Junkie - Junkrat x Reader

2

The afternoon was rough because I found out that I was actually shoot in my stomach, and the bullet dug it's way in slightly. There was a hole through the bottom of the book. My skin was the other thing that took the hit. Nothing bleeding but the wound, no organs failing too. That was well enough for me. I still went to class, and at the end of the lesson I had put the book on the professor's desk with a note 'Read at least a quarter of this! Cause I have a quarter of my brain missing!'

I still laugh too the silly little note, but now I have to go to the bank and pick up some money for medical care. I had wrapped my stomach up in bandages of old shirts to get to class but now they were dirty. Class is more important than losing blood because I'm losing money.

I jump back on my scooter to take off again, I gripped onto my stomach. At least I'm not dying.

The drive there was fine, but as soon as I got there; blood dripped through my shirt and I groaned in pain. The line was short, two people. Everyone was using the computers, and the customer service was less than the lines to the computers. I decided to use the desk because it was just a minute longer than the other.

"Next!"

The guy in front of me moved ahead, and I was waiting for that one person and I was starting to think that the machines were better than this one person. I started out loud because of the annoyance, I really need to get to shop soon so I can buy more bandages. I can't afford a hospital bill now! I would go if I-

"FIRE IN THE HOLE!"

The building was blown up, debris begin to fly everywhere. I coughed violently, feeling dust in my lungs. People ran away as I saw a stocky figure with a heavy one appear. Laughing erupted making it seem to be a mad man... and it was! It was the criminal 'JunkRat'! He had a mask that looked like a scarecrow on, no one knew what he looks like so it was a little bit weird to see him this close.

"Come'on Roadhog! This money isn't gonna be carried itself!"

"Help me!" A cry shouted out, an Omnic too.

"JunkRat..." Roadhog started, what seemed like it, but he just went quiet.

"Look at that! An Omnic!" JunkRat yelled. "Time to unscrew this fellow into nothing." That fellow had a role somewhere!

"Don't!" I shouted.

The scarecrow glanced at me. "Hey Road! It's a pretty little Sheila!" He laughed again, walking closer and I could see his pegleg on my stomach since I was laying on my stomach when the explosion happened. "You're a pretty one too! Hahaha!" He grabbed my arm, pulling me up. Stronger than he seemed.

"Since the Omnic support wants to join, we'll just have to give her what she wants and take her with us! Now they can't shoot at us, it'll be easier this time to get away!" With that he threw me over his shoulder, and I tried to break free but I couldn't. They threw me in a trunk of a car with wheels, which was rare to see, and started to drive. I tried to scream, but JunkRat would just say "Shut up, bot-lover!"