Love From The Other Side ☆ Leon S Kennedy X Reader

29 ☆ Reunited... How Tragic.

Trudging towards the police station entrance, the main thought on my stress riddled mind is my 'troubled family' group dynamic I had going on. I don't understand what happened these past few hours; we were all supposed to have eachothers backs, and there they were, holding my dog hostage and leading me far away?

What about the last six years!? And they got Freya, of all people, to do it? I raised her like a mother for a third of her life. I stepped in as a place for her to take refuge in, to feel secure, to have a loyal friend, older sister, whoever the hell she wanted me to be.

Holding back the waterworks, I open the door and trudge over to reception with my heart breaking each moment I dwell on it. I do my best to ease my mind, taking a deep breath as I clear my throat and speak.

"Excuse me, where's my dog?" I ask, exhaustedly leaning against the counter. That cop from earlier took me to the hospital and left immediately. How chivalrous.

"In the waiting room, with a man who wishes to speak to you." She mumbles, her miserable expression boiling my blood. I just scoff an irritated 'thanks' and start my search for the waiting room.

Eventually, I find the sign opposite to the toilets and step inside. I hear a bark and immediately whip towards it, my face lighting up as I spot the animal that was almost taken away from me. I grin, the two of us sprinting towards eachother before I suddenly halt at the sharp pain of my leg.

"Shit!" I hiss, pausing. I sit on a chair, fully focused on Pepper as he sits infront of my legs with a wagging tail. I ruffle the top of his head, scratching behind his ears. "Hello, Pepper! I missed you too!" I fuss over him as he attempts to lick my hand, narrowly escaping each time.

I tense as someone sits beside me, but don't think twice until I hear my name. I glance up in confusion, furrowing my brows.

"Long time no see." He mumbles. His bright blue eyes gazing down at me, his blonde curtain bangs seated right beside them.

I feel my heart practically come to an end in my chest as I swallow my pride and gulp shakily.

"Leon?" I whisper, hesitantly.

The sight of him brings back memories that I thought I had buried deep away. The mere smell of him reminds me of everything that happened those two days...

I'm a different person now. I can't give in to him like I did before. What the group told me was right; I wasn't in love. It was sex. That's all I wanted, that's all I got.

"Y/N... I haven't said that in a long time. I forgot your name, actually. It's only just came back to me." He states, matter-of-factly. I blink.

"...You forgot my name? Okay, Lennon." I smirk, purposely calling him the wrong name out of spite.

He huffs, shaking his head. "I think we need a little catch up, woman."

"No, I don't think we do." I mumble, bluntly. Quite frankly, I don't want to talk to him. He's a reminder of my past mistakes and weaknesses, and I for one don't like it one bit.

"No, we do. I hear you're out here dealing drugs," He points out. I pause, realising he is kind of a cop. "Is that true?"

"What? Me? Dealing drugs? What the fuck, no!" I exclaim, pretending to be offended to feed into the lie.

"Don't lie to me, you fit the exact description and have the same dog. And I hear you told the cop you were from Brighton. Now tell me the truth." He demands, authoritatively.

I pause, my breath hitching for a moment. God, I hate being caught in a lie. I can either keep denying, or just give up.

"Nope, wasn't me." I shrug. I glance up, shrinking under his death stare. "...Okay, fine!"

"It was you? Is it just you, or is there a group of you?" He interrogates, running a hand through his hair. I can't help but notice his change of appearance.

Contrasting to before, he's quite a bit bulkier and muscly, which softened his jawline. He doesn't look as innocent anymore, which pains me a little to see.

Pains me? No, wrong word. It just... makes me think, 'oh damn', while my heart aches... for a totally different reason.

"...Oh! Ah, uh," Now here's the situation. Even if they sabotaged me, they've kept me alive for six years. I don't know where I'd be without them. Therefore, I do owe them. Just a bit. "Just me."

"Seriously? You're at the top of a drug trade? I find that difficult to believe." He huffs, crossing his arms.

"Well it's damn true, so you better believe it." I mumble, focusing back down on my dog. He's just sat there patiently, like the good boy he is.

"So, why did you drive here, hm? Found out you were being targeted and tried to escape?" ...

And suddenly everything dawned on me. The words clicked in my mind, my expression physically changing to one of awe.

They knew we were being hunted down and sent me away as a distraction! Which is stupid, really, because all they had to do was ask and this would have been a lot smoother with no hard feelings. Yet here I am, completely abandoned.

"What's the matter?" He asks, observing my star-struck face. My lips are parted and my eyes are widened.

"...Nothing." I snap, irritated at my discovery. "Nothing's the matter. What was your other question, again?"

"Why are you here?"

My eyes dart to the floor in anguish, swallowing down the lump in my throat before taking a long, deep breath and answering.

"Someone... out of the blue, just tried to steal my dog, got in my car and I chased them on my motorbike. They also shot me in the leg." I mutter, my voice laced with shame as I spill out a white lie.

"Do you know them? Someone in the trade?" He asks, hitting the nail on the head.

"No." My face scrunches up ever so slightly. I don't understand. Why couldn't we talk it out? Six years! They were everything to me!

His gaze softens slightly at the sight of me, still guarded by his tough exterior. "What now?"

"Nothing! Why are you here!?" I loosen my grip of my dog's collar subconsciously, and that exact moment, a questionably swift figure slips it's fingers underneath the collar, dragging him away in the blink of an eye.

I gasp, immediately springing out of my chair and darting after them wobbly. "God fucking damn it!" I hiss, my leg throbbing from the extra pressure.

I don't even get to process what happened as Leon's already zoomed after Pepper and whoever the hell took him. I groan frustratedly, jogging outside in a desperate attempt to not feel so weak.

I, once again, climb onto my motorbike and slip the key inside before riding after them. Slight issue, I have no idea where they are.

At all, really. I saw one direction, and that was it.

Fuck!