A little broken [mithross x reader]

A Long Road

Your POV

You walk down the street rain pouring down on your coat. The rain soaks through a small bit and fills you with a cold chill. It's dark in Bellevue but you just finished your shift at the local coffee shop. The tips your customers gave you slap against your leg in your purse. 

You keep strolling down the dark street pulling your hood over your face to protect yourself from the rain. You hear a shout and a quick image floods your mind but you push it away. You keep walking and you hear the same shout. 

You walk faster trying to ignore the shouting. As you keep walking forward the shouts get louder and louder. You break out into a run to escape the shouting but stop at the foot of a dark alley. Two guys were kicking at someone on the floor.

The person on the floor tried to fight back but he kept getting hit and was pushed back down. Your past threatens to come up and finally you can't take it anymore. You run in the alley and tackle one of the guys. 

He has some muscle on him and your thrown off into the wall. "Hey look what we got here, hah a wannabe hero," The man in front of you said with a small tattoo on his wrist. The other man laughs and continues to beat up the man on the floor. 

You strain to look at the guy on the floor but all you see is a black sweater. Your head is jerked back as soon as Tattoo grips your face in his hands. "Look at me" He growls. You look at him reluctantly and he smiles sadistically at you.

"Well aren't you a pretty thing" He says. You remain quiet and refuse to say a word. He laughs at you and pulls something out of his back pocket. Your eyes widen as you see a glint of metal and he pulls a small knife out. You strain against his grip trying to escape.

"Scared girlie. Fear makes you weak and that's all you are. Weak" He says. Something in the back of your mind snaps and you stop struggling. He raises his hand with the knife in it and you take that moment to strike. 

You kick your legs to his side and he falls over. He drops the knife and you snatch it up quickly. He turns over on his back and you attack without thinking. Tattoo stops moving and you barely take the time to register what you've done. 

You turn to see the man in the black sweater getting up and trying to make an attempt to fight back. He punches the attacker in the chest but the attacker only moves back a couple of inches. the attacker kicks Black sweater and black sweater falls over on the floor. 

The attacker reaches into the waistband of his pants and you see another glint of metal except it isn't a knife. You hear the gun cock and fear rushes through you. Fear makes you weak. Tattoo's voice echoes through your head but you shake it.

No fear makes me stronger. You grip the knife and throw it at the attacker. It slices at his thigh and he falls to the ground. Huh guess growing up in L.A. really helped. You ran to the attacker and take his gun and without a second thought you fire. 

The gun recoils in your hand as you realize what you've done. "You just killed two guys" Black Sweater says scared. You glace at him and drop the gun. Tears run down your eyes as memories bubble up within you but you push them away. 

You grab the gun again and stuff it in your inside jacket pocket. You hold your hand out to Black Sweater trying to be helpful. "Look I'm (Y/N) the police will be coming soon and we need to get out of here. It doesn't matter if we're innocent or not they're going to try to convict us either way we need to leave" You tell him. 

The man looks at you curiously and takes your hand. "Fine let's go" He says standing up then wincing in pain. You gently touch his chest and you recoils. "Great Broken rib" You mutter. 

"Follow me I have a first aid kit at my apartment. After that you're going to need to go to the hospital" You say. He nods and you two run to your apartment. Or at least try.

He stumbled his way there and you help him out. "Thanks (Y/N) you're really nice" He tells you and in the distance your hear a siren wail. "That's great but we need to get out of here" You tell hurrying him up. 

"Okay but I never told you my name" He says.

"I'm Max"