Falling (Lookism x Reader)

Part 21:Doll

A glimpse into the past.

My parents had never been particularly fond of me...They constantly saw me as a disappointment or a failure. They believed I only existed to taint their name and ruin their lives. And after many years...

It looks like they were finally able to get rid of me.

I was what people referred to as a knight in shining armor or something like that. We all were. Things didn't exactly work out at the end.

I ended up getting kicked out and the people I called my friends...family even. Abandoned me.

For months I had been desperately trying to survive off of the limited resources I had which were merely the shabby clothes on my chest and my burning determination. I wouldn't allow those rotten people drag me down.

I would do anything I could to at least get a bit of cash. Collecting bottles or cardboard was my main thing. I managed to get a job at a small convenience store desperately trying to look like I didn't just spend the night sleeping in an filthy alley during work and trying to, with difficulty, make my shirt look at least a bit presentable.

Funny isn't it. Just a couple of months ago I was the heir to a million-dollar company now I'm living on the streets hoping to survive. People look down on me making it seem as if I am causing them suffering. Pathetic.

Every so often people perceive me as a target.

Like tonight. A intoxicated man had approached me after work I didn't really have a place to go so I had no option but to talk to him or beat him up.

"What?" I hissed out as I turned to him.

"Hey cutie how about we go back to my place. I'll give you a good time" he reached over and grabbed my ass...there's one thing he didn't know about me.

If you fucking touch me in any way. You fucking die. I strike his arm away from me and follow that by sending a kick to the back of his head forcibly sending him towards a brick wall next to us. He groaned in pain and tried to scamper away, but I was faster.

I gripped his wounded head and sent a knee strait into his nose making it gush with blood staining my only pair of pants.

"God dammit you fucker!" just as I am about to go for another kick I hear clapping from behind me. I snap my head towards that direction and glare at the man standing before me.

"Wow doll you got skill," he walks leisurely toward me causing me to put my sore arms up instinctively. He put his hand out in surrender and backed up a bit.

"Who are you?What do you want?" I ask quickly with my arms still in position.

"Easy there doll I merely have a proposition for you," I slowly put my arm down and stand up straight.

"...Keep talking."

"Well, you see doll we are looking for some good fighters can't seem to find anyone nowadays. But here you are taking down a man almost twice your size without breaking a sweat. I'm impressed doll," he said with a smirk as he rubbed his chin with his large hands.

"Don't call me that. What are you getting at?"

"Well doll I'm offering you a job of some sorts. It's seems as though you aren't in a good place right now" he looked up and down at me making me glare harder.

"It pays quite a lot of money."

That's it. That's what got me"

"How much"

"With your skill at least 5,000"

"per what"

"per round"

"...Okay, I'll do it."

"Excellent. What's your name doll"

"Y/n...yours?"

"The names Youvin I think we'll get along quite splendidly doll"

:)

A/n:

Two chapters in one day.Lets see how that goes shall we? I am going to have a few chapters like this that just look into the past and such. I hope you like it.
Also I'll be editing many of the older chapters in hopes to find some mistakes and make some changes to the storyline.

Later.