The Wolf And The Moose (moose x reader)

Awake

Y/N POV

When i woke up i felt gross. So i took a shower. When i got out i changed into a simple outfit. Blue jeans, a black shirt, and a blue jacket. I left my brown medium length hair down. I went to the mirror and saw that my Hazel eyes were now blue due to my mood.(people with Hazel eyes have color changes due to there clothes and/or mood.) And i walked into the kitchen. When i entered Nathan was there. "Hey Nathan. How's life?" I asked. I've been ignoring people somewhat so i guess small talk was good. "Hey. Im good. My back still hurts from when you hit and tripped me. Where did you learn to fight anyways?" He asked. I  should tell him.

Nathans POV

I had asked her where she learned to fight. She kinda blushed. But she did answer. "Before i met you i was.....forced to learn how to fight. For peoples amusement." She said she looked kinda scared at the memory. "I was adopted by a horrible couple. They brought me to under ground fight meets.  Where i would be forced to fight when i was just seven. Nathan it was the worst thing. They made me get better. And my punishments for losing were horrible." She started to get teary but she kept going. "When i was ten i had to go against an eleven year old. But i had gotten good at fighting. And my reflexes kicked in. I broke the kids jaw, snapped his leg, he almost died. And i got rewarded for it. It was so wrong." She said. she was fully crying now. I stood up and hugged her. "Nathan i can never shake those memorys away they will be a part of me forever." She said. "Im so sorry Y/N. But your not that girl anymore." I said trying to sooth her. Then Moose walked in with a ghost white face. I knew he heard everything she had said. I gave him the look. That he could not tell anyone. He nodded and walked up and joined the hug. She cried even more. When we let go she ran to her room and didn't come out.

Y/N POV

When Nathan let go i ran to my room. I shut the door. I walked over to my radio and put on some music. Then i went over to my easel and painted. I dont know for how long. But when i finished i could think clearly. I didn't want George to hear that story. Arrrrgggg! I decided i needed food. Food always makes things better. I went down stairs. The boys were on the couch talking. I heard a bit as i walked by. *whispers*"Do you think she's okay?" Said Moose. "I don't know we should ask." Said Nathan. I walked to the fridge and got a frozen burrito. I heated it up and was walking to my office with it and George stepped infront of me. "Yes?" I said. "I have a question." He said. "Well your keeping me from my burrito so speak." I said hangrily. "Are you okay? Like Mentally and Physically?" He said. He sounded worried. "Yea. I always breakdown a bit telling that story." I said. Its true. "Okay well then you can pass." He said. I went into my office. I sat down and watched YouTube until my burrito was gone. I walkedto put my plate away. I went to bed.

(Midnight. Im lazy.)

I heard a rattle at the front door. It sounded like it was being lock picked. I heard the door open. Then i saw two figures walk into my room. I stood up. I punched one guy. He slapped me back. I felt like i was dreaming. Like this would fade away. But i knew very well that i was awake.