Broken Past {Levi X Reader}

Chapter Four: Friendships, Sad Stories, and 3DM Gear?

(Y/B/M) = Your Birthday Month =)

The next few months went on better than ever. Somewhere within in the past few months, I turned 12 years old. I still curse entirely too much though. My job at the bakery has been going great. I was also occasionally hired to play piano for entertainment at pubs. Of course, I am still a thief. I'm good at what I do. I've also befriended the group of kids. Louis and I have became best friends,... But I still have a huge attitude towards him. He taught me how to fight, and the group and I do illegal jobs together and split the cash.

"Hey (N/N)! We've got a job!", Louis said pounding on my door. "Hold up! Let me get dressed!", I yelled back scowling. What would be suitable to wear to steal from one of the most notorious gangs in the underground? I settled on dark black jeans and an oversized shirt that belonged to Nate. It was gray and almost hung off my shoulders. I grabbed the knife Louis gave me a couple of months ago and slid it under my shirt. Just in case. I slid on my black boots and headed outside as I finished braiding my hair into a (H/L) (H/C) down my back.
  
          "Took you long enough...", Grace commented as I met them outside. I rolled my eyes, and looked at Louis. "You ready?". He nodded and the five of us and headed off.

On the way there, we discussed the plan again. "(N/N), Miguel, and I are gonna be the ones actually going inside and stealing the 3dm gear. Grace, you're gonna follow us from a distance, but not go inside. If things go wrong, you're gonna take Gabrielle and run. Gabrielle is gonna stand watch, and have her knife for protection on her. If something seems wrong, Gabrielle, you're gonna whistle to Grace who will run up to us and tell us and then WITHOUT waiting on us, you'll take Gabrielle and leave. If we get caught the fewer of us the better.", Louis said addressing each member of the group. "How come I'm gonna be outside? She hasn't even joined our group, and she's gonna be in the real action?", She questioned staring at me accusingly. "Because she is older than you. You forget, Grace, you're only 10 years old. (Y/N) is 12 years old.", Miguel answered. Damn, that's probably the most I've ever heard him say at once. "(Y/N) when exactly did you turn 12?", Gabrielle asked me looking up at me. "I turned 12 about a month ago....", I said letting my voice trail off. "Why didn't you tell us? We could've celebrated", Gabrielle said looking slightly hurt. "I don't know it's not a big deal, I don't even know the exact date of it. I just know it's (Y/B/M). "Guys... We're here...", Louis said interrupting our conversation.

Not too far from us, was a small house. The lights were all off, so the thugs that lived in it were either asleep or not there. Preferably the latter. After discussing the plan one more time, we went to action. I walked quietly behind the two boys and was careful to take light steps. Once we reached the house, I took a hair clip out of my hair and began to unlock the door. "Stay quiet.", I mouthed at Louis as I began to unlock he door. The door quietly opened. Only slightly creaking. As soon as we heard it creak, we backed up ready to run. We hesitated waiting for anyone to come out, but no one did. Miguel looked at us and nodded for us to follow him. We walked into the house, which was oddly clean and looked around. Nothing is out of place, it's clean. Too clean. I located the gear in a corner of what appeared to be the living room. We all turned our backs to face the gear and quietly pick them up.

"Who are you people, and what the hell are you doing in our house?", A male voice asked. Before I knew it, the same male had a knife against my throat. "Levi... What's going on?", A female's voice asked. "Be careful, Isabel we have no idea what these people are capable of.", Another male voice said. "Dammit...", I heard Miguel mutter. Very slowly, so I wouldn't be killed I turned and faced the guy who's name I am assuming is Levi. A moment of recognition flashed through my eyes. Where have I seen this boy? Wait... That's right he's the one who called me pathetic all those months back. He's the one with the knife... Great.

I locked eyes with Louis signaling for him to steal the gear as I distracted them "Sorry for interrupting y'all, really. We were only trying to rob you. But.... We will be on merry way! Bye!", I said emphasising on my already bad attitude. "Where do you think you're trying to go, brat?", The Levi boy asked grabbing my wrist. "(Y/N).... Stop...", Miguel said with a scarily low voice. This is gonna be an interesting story to explain to Miguel later.... "Well, it's pretty obvious short ass. I'm trying to leave.", I said gaining all three of the groups attention. "What the fuck did you call me...?", The Levi Boy said said tightening to grip on my wrist. "Does your short friend have hearing problems? If he didn't, he would realize I called him a short ass.", I said looking at the other boy and then at the Levi Boy. "You've got some nerve. Breaking into our house, and then trying to rob us. And then insulting me...", The Levi Boy said with a dangerous look in his eye. "Levi is it?", I asked him raising my eyebrows. "Yes. What's it to you?", He answered confirming my thoughts. "Nothing, I was just making sure I knew the names of who we were robbing, it would be pretty rude if I didn't.", I said grinning.