Y/n POV
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" All the rules ya break
Make me wanna run but I can't escape
All the things ya say
Most of them are lies but I'm listening
( La la la la la la la la la la la )
That's my heart talking to my head, head, talking to my heart
( La la la la la la la la la la la )
That's my heart talking to my head, it's saying that
You're a bad boy
I'm a good girl
And I'm gonna get my heart broken in time"
I sing soulfully and loudly as I walk down the busy downtown street. Eyes closed, feet ready, mind open. I didn't have a care in the world. Ready for danger, adventure, excitement. Anything the dude up in the shining blue sky through at me, I could take it. I lived free life. A little background of my barley functioning life, I'm 16 but wise beyond my years. Not really that book smart. Haven't gone to school in at least a week, I think, I've lost count. Anyway, I live with my mom. My life is pretty complicated. My dad wasn't in my life for the first three years because of prison which didn't really bother me, in fact, those were the best three years of my life. I lived with my mom and grandma for those years. When my dad came back it was all down hill from there. My dad ended up making my mom suicidal. He beat her, me, anything in his way. My mom obviously didn't kill herself but she cut a few times. He beat me until I was dehydrated of tears and was almost passed out from crying. For about half a year I got sent to three different foster homes because my mom was in jail, because of my dad, and my dad was no where to be found. I was six years old and sleeping when the police woke me up and took my mom away from me right before my eyes. They took me to the police station where they cared for me for a day and took me to a strangers home. From then on I've been a stronger person. I got my mom back, my dad got kicked out of the house. I've been through so much pain that nothing at this point could possibly hurt me. So now everyday I walked downtown and every time I get to a stop light I closed my eyes. It may sound dangerous but it was fun and adventurous for me. No, I'm not suicidal. I just view life as a chance to live. I can do whatever I want, no one can stop me including stop lights. I was always excited to wake up the next morning and try something new, or perhaps, someone new. I wasn't a slut. But I wasn't exactly a saint. Let's just say I tell God to cover his eyes when Im with a guy. But I never really believed in love. Every guy I've ever been with I've always broken up with. No one has ever loved me so why should I return the favor? Exactly, I don't. I've even been with girls before, just to see if they can give me what I'm looking for. Nope. So I just gave up. Sure I meet a few good looking tramps out there but none of them will ever please this Lady. It's sort of like I was incapable of love. Like the tiniest bit of comfort could hurt me. I think that's the only thing that could hurt me. Love. I just wasn't a love type of person. I take my bread, I spread my butter, and I eat it. Then I move on to the next piece. It's how I went on with life. You hurt me I hurt you. That's the deal. I don't hate people I just don't like most people. They're too simple for me. I can't stand simple people. People who color in the lines. Ugh. But it's what we all have to deal with so I just go my own way. I chill as long as I can and go with my plan. At least I try.
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Hey y'all that was just a background and an overview of the main character, you. So I hoped y'all liked that obviously the cute lil outsider men come in the next chapter. Baii✌🏽️
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