Simple like cigarettes (Caitlyn kiramman x fem reader)

Mis

Mis -Alex G

"Vi..." Y/n's eyes widen as my eyes land on the TV to see her sister on it. "You've seen this fighter before?" Stacks questioned "That's my sister." Y/n said smiling. "Really?" Stacks asked confused he looks at the screen then Y/n then the screen then back at her. "You don't look the part." He snorts "We aren't biological." Y/n explained shallowly as her eyes were glued to to screen.

"Presentingg! The daughter of the hound of the underground! The one and only Vander's prodigy! Violet Wick!" The announcer said

Y/n's smile was bright as the camera showed the crowd and her family cheering for her. Y/n's eyes widen her stomach did a flip as she saw that familiar blue hair that she absolutely adored. "Caitlyn." Y/n breathed out in disbelief. She had trimmed her hair a bit.

"That's your sister too?!" Stacks asked. Y/n was quick to answer "That's my-" she stopped in her tracks her smile started to fade. Then suddenly she saw how happy they all looked. Careless almost. Too busy watching Vander's Prodigy. Her adoration turned sour.

They're moving on..

"I.. I know her from school.." Y/n said flatly. "Oh" Stacks said knowing well what she meant. Y/n knew that she shouldn't be mad or jealous but how can she not when she's the one rotting in prison and her whole family is watching her "prodigy" of a sister be everything she couldn't? Y/n didn't do a good job at hiding her resentment as she watched as people yelled Vi's name.

Only time people ever yelled my name was because I did something wrong.

I should be happy for her. Y/n tries telling herself gritting her teeth as she watches. But her gaze softens instantly as the camera zooms on Caitlyn in the crowd. "Ooh Violet Wick has some big fans! It seems Caitlyn Kiramman has front row seats and is sitting with Vi's family." The announcers spoke "oh? Is something going on between those two?" One of the announcers said "I don't know but what I do know is that they aren't hiding it well~" the other spoke.

Y/n's gaze hardens again hands turn into fists a wave of possessiveness washing over her as she heard the announcers speak about how Vi and Caitlyn look great together. That's my fucking girlfriend they are talking about. Y/n thought. She was fuming. Is she though? Her own voice says back to her in her head.

Y/n wanted to punch the screen but didn't feel like getting jumped..

"I'm going to be in my cell.." Y/n decides on. "I have a stencil I need to work on." She said "tell me who wins." Y/n says flatly walking away leaving Stacks to stand there in confusion. "Okay?" He says turning back to the screen.

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Y/n's POV

I stand at the door of the apartment shivering and dripping wet. I sniff trying not to cry. Some boys pushed me off of the docks. I sank until Vi jumped in to help me. My shaky hand knocks on the door hoping it's not him who answers.

But I instantly shrank as the door opened and his figure stood above me glaring down at me. "The hell happened to you?" He asked words slurred as took a swig of his beer.

I look up at him fidgeting with my hands. "S-some boys pushed me into the water at the docks." I spoke voice cracking. He groans in annoyance "Don't start  Y/n." He rubs his face tiredly "I just got off of my shift I don't need to deal with your shit you hear me?" He waves his finger in my face. I quickly rub my eyes and bit my cheek to keep me from crying.