Toxic

09

NICK'S POV
I stormed downstairs to find Punz. I need to figure out a way to get those two separated.
"Why the hell did you get Clay to go into Y/N 's room? Now he won't let me talk to her!" I yelled.
"You fucking liar. You like her just admit it." Punz said.
"I don't know anymore. Plus Clay doesn't like me, so it would never work out. Do you know why she ran upstairs?" I questioned.
"I'm not sure but if you punched me out I'd hide in my room too. You fucked up idiot." Punz replied.
"I'll wait for her to come out on her own terms. Y/N is strong. I've seen her work for the past year. Her growth has been tremendous." I recall.

Y/N POV
Clay left the room a short time ago and I wondered if I should tell Nick. I got up and looked in the mirror to see the huge scar across my collar bone, referring to Chase shooting me. I decided on telling Nick so he can help me get over this, and he needs to be careful on what he's doing too.

As I slowly step down the stairs, I see Nick and Clay talking with each other. I try and take another step closer, but then Clay stands up and storms out of the house.
"Clay listen-" Nick started but then got Cut off due to the slamming of a door. As I entered the room, Nick's eyes shot to me.
"Im sorry-" I started but was cut off by Nick.
"No Y/N im sorry. I came home drunk and I shouldn't have. Im sorry for throwing the bottle and punching you out-" Then I cut Nick off.
"Bitch Listen. Im not sorry about running into my room, im sorry that I haven't told you about everything." I was expected to be cut off by Nick again but he just sat there, actually listening to me.

"So, funny story actually. About a year ago I was in this relationship where my ex didn't like women telling him what to do. Now you know me, I'm the one telling people what to do. So one time he came back to our apartment drunk, and threw a beer bottle at my legs, similar to what you did. " Nicks Faced tensed up. " I asked him what's wrong," I continued, " but he didn't like that so he shoved me against a wall, telling me to never speak again. I didn't comply so he shot me, right along here." I weakly said as I traced my finger along the scar.

"I- I'm even more sorry now that I made you recall that situation. That is completely me fault. Let me make it up to you. Please. We can watch a movie and have popcorn and all the other snacks you want." Nick begged. "Last Chance asshole."

I sat on the couch in the basement as he turned the tv on. "Oh shit. Uh I can't actually do this. I have work to do. I've got a mission tomorrow and I have to schedule more to come. So I've got to go." I lied. It's true I had a mission tomorrow but I didn't have to do any of the other stuff, I just wanted to get out of this. "Alright Y/N. Im sorry again." Nick said sadly. I felt kinda bad but I should get some paychecks sent out.

I entered my office and sat down. I put my hair into a low messy bun and pulled out my slut strands, like females do. I also put on some blue-light glasses and took out my water bottle from my mini fridge I had in my room. As I looked at my case for tomorrow, I saw I had Punz scheduled with me. I smiled and realized that my mission tomorrow was going to be fun. I started filling out some checks when someone knocked on my door. "Who is it?" I asked.
"Y/N?" It was punz. Why did he sound weak? He sounded shaky and scared.
I stood up as the door opened to see Punz trying not to cry. "Punz?" I asked. What's wrong with him?

A/N
idk where I'm going with this but I'll think of something dw. Also follow my insta @daily_ranboo for updates!
Quote of the chapter: Your not broken, don't fix yourself because your not broken.
Word Count: 748