Garroth x Reader

Garroth x Reader ~ I'll Protect Him

I didn't know what to write... I'm so done with writers block... It's annoying. Play the song when ever you want, it's for an hour so I really don't care when you play it... Enjoy!

- S-S-S-SWEARING! BE PREPARED PEOPLE! -

You stumble through the forest, your foot catching a root that spirals up from the dirt.

Falling, you cover you face, no more damage can go there.

Then, you feel something sharp, touching the middle of your back.

You suck in a sharp breath.

"Don't hurt me." You say.

"Get on your feet." He says.

Shit.

You slowly push yourself up, him grabbing your wrists, tying a rope around them.

Shit!

You see him give it a pull, giving it a test.

He walks ahead of you now, pulling at your rope, finally making you fall at one point.

Your hands connect with the dirt, your knees sting. Sweat drips off your forehead and you grit your teeth.

He pull the rope, making your face collide with the dirt.

He laughs "Get up you pig."

You try to push yourself up, he only pulls the rope again.

You turn over on your back and get up that way, following him once more, you staring daggers at the back of his head.

- Cliche Flashback -

You stand there, teary-eyed at what you see in front of you.

Your best friend, right in front of you, had grabbed his shirt collar and collided her lips to his.

Throwing away her 20th kiss and probably his first.

You back up, she looks at you, with the biggest smile.

The guy of your dreams, he touches his hand to his lips and eyes wide with astonishment.

You turn quickly, running into the forest.

- Cliche Flashback Over -

You huff out, doing it three more times before you grab the rope with both of your hands and yanking it back.

I will win. I am strong. She called me weak in the past, but I am strong and I will become a guard for him.

He goes flying backwards, landing on his back.

You bring your foot to his chest and pull the sword from him.

Swiftly and carefully, cutting the ropes from your wrists.

Breathe in, breathe out.

You swing the sword once, getting a feel on heavy it is, you swing it to his chest.

He looks up to you with wide eyes, you have the look that you've been through hell on your face.

"Your a disgrace to humanity." You say.

"D-don't hurt me." Is all he's able to get out.

You put the sword right up to his neck and lean forward.

"Why shouldn't I?" You growl "You'll only do this to another person."

"I-I -"

"On your feet." You say.