Miguel O'Hara x Reader [one-shots]

CHEATED [A] [TW!!]

TONIGHT WAS SUPPOSED to be a fun-filled event. I was on an outing with my friends, letting go of work and just having fun. Miguel was busy, so I came alone.

Everything was good. Great, even. I downed five shots and was having the best time of my life.

I was on the dance floor, dancing the night away. I had gotten a little lost, so I was looking for my friends, but still dancing and letting loose.

Then, a man came. He ruined everything.

I furrowed my eyebrows, turning back as I pried the man's hands off of my waist.

"I have a boyfriend, thanks." I scoffed, rolling my eyes and turning away.

He persisted though, grabbing my waist once again and pulling me towards him. "Come on, have some fun."

"No," I shoved him, groaning in disgust. I turned back around and made my way to the bar, my mood ruined and my desire to go home at it's highest.

I looked up at the bartender, giving her a polite smile.

"Can I get a coke, please?"

She nodded, pouring the drink quickly and handing it to me, going back to other customers.

"Y/N!"

I turn my head seeing my friends wave me over. I shake my head, mouthing to them that I needed a second. They all nodded, and I turned back, taking my first sip.

My eyebrows knit in confusion when I take another sip. I look to the bartender, but noise sounded as far away as it possibly was.

"Hey..." I slur, my eyes heavy, "I didn't ask for rum in... this... just..."

I feel an arm around my waist. "Come on."

"No," I groaned, my body weak as I try and pull the random guy off of me, "Get... off..."

I looked up at him, recognizing him as the guy I had shoved earlier.

He lifted me and put me over his shoulder. I was unable to stop him. In a few minutes, we were in a dark alleyway. He sat me down against the wall.

"Please, leave me alone..."

He said nothing, pulling my dress over my head. I used my arms to cover myself, but he just grabbed them and pinned them over my head.

"Stop, I have a boyfriend," my breath grew heavy, feeling my body begin to go limp. I felt tears brim my eyes.

I felt his fingers climb up my thighs.

"I said no," I cried, my voice slightly above a whisper, "Please."

"This is your fault," He ripped my underwear off, "I hope you know that."

I closed my eyes, feeling no energy whatsoever. I let him.

This is all my fault. I'm cheating on Miguel. He doesn't deserve this. This is all my fault.