Joel Miller X Reader Imagines and short stories

Lost girl⚠️

Theme: Joel, his wife Y/n, and Ellie were on a run but trouble came and took Y/n in the process. Joel and Ellie set out to find her before anything too bad happens

TW⚠️: STRONG VIOLENCE!, SA!, Abuse, & revenge and rage driven Joel

Word count: 2811

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Light snow covered the ground, crunching underneath of our feet as we walked. Small flakes of snow lightly falling from the sky

"Holy shit it's cold" Ellie says as she crosses her arms over her body and rubs her upper arms with her palms when the cold winter breeze hits her coat wrapped body

"Chill out kid, it ain't that cold" Joel replied sarcastically with his strong sexy Texan accent and a small smirk on his face

"Asshole" I hear her whisper back under her breath

I laugh out slightly at their childish comments to one another

We finally made it to the little gas station in the middle of nowhere that we heard has some good supplies still lying around. We thought it was worth the trip to at least see if it did because now after 20 years of this shit apocalyptic world there isn't ever good supplies or utilities left. Useful ones at least.

Joel walks in front of Ellie and I with me walking in the back

I hear the crunching of the glass and debris underneath of Joel's feet as steps into the run down, abandoned station

"You see anything?" I ask Joel as I make my way through the door.

Beams of light scatter across the ripped, torn apart room as we all shine our flash lights around looking for supplies

Soon after we split up around the small convenient store looking for the so called 'good stuff' we heard about we started to hear what sounded like big trucks rolling up outside

Me and Joel look at each other and pullout our guns as Ellie goes and hides as we taught her to do in this situation because you never know what these people want and we weren't taking any chances especially with the immune kid.

Joel glanced at me as we took cover behind some near by shelves

I glance back at him just as a large group of men walk into the door. I could tell that just by looking at them, they were no good and only here to cause harm.

I peer around the edge of the shelf Im behind and count about 10 guys. After doing so I move back behind and hide again, looking over at Joel and holding up ten fingers to signal to him how many people we were going to have to fight

I take a deep breath and then at the same time me and Joel stealthily move away from our hiding places and sneak up behind a couple of the guys to try and take them out but with very bad luck one of them realizes and start yelling and firing

Shit. My heart stared beating like crazy, my adrenaline pumping. I couldn't think straight. I started firing my gun like crazy at all the guys, taking cover when possible. Joel was doing the same but not as panicky as I was. Blood was splatting on the walls as I occasionally hit the guys, but mostly from Joel shooting the men in the head. I have no idea what was going on with me because normally I do so much better, having nearly perfect aim and combat ability

Then in the middle of my panic I didn't realize that someone had came up behind me but before I could look behind me, someone had put me in a strong choke hold. I started kicking and trying to hit as hard as I could to get out of his grip but it was useless. Another guy, equally as big, came over and punched me in the face and when I continued kicking he got pissed off and slammed the butt of his rifle into the side of my head, knocking me out cold