Broken (Shiro x reader) - Dropped

Chapter 7 - Changed

Days passed an I was still uncomfortable. I was uncomfortable in the new place. I was uncomfortable in the narrowed clothes from Alura. I was uncomfortable around the jew people. I was uncomfortable with the looks I was given. I was uncomfortable when I was alone. I was uncomfortable with my self. Least to say I was miserable.

The misery drove me to silence. I was scared to say anything, which would be followed by everything. I followed Shiro around like a lost puppy and if I couldn't follow him I would linger around Alura. I must have fallen asleep as I was sitting awkwardly in the main control area. I was suddenly awoken from my nightmare. "(Y/N) are you alright?" Alura asked me, a comforting hand on my shoulder. "You were throwing a fit."

I opened my mouth to say something, only to close it right back up. I left the main bridge, in no hurry to get anywhere. Then the paranoia set in. There was no living precense assuring me I wasn't still in my cell. I tried to use the altain energy as a substitute, but it didn't help. Not even logic helped. I ran, blinded by panic to where I was going.

I stumbled on the too long dress too many times. I needed to get faster, I couldn't let them catch me. I ripped off half the skirt of the dress continuing on my desperate flee from nothing. I could hear the pounding of metal down the halls echoing in me ears. I clawed at my neck, still feeling where the collar once was. I rushed open a set of door, wanting to hide in whatever was beyond.

I search the empty room for somewhere to hid. I was too slow and they found me. I wouldn't be taken back there. They couldn't take me back. I fought. I fought for my life, pulling out all my tricks. But after so long my energy was gone and I couldn't fight anymore. Limp on the ground, they held a blade to my neck. I looked up, barely able to see through the tears in my eyes. "(Y/N)!" someone frantically called my name. Their face slowly came ibti my vision, Shiro.

I clung to him, scared they'd come back. I wrapped my arms around his neck and buried my face in his in shoulder. He hesitated to hug me back. I knew why. All the scars. Any scare you could jink of I had: bite, cuts, injections, just to name a few. I even somehow had brushes that I doubt would ever heal. Then my leg, my robotic leg. As the galra could care more about a rat than me, they didn't give me something quality. It literally was stabbed into my leg, which if I move wrong hurts like hell and it starts bleeding. Wires were sticking out and holding my entire limb together. There was an entire plate missing, so the owner workings of the leg were all viable. I remeber the nights I spent miguvering it back together.

I became self conscious and tried to hide my legs beneath the remains of the dress. "(Y/N)" he gasped, moving the dress out of the way to once again see the scars. "You can't keep it in, it will only hurt you more. It helps to talk about it." I looked at him with pleading eyes, not wanting to talk about it at all. He saved me, and that's all I could ask for, now I got to fix myself. "Please talk to me." He begged.

His eyes were pleading with me. I could see all the pain in them caused by my actions. It was different from all the pain the galra inflicted on him, on me, on us. I couldn't hurt him anymore. They couldn't hurt me anymore. I stopped holding back the tears and just let them flow. "They got to me," I cried, speaking for the first time in days. I kept my gaze at the floor and my fists clenching the torn up dress. "The one thing I vowed not to happen did." I cried out, but completely unable to translate it through my sobs.

Shiro pulled me into a much needed hug and let me cry it all out. I continued to cry until I had no more tears. "It's okay," he assured me, rubbing my back as I heaved for air. "I don't blame you. No one will blame you."

I clung to him like he was my last line to life. "I'm scared," I confessed.

"I know," he sighed, Judy letting me get it all out.

"I don't want them to find me."

"I know."

"I don't want to be taken back."

"I know."

"They're gonna find me though," I voiced my biggest fear, "And that's gonna put you all in danger. I'm an idiot for staying her." I pulled away, wanting to get as far away from them... him as possible. To keep him away from the danger that is me.

Shiro refused to let me get too far. "No, he commanded," You are no danger to us, if anything we are a danger to you. But this is the safest place to be from the Galra. If they come ill make sure they won't take you, no mater what. "

If I had any tears left I'm sure I would have shed them. "Thank you Shiro," I said, letting him comfort me once again. He really was my savior. He saved me from the galra in the prison. He saved me from the prison. Now he's saving me from myself. I owe him so much and I doubt I will ever repay him.

"It's no problem," he assured me, "Come to me if you ever need to talk. I'll always listen." He hugged me tighter as I did him. I needed him so much more than he could possibly know.