El Desperado One Shot Collection

I Told You

Featuring: El Desperado/FC

Category: Angst

Word Count: 770

Warnings: Angst, heartbreak, mentions of smut, language, alcohol use

 "She's not yours"

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Stay away. She's not yours. The refrain had been playing through Desperado's head since he had first seen her. As much as drama was fun and he was never against a fight he was trying to be good for once in his life. He actually respected her. Mya Young was sweet, kind to everyone she crossed paths with and innocent. He could tell that just by looking at her. He wasn't the only one. He saw the sharks circling around her and felt something akin to pity for her. He didn't want to participate in her inevitable downfall. Something about her struck a chord in him and Desperado vowed to keep his distance. He wasn't good for her. Even if he liked her, Desperado knew he wouldn't treat her any better than any of the other guys. He would cheat and lie and treat her like trash.

Unfortunately staying away was easier said than done. Apparently she was blind to the warning signs flashing above his head as everywhere he turned, there she was with a bright smile and hopeful eyes. She didn't seem to care how mean he was, how many times he brushed her off or how crudely he spoke to him. She still looked at him with stars in her eyes, as if he held the moon.

"I'm not good for you. Why won't you just go away?" Desperado snapped when she once again turned up. "Just leave me alone."

"I don't care if you're good for me." She said earnestly, staring up at him with those eyes full of hope he just knew he was going to crush out of her. Desperado knew what he was. There was only one way this was going to end.

"I believe in you Desperado." Mya told him.

"Then you're fucking stupid." Desperado growled pushing past her and leaving her staring after him. He didn't look back. Couldn't force himself to see the pain he was sure was on her face.

It seemed she had gotten the message over the course of the next few days, as Mya kept her distance and never crossed his path. Desperado told himself it was relief he was feeling, not regret. He still caught her watching him, making sure to turn his back from those longing looks.

Determined to forget all about Mya Young he went out with the rest of the Guns for a night of drinking and fucking. He figured the best way to get her out of his head was to fuck her right out. Shots of tequila and sake with intermittent whisky thrown in for variety had Desperado feeling no pain by the end of the night. He certainly couldn't remember the name of the girl tucked under his arm on the way back to the hotel, and if he called her Mya she didn't seem to mind.

Two drunken bodies intertwined in the sheets, sweat forming and heavy breathing the only sounds as they found pleasure in each other. As soon as he came Desperado was out, the liquor catching up with him. His body half lying on top of his bedmate, face buried in her chest and her fingers in his hair.

In the middle of the night Desperado's head shot up, tilting it as he tried to identify the noise that had awoken him. It sounded again, a soft knock at his hotel room door. Bleary eyed and naked Desperado stumbled from the bed and ripped it open.

A startled gasp had him focusing, his heart clenching as he say Mya standing there in nothing but a silky robe, her nipples hard and clearly visible through the thin material, a bottle of red wine clutched in her hand as her wide eyes roamed over his naked form.

"Despy? Who is it?"

Mya's eyes filled with tears and heartbreak as she heard the woman's voice coming from Desperado's bedroom. Shoulders slumping Desperado looked from Mya to the woman coming up behind him and wrapping her arms around his waist, glaring triumphantly at Mya.

"I told you to stay away. That I was no good for you." Desperado said with resignation. "I told you to leave me alone."

He watched her run away with a sigh, the tears tracking down her face crystal clear in his hazy mind. Closing the door Desperado turned to his companion and pulled her to his lips, devouring her mouth as he pushed her back to the bed, determined to fuck Mya right out of his head once again.