*6 years ago*
*Y/N POV*
"Y/N! Hurry up, we have to get going," Martin called me as I stuffed things in my backpack. "I'm coming, just give me a minute," I shouted back walking towards him while zipping my bag. "You take too long getting ready," he said while rolling his eyes at me. "Yeah, well I wasn't in the army like you, I don't rush things," I exclaimed as we exited our house, well technically his, but oh well. The sky wasn't gray, but it wasn't sunny either. I hate this stupid poisonous rain apocalypse. My life went upside down when this rain came upon us. I'm just 14, yet it didn't stop Martin from pressuring me to be independent.
I don't blame him though, all he's trying to do is protect me from the harm outside. We've been scavenging for food this whole week, rationing the bit of food we had in his house, like cans of food since he didn't spend much time in his house because he's in the army most of the time. "Come on, stay close to me," Martin said while holding my hand. "Ew, your hands are sweaty," I said with a disgusted face while pulling back my hand. He looked at me before sighing and continuing walking to our next destination.
"Martin," I questioned, he hummed in response. "Do you think Mom and Dad are alive?" I asked hesitantly fiddling with one of my bracelets. He suddenly stopped before slightly widening his eyes, I looked up again, but he started walking again with the same expression as before. "I don't know," he said with a soft but firm tone. I didn't know what to expect as an answer, so I just stayed quiet. We stayed in awkward silence while walking. Suddenly we saw somebody. Wait, what? There was a guy that had a hat on backward sitting on a sidewalk and smoking a cigarette. I looked up at Martin as a way of questioning what we do.
Suddenly the guy looked up at us. He locked eyes with Martin first, then moving onto me locking eyes for a while. Martin looked back and forward at us and suddenly pointed a gun at the guy. My eyes widened before I noticed Martin walking towards him slowly. I followed along clutching my backpack tight in my hands. Suddenly the guy did something unexpected. He held a cigar to Martin, waiting for him to take it. I also noticed that Martin was a bit taken back, but shook off the face of surprise.
I looked at Martin waiting for his reaction. Martin put down the gun and sat next to the guy, taking the cigar from his hands and grabbing a lighter from his back pocket. I didn't know what to do, so I just sat next to Martin, not saying anything. "What's your name," Martin asked the guy. "Patrick, what is yours," "Martin," Martin responded while nudging my arm as a way of telling me to tell Patrick my name. "Oh um I'm Y/N, it's nice to meet you," I said with a smile. Patrick smiled back at me slightly while lighting a cigarette.
Martin and Patrick kept talking for what felt like hours while I stayed in my bubble. Suddenly Martin announced that he was going to the bathroom, leaving Patrick and I sitting next to each other. "Is he your brother," Patrick asked breaking the silence. "Yeah, he is," I said while looking up at him. "You want a hit," he asked while holding his cigarette out. "No thank you, I don't like smoking," I said while scrunching my face in disgust. He shrugged but chuckled at my expression before taking a drag.
"Do you have any family," I asked while looking at him, he looked at me locking our eyes before saying, "My old man, but he's most likely dead," I mumbled a soft "oh" before scooting closer to him. He hesitantly scooted towards me as well before our knees were touching. "Martin cares about you a lot," he says before putting out his cigarette by stepping on it. "Yeah, he does, he's just way too overprotective," I say chuckling. While we sat in comforting silence, Martin came back stomping his boots on the pavement. I scooted away so that Martin could sit in the middle of us again. He looked at us back and forward before talking with Patrick again. Maybe this isn't bad, being with other people.
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The Rain: Patrick x Reader x Rasmus (HIATUS)
FanfictionY/N was the younger sister of the tough Martin. She was the same age as Rasmus Anderson, but had a way bigger heart than Martin. Patrick and Y/N were very close, like hip to hip. But when she meets Rasmus, Patrick gets jealous and tries to get his...
