Complicated. (Julian Assange x Reader)

Tomorrow

(y/n)'s POV: For some bizarre reason my body always aches. I always feel tired, even when I get enough sleep I got up and looked to the long mirror in my bedroom. I poked the massive bags under my eyes with my finger. I had only realized how gross I am, there's no way my brother can't  see me like this, I realized that I haven't had a bath in a week, my skin was oily and unhealthy and you could see that I haven't left the house in quite a couple of days now since it was deathly pale. I instantly headed to the bathroom and took a long, long, LONG shower, then I dried my blue hair with a hairdryer. I usually just let it dry naturally, but today I felt fancy, so yeah...

Wrapped up in my towel, I sat down on my bed and stared at the magnolia wall in front of me. I touched the little scar on th side of my face. I can still feel a bump from where I had some stitches ages ago after getting into a fight with a girl at the school. The memories made me feel numb. There was a massive scar on your right shoulder however you got a tattoo quite a while ago on it. It didn't cover the scar up, it was very much still visable however, covering it up was not the point. It was a form of katharsis to help you deal with it. It also meant that people stopped staring at the scar. The tattoo said;

"There's no masters or kings
when the ritual begins,
there is no sweeter innocence
than but our gentle sin.
In the madness in the soil
of that sad earthly scene,
only then I am human,
only then I am clean...'

I decided to wear the blue dress that my brother got me last year when he went to Germany to deal with some 'unfinished business' I even put on a hint of makeup on (and when I say hint I  actually mean quite a lot). And I love it, I haven't felt so pretty for ages, all of the blues go well together. I checked my phone to find that it was already 13:36, so I put on my blue shuade shoes and gathered some things into a tiny blue bag, picked up my car keys and left. Ironically, my car was a massive red BMW.

The drive wasn't particularly long, fifteen minutes ish, I parked my car and started walking to the stairs that lead to the roof of the building (the lift has been broken for four years now and nobody ever bothered to fix it). I wasn't surprised that my brother was already there there was something really big under a black piece of material and it had a blue bow on top, coming from behind it, I saw Jim. I instantly ran to him and hugged him

"Hope you don't mind I got you two presents, I truly apologize for the poor state that one of them is in but I needed it for personal purposes, it turned out incredibly disappointing tough, if it wasn't you, I would have disposed it." "Today, you sound like an even bigger freak than usually" I teased him. He smirked and handed me over a tiny black box. I opened it to find a bracelet with tiny charms, the first one was two children holding hands, the second one was just a little diamond, but it was one I knew too well, it was one out of our mother's earrings, the only thing we has from our mother because it was the only thing I mannaged to grab before we got kidnapped. When we got out of the school we got told she had cancer and passed away and our father fell into depression and developed a drinking habit and we got told he does not wish to see us third one was a tiny magnifying glass (that actually worked) and the last one was a bluebell. "That is so beautiful" oh the inside I wanted to cry but my body is too numb. And I think that he understood because at that moment he pulled me closer to him. "I love it" I told him "I know you do. But anyway, you have another present to open..." I headed to the thing covered with the cloth, and carefully took it off, to discover a terrified, beaten up and bleeding Julian Assange with tape over his mouth staring at me, I couldn't help but to smile, "Remember by any chance what it feels like to be tortured? Not fun so why do you do it to other people?" I wanted to say more but he cut me off, "them two will  put him into your car, I have to leave now, I have a feeling that they already know were I am I'm in a risky situation you see, I have to be on the run again, bye." I knew my brother was on the move constantly being followed by people so we quickly said our goodbyes and then my the two men thrown him into the backseat of my car. I started off my engine and sighed and said, "I apologize for my brother, I'll untie your hands and legs when we get to my house" I said somewhat coldly.

A/N: that's it for now, hope you liked it and that it was okay that I wrote from your point of view. Bai.