Asphalt// Lil Peep x Reader

/Chapter 1/

"Six months.." You whispered softly as you look into the sea. Your eyes glisten with the waves as they fill with tears.
"Damnit Gus. Damn you." You softly cry and clench your fist.

The wind gusts around you, feeling as if someone wrapped their arms around you. Goosebumps covered your body as you looked into the sky, the stars shining bright through dusk.

"I know you hear me, damnit..." A tear cascades down your cheek as the stars shine brighter.

"I love you."

3 years before

Your footsteps were drowned out by the passing cars along the freeway. It was past midnight, and you could tell by the significantly less amount of cars that drove along the dark road, and needed their brights on to see in front of them.

You shivered at the cold nights gusts of wind, as you were still in your work uniform. Which, was one of the warmest clothes you've ever worn.
If you were aware that you were a stripper/bartender, then you would have recognized that as sarcasm.

Every part of you hated work, but you needed the money. Rent at a motel and a broken car in the shop aren't going to pay themselves...

But you had to admit that pay was pretty good, considering your looks and talent. You had a gorgeous face and smile, and your body was what women would die for. You could find rhythm to any song and move your body so seductively you caught anyone watching in a trance.

As your walk continued, you noticed that the amount of cars was dropping to about one or two per 20 minutes, and once in awhile, one would swerve and honk at you, or struggle to keep in between lines.

There was one car, however, an all black G-Wagon to be exact, that you hardly even noticed, but what you didn't know, was that it would change your life forever.

Peep's P.O.V.

I'm all sorts of fucked up.

Horsehead knew I took as much as I could without overdosing. I needed to forget... To not feel.

He knew my look of pain all too well, and decided to drive back to the tour bus in the Benz, so I felt comfortable that he knew how I felt.

I sat in the passenger seat, blankly staring out the window, not feeling anything. The lights of the past city fading slowly into black in the review mirror, and my high soaring as Horse kept driving.

I didn't feel tired.. no... I felt dormant. I felt nothing. And thats the way I liked it. I hated feelings, I hated crying. I drugged myself so much to forget that my trust, my fucking dignity, was stolen from someone I loved. And i wanted to be numb from these thoughts.

I sighed deeply as I watched the dark trees glide by. The brights of the car occasionally catching signs or animals eyes.

I felt nothing..

Until I saw her.

Walking along the freeway, shivering.
She was the most beautiful thing to have ever catch my eye.

I gasped lightly as we made eye contact for a few seconds before i watched her figure slowly fade like a ghost into the black night and obsidian asphalt.

How could I forget that face?

I don't even know her name..