♥ 𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓜𝓪𝓷 ♥ [Javier Escuella x FemReader]

Just A Scrach ♥ 5 ♥

You open your eyes. Sunlight shining through the flaps of your tent. You stretch your body and stand up. You put on your favourite black shirt, black jeans and black boots. You put on your gun belt and walk out the tent. Pearson and Sadie were making food, girls were sewing some clothes, uncle was laying around drunk with Sean, Strauss was working on his little 'business', Jack and Hosea were reading a book, Dutch and Molly sitting in their shared tent, Charles and Lenny on guard duty, Kieran working on the horses, other men were gone somewhere else and of course miss Grimshaw walking around and telling everyone what to do.
You walk up to pearson and ask him. "Do you need any meat?" "Yeah, we're getting short on some meat. Are you going hunting?" He replies. "Yeah, I need to get out a bit." You say and giggle. "I'll be back soon I hope." You say walking away to your beautiful stallion. "Good morning Etain. How are ya boy?" You ask your horse and he just nudges your arm with his nose. You walk towards the wagon where all of the tack was kept, you grab your tack and walk back to your horse. You tacked Etain up, grabbed your guns and your bow from your tent and mounted your horse. You start walking out the camp. "Where are you going?" You hear Charles ask you. "Hunting and to get some fresh air." You reply smiling at him. "Be safe." "Always."

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You trot into the woods by a lake. You spot some deer and dismount your horse and walk a bit further on foot. You hide behind a tree. You lifted your bow up, aimed at the bigger deer and took a deep breath. You exhale and let go othe the arrow. The deer hits the ground and others run as fast as they can. You whistle for your horse and walk over to the deer. You use all your strength to lift it up and stow it on your horse. As you were ready to mount Etain you hear wolves howling. *oh no...* you think to yourself. You turn around and there they are, three big mad wolves standing in front of you. You wanted to mount up but when you turn around Etain was nowhere to be found. *oh great! He ran away.* you say in ur mind. You quickly grab your shotgun and fire it at the wolves. One drops dead on the ground, second one falls down but still alive and the third one launches at you. He grasps ur arm and you drop ur gun. You knew you either had to do something or you'll be dead in no time. You try to grab ur knife, when you grabbed it you stabbed the wolf right in the heart. He feel down beside you. You stood up wincing in pain and grabbed your shotgun. Your whole arm was bloody and hurt like hell. You look over at the wolf that is still alive, you walk over and shot him to end his suffering. You call for your horse and he comes back trotting. You skin the wolves and stow the pelts on ur horse, you took their teeth and put them in your saddlebag. You mounted Etain and rode back to camp.
As you were riding into the camp Charles quickly ran to you. "Y/N! Are you okay?!" He said worriedly. "I-I'll be okay. I think..." you reply in pain. "Come with me." He says to you and helps you get off your horse. You put your one hand around his neck and he puts his arm around your waist. He helps you get over to Hosea's and miss Grimshaw's tent. He sits you down and walks behind the tent to get some supplies. While he's getting the supplies miss Grimshaw comes over. "What the hell happened?!" She yells at you. "It's j-just a scratch... nothin' to w-worry about." You can hardly say a word from all the pain. "Nothing to worry about?!" She says back at you. Charles comes back with some paste and bandages. Miss Grimshaw takes the paste as Charles helps you take off your shirt, then he takes your hand and Miss Grimshaw starts applying the paste to your arm. It was stinging really bad. You squeezed Charles' arm really hard. "God fucking damn it!" You scream in pain. "It's going to be okay. It will help your wound to heal faster." Charles reassures you. Miss Grimshaw wrapped your arm with bandages and told you to rest for a few days. You were annoyed because you couldn't go anywhere and you would be stuck at camp.

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It was the next morning. You were sitting on a big rock at the edge of a cliff. You admired the view.... it was beautiful. Charles would always check on you to see if you're okay, but Javier... he just looked at you and then looked away sadly. He was hurt but your pride did not let you talk to him. *why am I like this? I hate it! I fucking hate it!*
You walked over to the fireplace and made some coffee, you sat down on a chair next to Sadie. "Hey." You spoke. "Hey." She said back to you. "I-... I need some help." You said quietly." What is it? Is everything okay?" Sadie looked a bit concerned. "Yeah, everything is fine but... I don't know if I should talk to Javier. How should I talk to him? What should I say?" "Look, just write him a letter to meet you at the bar and then you could talk things out." Sadie said and put her hand on your shoulder. "Thanks... I should do that." You smiled at her, finished your coffee and walked to your tent. You grabbed a piece of paper and a pen. You began writing.

Dear Javier...

I think we should talk things out because you're an awesome friend and it kills me to see you sad. I'm really sorry for everything. Meet me at the salon in Valentine tomorrow evening.

Y/N

You took a deep breath and walked to his tent and put the letter on a crate. Javier was away doing some job with Arthur so he wasn't at camp at the moment.

Javier's POV:

After I came back from a robbery I did with Arthur i was tired. I walked over to my tent and saw a letter. I read it... I was really happy that Y/N was finally gonna talk to me. When she stopped talking to me I was heartbroken. I might not know her for a long time but I knew... I Loved Her.

(To be continued...)