【●Brat●】❝Ｏｌｉｖｅｒ✘ Ｒｅａｄｅｒ❞

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READER POV

I recently broke up with my girlfriend. She kicked me out. I don't want to think of that slut anymore. She, she... I don't need to tell you watch she did. Just take my word on it.

I go to the grocery store to celebrate how my life has gone more to shit, aka "I accidently buy bottles of wine than actual essentials for life" again... oops.
I pay and walk outside in the pissing rain. I can't really explore it further than that without sounding like a dramatic poetic.
"DON'T TOUCH ME YOU WANKER--"
shouting is heard from the alleyway, a girl or a young boy. Hard to tell from the amount of echoes, they said more but it trailed off and it was impossible to hear.
I run through the wet rain, my shoes getting damp from the puddles. I didn't give a shit. My life is shit I don't want someone to end up the same way.
"AHH! FUCK OFF YOU NONCE"
I can hear it more clearer now, I'm getting close. I turn a corner and see an around older-fortys or mid-fiftys man holding a foreign boy (aoprox. twelve or fourteen) attemtping to kiss him but he keeps pushing and squirming. "FUCK OFF"  he is then slammed onto the wall being stripped off his clothing in the cold, shitty rain.
I grab a gun, the area i live in isn't the safest so it's good to prepare. "Drop the boy you filthy paedophile" I shake, even if he is filthy I don't want to kill. He stares at me with his eyes, they're like of a dead fish. I stare at the almost naked boy, huffing and crying. "Just walk away from the boy"
I expected him to put up more of a fight but he just runs with the boy's garments, i guess..?
I'm a few feet away from the boy, I don't want to make him anxious. "You ok..?" he shakes his head furiously, his face is angry. "Did i do something wrong?" He looks at me in the eye, he's kind of cute to be honest. "You took away my home, my food, my water, my everything.." he hides his face in his arms.  "He was going to... y'know.. to you" I get shivers down my spine.. what does he mean? He looked like he was going to speak but..
"hew..!" He sneezes, like a guinea pig in Winter. I can't help but help him, i take my coat off and wrap it around him and carried him. "You're going to die here. It might be hard at first but trust me, I'm going to help" I ran in the cold, wet weather looking for a hotel.