Zeng Y/N POV:
My head was pounding from a bad dream. More like a bad memory. Every time slumber would reach me I would have the same memories of my parent's death.
I stood up and checked the time. 5 am. I sighed and sat up looking around in the dark room. Looking through my bag, I managed to pick out an outfit and my prescribed pain medication.
I took the medicine and changed to take a run. It helped me get my mind off of things. As I jogged to warm up I placed on a face mask and started to increase my pace running around the neighborhood. It was all quiet and I forgot my headphones so I just ran around in silence enjoying the morning breeze.
"Stop! I told you I don't want to!" I heard a yell and stopped in my tracks as I saw two figures in an alleyway. I sighed when I spotted a guy pulling on a girl's hand. She was wearing a high school uniform.
"You told me you wanted to. That's why you left your house so early. Now, you're going to give me what I want," he said as he put the girl in a chokehold.
I was about to walk away. I promised my uncle that I was not going to engage in petty fights and live a quiet life...
but I didn't. He was cutting off her airways and sliding his hand up her skirt.
"Hey, pal. You might want to let her go," I said as I approached them. He jumped at the sound of my voice and looked a bit scared. He was just a teenager after all but I didn't give a shit.
"Get lost. This is none of your business," the boy said, clearly startled.
"Come here. I got you," I said as I held the girl's hand who was now on the floor trying to catch her breath. She stood up and took my hand and I started to walk away from the boy when I felt a yank in my hair.
I slightly stumbled back but I managed to remove his hand from my hair and push him to the ground. I got down to his eye level and used my hand to smack him across the face with all my strength placing my hand on his neck and pressing slightly.
"Don't think that because you are a little boy I won't beat the shit out of you. Stay down or things will be worse for you," I pushed him and got back up to walk with the girl.
"Are you okay? Did he hurt you?" I asked.
"I'm okay. Thank you for helping me," she replied and I nodded. I took her to a convince store and bought her a drink. She walked me to her school and we sat in silence as I waited for her school gates to open.
"I... I am really ashamed. Can you please not tell anyone about what you saw?" she said.
"I won't tell anyone but don't leave your house at ungodly hours to meet up with a boy. They usually only want one thing even if they tell you otherwise. Usually, they say they only want to spend more time with you," I said.
"How did you know?" she asked.
"Well... I fell for it several times but the difference is that I was capable of killing whoever tried to touch me without my consent," I replied as I fixed my hair.
"Did you ever kill anyone?" The girl next to me said as she looked at me with concern. I looked at her and then looked away.
"No... Canary did. Enough questions for me. I have one for you. Does this happen often around here? Do you get harassed and bullied like this?" I asked.
"Well, yes. There is a group of guys that usually go around messing with girls and there is a group of girls that bully and harass other girls to the point of suicide but they have never messed with me. They might after today if my boyfriend... well... ex-boyfriend decides to open his mouth," she said.
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My Beautiful Killer | BADA LEE X Reader AU 21+
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