Inside a medical room in Piltover, Caitlyn hisses and yelps in pain while stitches are administered as alcohol is applied to her wounds
"We're almost done, Ms. Kiramman, bear with us a little longer." Her father requests as he and the nurses close up and finish disinfecting her wounds. They wrap and bandage any necessary areas before backing away
"And we're all done, see? Wasn't so bad." She expresses with a nervous smile, trying her best to ease the child's mind
Caitlyn sees the attempt and puts on a smile despite her skin aching from her facial muscles moving. She nods before the medical personnel lets her mother in
"Caitlyn! Are you alright!?!" She hurried over and gently placed her hands on her daughter before moving them around and checking for any injuries herself. "I came as soon as I heard!"
Caitlyn winces as her mother's hands brush and touch against the covered wounds. The councilor retracts her hands and grows some tears in her eyes before they quickly fade and are replaced by a look of fury
"We'll have whoever did this executed!" She spits out with venom, causing her husband to smirk nervously
"I don't think that's how it works, darling..." His demeanor then shifts to that of an accusing one. "Besides, if there's anyone to blame, it's that Talis boy. If it wasn't for him having our daughter carry his trinkets, then she wouldn't be in this condition"
"No! It wasn't Jayce's fault!" She blurts out, quickly coming to defend her dear friend. "He was robbed by..." She stops herself as the memory of it all comes back, the faces of the crew who entered the apartment
She grips the cushion of the medical bed and furrows her eyebrows while remembering the features and name of a certain girl. "Vi..." She softly and aggressively says with a raspy voice, causing her parents to look at each other in confusion
"Who?" Her father asks, making the young noble snap out of her thoughts and look back at her parents
"Darling, tell us exactly what happened." Cassandra politely orders when a woman enters the room
"I believe I would like to hear the story as well." Sheriff Grayson announced while entering the room, making all eyes fall on her. "Please, tell us what happened, and please don't leave out any details."
The somewhat gruff, yet reassuring voice of the sheriff prompted the attention to return to Caitlyn as she then takes in a deep breath. "Well... it started when Jayce and I were walking to the door of his apartment..."
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In The Last Drop, Y/N barges into his room and kicks the nearest item, hurling it across the room
He groans while gripping the sides of his hair. "UGH!" He throws his arms down and grunts before front-kicking his bed frame, breaking right through the weary wood
"Fuck him! That stupid, big, old werewolf-looking motherfucker!" He clenches his fists tightly, causing them to shake around while he stares daggers aimlessly until a knock is heard on the door
He sharply turns his head and finds Vi to be leaning on the door frame. "That bad?" She asks with an eyebrow raised while her arms are crossed
Y/N scoffs and goes to grab a box. Vi rolls her eyes and sighs before going to his aid
He picks up his desired item as she grabs an old broom. "You don't have to help me, I'm fine on my own"
"I know." She goes to the broken bed frame and motions for him to come, he reluctantly follows her instructions and places the box under the broken furniture
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Red And Violet: Vi X Red Hood Reader
ActionThe Undercity, much like its people, has been outcasted, wounded, and deemed unworthy by the so-called City Of Progress. Yet, there are those who survive, those who thrive, and those who continue to fight on. Even more, there are those who do it all...
