A Crack in the Glass (R6S story)

Bloodied knuckles

06:00, Y/n's loft

Y/n's alarm clock went off as she stood up and stretched, puffing out her cheeks and reaching to the ceiling. She briskly started up her morning, brushing her teeth, washing her face, the basics. Opening her closet she picked out a simple outfit that is compatible with today's weather, something not too hot or cold. Settling for a hoodie and sweats, she slung her backpack over her shoulder, grabbed her keys, and walked out the door. It was about 60 degrees outside, ideal weather in her opinion, there weren't many people out, except a few people on benches or cyclers it was pretty calm. Upon reaching the Gear repair, Y/n walked up to the counter and asked for her key

"Pin number?"

"1098"

"Ah, Y/n, glad your here today, your gear has been repaired and is ready to rock."

"ok"

As the guy behind the counter went off to retrieve y/n's gear, another customer walked through the door, an average guy, short, nothing special. Yet she felt his stare the whole time, she started to act like she doesn't notice, waiting to leave the shop to loosen up.

"Y/n!"

Swiftly snapping her head up, the counter guy returned with y/n's gear in a big bag,

"You ok? You were staring off into space.."

"I'm fine, thanks..."

she checked over everything and left the shop, with the guys stare off her she paced down the sidewalk. Checking her peripheral vision she kept walking.

Hand on the knife in her waist band she kept on, Y/n abruptly grabbed the cold handle of the cafe door and swung it open, she blended in with the crowd, trying to see if the guy was following her, a diversion if you will. Soon Y/n glared as the guy strolled on in a took a seat, scanning the room for something, for Y/n. 'What the hell does this guy want' y/n pondered, slipping into the bathroom y/n pulled off her hoodie, revaluating, she decided to play along, she knew what he wanted, to corner her, waiting till she's vulnerable, she'll give him just that, and more.

Stuffing her hoodie in her bag she sauntered out the cafe, as soon as the guy saw her, he developed a wolfish look on his face, standing up and trailing after her. Soon she turned into an alley way, she assumed the guy wasn't from the area, as he was dumb enough to follow her.

"What the fuck do you want"

Y/n had the guy by his neck, he aimlessly kicked around, trying to get at her,

"Answer me"

The guy had stopped paying attention to y/n, his gaze was focused on something else, another guy, lankier, lurking in the shadows of the alley. She should've known. They guy then lounged at her with speed, causing her to drop the guy she had by the neck and moving back. With a crazed look the guy on the ground pulled out a knife and aimed for her abdomen, missing, yet so close. Getting a couple hits landed on her as well she didn't falter, she could still fight with a bloody nose and a cut eyebrow, even if it hurt like hell.

Getting further into the alley way Y/n landed a punch right in the lanky guys face, breaking his nose, with him dropping the knife she had the upper hand, that got the best of her, as the short guy had stabbed her, right in the side. Wincing she had slammed the lankier guys face multiple times against the brick wall, dropping him with a thud. Next the shorter guy, disarming him, moving behind him and cutting his throat. He fell to the ground, blood pooled around his head, eyes wide and empty. Y/n turned, limped towards her belongings she had dropped, once again slinging her backpack on her back and grabbing her gear bag she headed home.

Upon reaching her house y/n stumbled in her door, she was surprised she didn't pass out on the way here, yet that is still a possibility so she tried to stay awake, she could feel the adrenaline rush slowing down, making her shaky and light headed. Y/n looked in the mirror, her bloody battered knuckles ached as she touched her eyebrow, cleaning it with peroxide she patched it up.

Moving towards her side, y/n peeled off her shirt, showing the wound, it was ragged and long, worse than she thought. She quickly grabbed supplies and stitched it up, blood was everywhere. Y/n took in a long breathe, letting it out as she finished the last stitch, patching and cleaning up was a task, pulling of the sheets off her bed and finally laying down felt like heaven to her. She decided to sleep, as she needed to build up energy for tomorrow, the day she meets six and all of rainbow.