Outer Banks Imagines

Kie x Reader (Platonic Soulmates)-Anything For You

Warning: There is detailed beating in this imagines! If you don't like it or have a past with it I suggest you skip. Thank you!

I am sitting in John B's living room area while JJ and John B are in his room. I am just scrolling through my phone on Instagram. I am pretty bored but there is something inside me telling me something is wrong. I can't figure it out though. Like who is in trouble that I can sense it. Well, I have sensed when all the Pouges are in trouble but JJ and John B are in the other room so it can't be. I am just a little nervous about why I would feel like this.

I continue to scroll through my phone deciding to ignore it since nothing has popped up. Then, the door bursts open. My head snaps up to see Kie with a tear streaked face and out of breath.

"Kie!" I yell as I get up quickly.

My phone flies across the room on accident as I run and grab Kie's face softly in my hands. JJ and John B come running out of the back of the house.

"Kie, are you okay?" John B asks.

"Kie, you good?" JJ asks.

"I-I" Kie stutters out.

"Hey, breathe. We need you to breathe. In and out. In and out. Come on."

We move Kie to sit on the couch. I kneel down in front of her. John B is standing next to the couch and JJ is sitting next to Kie hugging her softly. I put my hands on her arms softly.

"Now, what happened?" I ask worriedly.

"He-he t-tried to-o to-ouch me-e." Kie manages to say through her shaking breath.

"What!" JJ and John B yell in shock at the same time.

"Kie, who?" I ask softly even though I am starting to boil inside.

"Uh-h."

"Kie, who?!" I yell this time.

"Tyler-er." Kie stammers out.

Tyler......

I let go of Kie and she leans into JJ. I walk to the door and swing it open. I walk down the stairs and grab my crowbar leaning on the bottom of the stairs. I make my way over to my motorcycle.

"Y/n!" John B comes running out of the house. "What are you doing?"

He stops at the bottom of the stairs. I start my bike.

"Showing Tyler what he ****ing deserves!" I yell over the engine as I turn and fly out of the driveway.

I go down the street. I am looking around for him and his little goons. I spot them standing at one of the corners near the police station. I pull up and get off of the bike.

"Tyler!" I yell as I start to walk up to the group with the crowbar tight in my right hand.

"Well, look who it is? What can I do for you?" Tyler sneers.

"You can shut the **** up!" I yell at him as I swing the crowbar straight at his face.

It hits him hard and he flings into the wall. His friends back away from us. I swing at Tyler again. I hit him in the gut this time. Then, I hit him in the face twice. I hear a crack the second time. Tyler is starting to yell in pain. I hit him in the knees making them buckle so he falls to the ground. I hit him in the head making his face fling into the concrete.

"Hey! Stop!" I hear behind me.

I ignore the voice and hit Tyler again.

"Stop! Stop! You need to stop! You are killing him!"

I feel arms go around me as another pair grabs my arm to stop me from hitting Tyler with the crowbar again. I start to fight against the arms until I finally recognize the voice. The Sheriff Chick.

"Don't you ever go near Kie again! Do you hear me! I will kill you!" I scream at Tyler as I am being pulled away by multiple people.

"Y/n, you need to calm down!" The Sheriff Chick yells.

I stop fighting against the arms as I get pulled into the Police Station. They set me down on a bench. She stands in front of me with her hands folded across her chest.

"We should probably be putting you in jail for this."

"Go ahead. I could care less."

"That is why I'm not going to. You don't care how long you will be in jail for as long as you keep your friends safe."

I look up at her and nod my head softly.

"Now, can I ask why you decided to beat up that kid with a crowbar?"

She motions to my crowbar leaning against the bench I am sitting on.

"That KIDS name is Tyler and I beat him up because he touched Kie."

"You can't just beat someone up because they touched your friend."

"No, they tried to TOUCH her." I emphasize the word touch so she understands what I mean.

"Oh." She nods her head in understanding.

"Yeah."

"Well, I'm not going to put you in jail so you can end up in it next week. Go grab your bike and crowbar and go home. Okay?"

"Okay."

I grab the crowbar and walk over to my bike. I hop on and go back to John B's house. I park the bike near the house and lean the crowbar where it was on the stairs. The door flings open to reveal Kie with a relieved look on her face. She comes down the stairs and over to me.

"What happened?" She asks as she wipes the blood off of my face from Tyler.

"I beat him up."

"You didn't have to do that."

"Yes, I did. He tried to touch you. No one is ever going to get away with that."

"Thank you but never do that again."

"No promises."

"I mean just leave with that 'I am going to go kill someone' look. Never do that again."

"Like I said no promises."

We both laugh lightly. Kie pulls me into a hug.

"Thank you."

"Anything for you Kie."