Outcasts By Design

Chapter II

Chapter II
Pricks & Pistols
POV : Y/N L/N

ᴀʟsᴏ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ɴᴏᴛᴇ : ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴜsɪᴄ ʜᴀs ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ, ɪᴛs ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪ ʟɪsᴛᴇɴᴇᴅ ᴛᴏᴏ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ
ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ

I made it to work within a good 20 minutes. I dreadfully pulled my headphones out of my ears and shoved them in my pocket before walking through the door. I was immediately greeted by Derek,a coworker of mine who gets off as soon as my shift starts.

"Good luck Y/N" he said,patting my shoulder before walking out.

I groaned before clocking in and taking my place behind the counter. Almost immediately I'm approached by some already half drunk dudes who wanted more liquor. Everyone in the bar looked like they were drunk and had been here for awhile. And I've only been here 5 minutes and I already had to flip someone off for trying to catcall me.

"It's gonna be a long night"

1 Hour Later

I've been in this hell hole for about an hour and it absolutely sucks balls. It smells like desperation and alcohol. Basically it smells like losers with no partners.

I notice a girl walk up and take a seat at the bar,she looked kind of upset or uncomfortable.

"Hey,what can I get you?" I asked the depressed looking girl in red.

"An angel shot" I put down the glass I was holding and stre directly at her.Suddenly she's got my full attention.

"Neat please" she said.

(sɪᴅᴇ ʙᴀʀ)
(ᴀɴɢᴇʟ sʜᴏᴛ : ᴀʟᴇʀᴛs ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀʀᴛᴇɴᴅᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ғᴇᴇʟ ᴜɴsᴀғᴇ)
(ᴀɴɢᴇʟ sʜᴏᴛ 'ɴᴇᴀᴛ' : ᴄᴏᴅᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴀsᴋ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴇsᴄᴏʀᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴠᴇᴄʜɪʟᴇ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ ᴛʜɪs ɪs ᴛʜᴇ sᴀғᴇsᴛ ᴏᴘᴛɪᴏɴ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ)

"Who?" I ask the girl while motioning for another one of my coworkers,Daniel.

"Purple suit and his two friends in black shirts"

I look around and spot them in a corner drinking beers. Damn,they even look like complete dicks. I hate people like that.

"I'll take care of it. Daniel here will escort you to your car" I motioned her to follow Daniel. I watched them walk out just for safe measures.

"Yo Broski,hold it down real quick" I said to yet another coworker,Brian. The one I can tolerate the most.

I walked over to the three obvious assholes. I tapped purple on shoulder and literally all three of them looked my way.

"Can we help you?" He said. His voice was like dragging cats down a chalkboard and he reaked of teenage hormones and overused cologne.

"Yea,pretty girl in red paid premium. Asked for you three in the back room" I lied.

The sickos turned to each other and gave wicked grins. I literally hate men. I led them to the back room,which actually was just a door that led to a hallway.This hallway had another door leading to an alleyway outside,which is where the trash is thrown out(if you get what I mean).

I made sure they were infront of me. Mainly so that when they walked through the door they wouldn't see me grab the bat at the top. I told them to walk through the next door,which they quickly do.Horny bastards.

Once outside,they stand there confused.

"Oi!What in the bloody hell-"
Before purple suit could finish his sentence I decked him right in his face. Before his friends could react, I smacked one with bat right across his face and punched the other in the throat. 

One black shirt was knocked out, the other was leaning on the wall. Meanwhile, purple shirt got up and pulled out knife.

'What's the point of having a bouncer if they can't do their job?' I think to myself. He shouldn't have been able to even make it in the bar.

Purple shirt charges at me very sloppily. He attempts to stab me multiple times only for me to dodge every time. I let him charge at me once again before I slide out of the way and knee him in his stomach. I proceed to then deck him right in his face with the bat. He felt to the ground at my feet and before I could lift him up,there's a loud bang. I look down and see a hole in my stomach, when I look back up I see the other black shirted bitch staring at me. I thank god for adrenaline cuz Im currently not feeling the pain.

"I knew you were a bitch but I didn't know you were that much of bitch" I said before charging at him.

He shot the gun about 3 more times but missed all his shots. Despite the fact that he couldn't shoot for shit, it definitely made it more difficult to close the gap. Suddenly there was another shot. Black shirt instantly fell to the floor, a whole in his head.

"What the fuck?" I whispered to myself. I looked around to see where the shot came from. On the roof directly behind me I find the culprit.

Long blue braids. Cloud tattoos. Familiar crazy blue eyes. Jinx.

All I could do is stare silently, still standing only thanks to adrenaline. She smiled and waved before hoping away to another rooftop out of site. I could feel the adrenaline wearing off so I leaned on the wall,sliding down to the ground with my arms on my knees.

Footsteps.I could hear them getting louder and louder. My eyes getting heavier and heavier.

"Y/N!" was the last thing I heard before everything went quiet.

ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛɪɴᴜᴇᴅ