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Hello | Foggy Nelson X reader

~3rd POV~
It didn't start with the trembling hello that came out of the teenager's mouth when he was going back home. The only sound that echoed in the alleyway was the very faint sound of a knife sliding into him. And then it was his body that hit the ground. It stayed there for about an hour till his older sister found him.

(Y/N) was frozen when she saw what was in front of her. At first she questioned her own ability to see straight in the dark ally, then it was her brain trying to convince her that it's not her little bro, and the last attempt at denying the gory sight in front of her was trying to convince herself that she is dreaming. Or in this case it the worst nightmare imaginable.

When she tried to wake up from the nightmare, she couldn't. And she didn't realize that it will consume her for the foreseeable future. If not for her entire life.

She called her friend, he should know what to do. The phone only rang for seconds till the other side came through. And when she told him to come over by her apartment building and closed the line, she stayed in a trance like state till he arrived.

" I don't know what is happening! I don't know what to do! I came down to look for him but I don't think that I found him yet. This dead body can't be my brother's!" She started in a calm voice but she kept shaking while sitting on the ground.

The kid had a big slash across his stomach, and a few markings on his body that made it easy to know who killed him. It was a Psychotic killer That started to get very popular in hells kitchen. One with no name, no face, no identity, only an MO that was the only consistent thing among all of his victims.

Everything was getting blurry, not in a loosing consciousness way, no. All life was blurry. The days were the same and nothing moved in (Y/N)'s life, or at least till the service of her brother. When she finally realized that he will not come back. And that the disgusting soulless thing that killed an innocent boy is still out there, and still hunting from what she can recollect from the news and whispers on the streets.

When (Y/N) said her final goodbye to the last family she can consider being her, definitely not counting her selfish mother or dead father. She felt rage, and nothing but rage. Everyone can see it in her. Her eyes have changed, the way she talks and everything in general.

"I know exactly what you feel right now (N/N). Because I feel it too." Her mother was trying to say something. Even she couldn't stand the way (Y/N) had changed so drastically in such a very short time.

" you don't get it. And you don't get to say that. You don't get to feel the loss. You LEFT us when dad died! I was still in law school! He was a freshman! And you just left!" (Y/N) was staring the woman in front of her down. Not believing what she said, or even why she was here in the first place.

"Why are you even here today?! Cause for me and him, we lost you the day we lost dad! You left and you never looked back! It felt like we were dead to you. Took you one of us to die for you to remember that you were part of this family. " (Y/N) started laying out all what her heart had kept under lock and key for her brother's sake. She didn't see any good in keeping all of that buried anymore.

When her mother heard all of that she had the final look at her son's headstone and then she turned to the fuming daughter. " if you two considered me dead for so long, then you can keep that up. I'm sorry for everything (Y/N), I truly am. " and then she walked away again.

Her friend came back and held her in a tonight hug. " it's okay ( Y/N) you don't have to keep anything. Not from me."

" thank you, foggy. I feel so bad for dragging you in this with me." She stepped away from the hug and looked down at the tombstone again.

" don't you say that, (Y/N). Like ever. Or I seriously have to reconsider this friendship altogether."

" I won't then." (Y/N) looked down at the freshly cut stone and let her friend hug her in the silence that grew around them after her mom left Andy he service was done.

" come on, staying here won't bring him back, or avenge him." (Y/N) said as she turned around and started heading to the gate going through the grave stones.  Foggy knew that he had to keep a close eye on his friend once again as he did once in law school.

"Can I stay at the office for a couple of days? I ca.." (Y/N) didn't have to finish her explication before foggy rushed to answer

"The office is yours as much as it's ours you don't have to ask. Let's just hurry cause we left Matt waiting for us at the gate. And then I could go by your place to pick some stuff up if you want."

"It's okay I can handle a couple minutes there... I hopefully think I can"

" I'll wait there till you pack anyways." Foggy knew that behind all the rage that she had displayed in front of her mother like a raging volcano was an endless pit of sadness and grieve that she had to take her time to carefully climb out of. And a lot of help on his and Matt's part too, after all these two are all what (Y/N) have left.

"That would be great"

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Word count:1004
I know it's been a while, like really long and all that and I'd like to say I'm sorry.
Would you like some part two where reader finds about a certain vigilante's identity? I got some of it done and I'll drop it as soon as we get ten votes on this.

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