together for as long as her and Donovan had, even longer in fact. Y/N and Bryce have known each other since they were young, so that means she knew bobby as well. Bryce wouldn't admit it but she considered Y/N to be her closest friend.
Y/N has always had a thing for Bryce, it never really went away or dulled, she just suppress the feelings since they weren't mutually shared(to her knowledge)...
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"The only reason she's keeping Bobby and I both alive is so that she can use him to slowly kill me with heart ache and worry.." the blue heart she had pulled from her empty chest cavity beat slowly in her hand as she crouched in agony on the pavement, as Donovan and Y/N crouch beside her in worry.
She slid the slowly dying heart back into her chest behind her ribs and lungs knowing it would only last her a little while longer before she needed a new transplant.
"We need to find Bobby, or I'm going to die." She rose to her feet and started walking leaving Donovan and Y/N standing in their places.
They looked at each other, then back at Bryce.
"If your going to do anything, your gonna have to find a job first" Y/N called after her. Bryce stopped in her tracks and turned.
"Sure, let me just reach into my ass and pull out my list of places hiring CEOs right now" her sarcastic tone was laced in mild venom and a tad hint urgency. She turned to continue walking.
"Your gonna have to aim a little bit lower than that ma'am" Donovan replied.
Bryce spun on her heel and looked at her two companions, with a look of displeasure, having a feeling she knew what he meant.
3 weeks later.

Three weeks of pure hell.
Bryce, Donovan, and Y/N had found a place of work and a motel room to stay in while they looked for Bobby. Bryce was certain Bobby was in Clamville, and her facade that she wasn't worried was starting to slip.
3 full weeks with no sign of bobby anywhere. For all the trio knew, he was dead and the footage that the queen had sent was the last Bryce would ever see of her boyfriend again.
At least she had her two most trusted supporters helping and keeping her sane.

Second person P.O.V
You worked behind the bar of the diner while Bryce took orders, and Donovan did multiple other tasks.
Bryce was currently pulling up the check for a boy in the booth closest to the door.
He had been treating her with such disrespect and she did her best to keep a smile plastered on her tired face.
"That'll be $8.50 for the waffles, and a buck .50 for the drink! We're starting up the business end of $10 pal" she said with her most upbeat tone as she looked at her notepad then at the customer.
You watched from the stool you were wiping, as the man pulled out his tiny wallet and slid her a whole 10 dollars with a smug smirk on his face.
Your blood seemed to boil at the small gesture of disrespect. It wasn't because of the fact that you cared for her deeply and you hated watching her get treated in such a way, but more so the fact you shouldn't treat customer service workers like that. You continued to watch out of the corner of your eye.
"A 10 exactly, you're gonna stiff me on the tip?"
"I don't tip dumb bitches that fuck over my country," he grabbed the 10 from her hand and smiled. "In fact, I think you should be paying me for having a conversation with your dumb slag ass."
That was it for you, you were about to slam the wet towel on the bar counter and storm over there when Bryce grabbed the man's wallet and booked it out of the diner into the back ally. You looked around for Donovan, but it seems he had already followed suit.
You ran out the back to see Donovan holding the decapitated head of the once alive man and Bryce instructing him to rip out the fresh heart. And just like that your shifts ended for the night.

With Bryce in lead, you all walked into the motel room.
The room made up of two beds, a TV, a couch and a bathroom. It wasn't very spacious but it was home for the time being.
Donovan and Bryce were talking about Bobby while you got ready for the evening. You weren't fully paying attention until Donovan mentioned leaving.
"I think we should get back on the road again" he spoke.
Donovan was a very soft spoken man, and the only one who knew about your feelings for Bryce, you often confided in him when you couldn't talk to Bryce, and he soon became a close confidant.
"Uh excuse me, did I just hear you right you wanna leave town now?" Bryce questioned him as she slipped off her pumps. Donovan sanitized the heart before tossing it to Bryce so she could exchange it for the old one.
"That's the third heart we've harvested this week." You chimed in, as you brushed your hand through your tangled mess of hair.
"Well, that you both know of" Bryce smirked and looked at you. You looked down quickly, feeling your face get hot. That smirk of hers gave you instant butterflies and you didn't want her to see the effects she unknowingly has on you.
"It's only a matter of time before authorities locate us" Donovan replied.