Alone in the Rain (Garroth X Reader MCD fanfic)

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Before you start the story. Things to watch out for
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Y/N= Your name

L/N=Last name

H/C=Hair color

C/C= Color choice

More might be added on as the story goes

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Your POV

Fire....Blazing in front of my eyes. Who did this?.....Who is so cruel that they burned my only hope for survival! I just stood there watching everything burn into crisps. This is just a dream right? A stupid little dream that I can't wake up from right now? Yea that must have been it. A stupid nightmare that I never want to happen. I didn't do anything. I was standing in front of the burning fire.

My mouth trembles wide open as I fell to my knees. I don't know how to feel. Sad about my only hope? Mad about who the heck in the sake of Irene did this? Happy that this is a reason I should leave this world?! Mixed emotions danced in my mind as a teardrop slowly made its way down my face.

What am I thinking? I could've been home in my bed hearing my parents fight until I find my way into a deep sleep instead of being a jerk and leaving my home. I kept telling myself it's for the best but one side of me keeps telling me it's isn't. Telling me I made a mistake. Telling me I should go back to where I belong so none of this would've happened. But all of this is to late. It's already done.

More drops of tears streamed down my face as I stood staring at the fire. Mother Nature knows that the forest isn't going to survive any longer. My backpack stayed on my back where the remaining supplies I had were in. My phone. A old dusky book. Random work from school. And my cloak. What do I do now? I got no more money to buy any more tents or camping things.

I got no where to live. I hear voices in my head telling me I should disconnect from this world but another soft voice telling me I shouldn't. The voice telling me I shouldn't is probably myself. I'm scared to die. I'm scared of pain overwhelming my body. I want to live and see what my future looks like.

My hands wrapped around the heart locket my family picture was in and hold onto my 2 best friends friendship bracelet they once gave me and was still here. I want to live... I want to live but what do I do? There's no one that truly understands me in my life.

Not even my parents. Not even Abigail and Morgan. No one.... I slowly stood up and pulled the hoodie from my sweater down so no one could see my E/C eyes that was cover in tears. I wipe away most of it but more kept falling back down. I turned away from the burning forest and walked towards the silent street. The sun was really down already and the time was possibly somewhere around 8:00.

I got no idea where I was heading but my feet kept dragging me somewhere. It kept telling me to go on and find that person. What person? I don't really have anyone who actually cared about me. I kept my head down and kept walking down the lonely, silent street. I just letted my feet take me where ever it was taking me. Eventually I stopped at a house? It was a humongous house...

Wait....I been here before... This house is where.....Garroth live.... Rain started dripping down from the sky as I just stood there staring at the big white house. It started raining harder as I gazed without moving. Should I knock? Should I ask him for help? Did I even need help? Why did I even stop here? Small areas of my hair became wet because it wasn't all tucked in my hoodie.

I hesitantly walked slowly to the door steps as my hands gently landed on the doorbell. As I was about to ring it I stopped. Why should I even come to him? He'll do nothing to me. His family's probably is rich and wealthy by the look of this house. I sighed and turned away to leave but my feet wouldn't move a bit. I turned back to face the door. What am I doing?!? Before I knew it my fingers pressed the doorbell. Great just great...

The door swung open then a recognizable blondie step out. "Oh hey there Y/N. What brings you here at a day like this?" Garroth said. I kept my eyes staring at the wet stone ground. I felt like crying again. I felt like bursting and breaking apart and crying on the street. Before any tears could make its way down again, I ran up to Garroth and buried my face into his arms and sobbed.

His eyes widen open but melt into a caring and sweet one. "Shh...Its alright. I won't question what happened to you. Come inside for now." Garroth said softly. I nodded between tears still burning my face in his arms. I pulled away and walked inside with him. I felt scared entering someone's house. I wanted to run back into the cold freezing rain and blame myself for getting myself into this.

Garroth lead me to a huge living room and motioned me to sit down. "I'll be right back." He said and left the room. What if his parents were home and didnt like me entering their house? What if that Zane guy appears again? When Garroth finally returned he had a warm blue blanket and a cup of warm milk in his hands. He wrapped the blanket around me and placed the milk by the table beside me then sat down.

I didn't take a sip of the warm milk because I truly didn't feel comfortable in someone's house. I'm scared what his family members would say of me. I buried myself in the baby blue blanket then another drop of tear trailed down my face. Garroth noticed then quickly wiped it away with his thumb. There was a long silence before...........before I spoke up. "Garroth?.... Why are you doing this?" I said quietly.

He seemed to be shocked what he was hearing but then smiled. "Because I know everyone deserve to be treated Iike this. Everyone has a soft side even you Y/N." He replied. "But you don't even know me." I said at the same volume. "I'm just a school girl like everyone else but different than everyone else. I'm not one of those popular girls that every boys dream of. I'm a big rumor at school that everyone....everyone tease, hates—I'm just..I'm just.." I ended up with tears again. What's wrong with me.... Such a crybaby.

Garroth moved closer to me on the coach then wrapped his embracing strong arms around me. "Your anything but that. I bet you just have a tuff past." I didn't reply this time. Garroth stood up and carried the warm cup of milk and placed it in my hands. "Come on, drink it. It's alright, you don't have to be scared." He said. I hesitated for a moment and finally gave it in. Warm waves flowed inside my body.

It's like something other then dirty water to drink finally after these days. I finished up the last sips and gently placed it back in the table. "If you don't mind me asking, why did you write to people to communicate but not talk? Aren't they like...kind of the same. Like—what I'm trying to say is— "I don't talk because all I say comes out as a regret. When I write I have time to think about what I'm saying. But when I do talk...sometimes I blurt random things that either embarrass me or comes out the wrong way...." I said cutting him off.

"Please don't tell anyone I spoke. I don't want to be in anymore bigger rumors." I said quietly as always. He smiled then nodded. "I.....I should be leaving...I'm sorry I cried your shirt wet..... Your parents are probably going to freak out that you let a random stranger in like me..." I said depressingly. "No it's ok, you can stay longer if you would like. My parents wouldn't mind. They are used to me inviting friends in."

Friends?...He think of me as his friend?.. "I....I...." I couldn't tell him I have ran away from home and have no where to stay... I already gave in a big part of me... If I trust him...Wait what's the point? I kinda already gave my trust in him. That's why I decided to speak... What should I say?...ugh....Note to self; This is another reason why I hate speaking. "You can give a call to your parents if that helps." Garroth spoke up.

"Parents?...I um..." I looked down. Stop Y/N....No more crying over everything... Well here goes nothing... "I kind of don't have any parents right now..." I replied awkwardly trying not to let any more tears fall. Surely I'm not going to explain the whole...fire...thing...go him. Not now.. "O-Oh.. Forgive me for bringing that up. If you like you could stay with me until you have a place to stay. You lived with your parents right? So that means you need a place to stay."

"B-But you already helped me so much...." I said convincingly. "Y/N, it's my choice to help you not yours. If I let you go now you'll just be standing in the rain again. I'm sure my parents would agree." Garroth said. Before the conversation could go any further. Someone walked into the room....Oh no...