Protecting love ( Lincoln burrows X reader)

Meeting Lincoln.... well face to face

Y/n POV
Well after T-bag, John and now Catman left the warden came. Well hell as started again, Oh wait I was born in it. He looked sad and disappointed. Mike gave me a long hug and then sucre didn't let me go until Pope coughed and he let me go. They gave me cuffs and then all cells were closed. I looked back at them and gave a small smile and walked with Pope and the guards. I looked over at T-bag and John's cells. John was crying and T-bag looked pissed and looked away when he saw me. I frowned and looked over to see A guy named C-note. I talked to him once or twice. Thing was I knew his family. I promised to talk to his family and say he's ok. The bright side it worked. I passed his cell and he looked confused.
" Whoa whoa Y/n what's going on?"
The warden spoke
" Execution will be happening not long from now."
C-note looked angry and slammed his hands on the cell saying ' NO'
I let some tears fall and looked passed catman. Even his cat meowed at me. I stopped to say I had to tie my shoelace. The cat came to me and I rubbed his head with my finger. And then they said ' Hurry up' I stood up and we walked. The cat gave another meow and I jerked tears. I knew that cat a long time too.

It was a long walk until we reached the spot. I saw cells with no door or anything.
Pope turned to me
" We have no more cells so you are going to share with Lincoln."
I stiffened a little but nodded.
One guard knocked on Lincoln's cell door and I saw a little slot open
" Hey you have a mate now... Deal with it."
The slot closed and then the door opened. Dark... Really now?
They pushed me in and I turned and they took the cuffs off. Pop whispered " I'm sorry."
And I got pushed in and they closed the door. I sat on the floor and curled up.
" Why the hell are you here?"
I started shaking and looked over to see the famous Lincoln sitting on the bed with crossed arms leaning against the wall.
" I-i was framed... the-they said I tried to kill the president's d-d-daughter."
I mean it was a dim light. He rolled his eyes shaking his head.
" I was framed for the son's death. Looks like we were both framed and both going through the same thing."
I nodded looking down. I let tears fall. First my best friend, then jail again... AND I was framed this time too, and now I'm going to die? I tried wiping the tears but more came. I heard footsteps and I felt a hand catch my wrist. I looked over at Lincoln.
" S-s-sorry."
I looked down.
" Don't be none of this is even your fault."
He let go of my wrist and picked me up by the arm and let me sit by him on the bed.
" U-uh..."
He looked at me.
" What?"
I looked down.
" I'm going to sleep on the floor and no one's going to change that."
I looked at him
" Ok?"
He surrendered
" Whatever you say Sargent."
I smiled a little.
" So, your Michael's friend?"
I nodded
" Yea? why?"
He layed against the wall
" When we got to talk, the first day I met you. He talked about you for a little bit in the conversation. Says your pretty smart."
He looked at me and raised an eyebrow
" Is that actually true? "
I shrugged
" You have to find it out.... If we are both getting the chair, and your brother is planning something at once.... the chair has to go bad."
He leaned up
" What do you mean?"
" The chair is going to have to.... Lose electricity. And that's how your brother Is going to stop it."
I looked down and fumbled with my fingers.
Lincoln was thinking and he understood but didn't ask a question about it. He then looked at me fumbling my fingers.
" Why?"
I looked up still fumbling
" Why what?"
He looked at my fingers and back at me
" What's with the hand thing?"
I frowned slightly
" I-i have a problem. I have an anxiety problem . I have a severe case of anxiety. And I nearly died twice from it. They probably don't need the damn chair if I kill my own self from being nervous."

Lincoln POV
Y/n seems like a nice and kind type of girl. Just don't know much about her. I mean Mike said that she been through hell but she doesn't look like she has. She just now told me that she has severe anxiety. She could kill her own self from it. As soon as she said those words, she fell and started shaking rapidly.

" Y/N? Y/N!?" I turned her over to see her face.
Her face is going pale, she looks weak, her mouth is starting to foam and I think she's having a segure.( dunno how to spell)
I panicked
" GUARD GUARD!"
then the guy opened the slot
" What?" he sarcastically said
" SHE'S HAVING AN ATTACK!"
He then glanced behind me and went wide eyed and opened the door. They picked her up but, I didn't see anything after. They closed the door and left me in.
" Y/NNNNN!" I banged my hands on the door.
I heard something else.
" L-l-lincoln... don't leave me.. with them."
I banged harder " Y/NNNNN!!"

Y/n POV
After I said my words everything started flashing. I felt myself fall, I felt cold. I was turned over to see Lincoln. I felt foam come from my mouth. I'm having an anxiety attack Lincoln.... I'm fine... I mean I'll be fine in 2 hours. Lincoln I'm fine... Whoa... he's really attractive now that I can see his face really close. I feel my stomach fluttering. Maybe the attack... I felt picked up. Lincoln? Whoa don't leave him!
" L-l-l-lincoln... don't leave me.. with them." I heard him screaming my name but everything went black. Lincoln... Don't leave me.

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