so yes I know there aren't many x readers but like... I already write two pages of this on notebook paper during school, though this won't be as close to the original chapter 1 (and 2) I wrote at school, it'll be somewhere close to there. This'll also be set in 2019 time period, so it's easier for me to write it. Though I'ma try to stick with the original story line as much as possible. They're in highschool, mostly freshman year. 14-15.
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Halo wasn't always their name. They just go by Halo because they like the name and it's gender neutral. But, for the sake of this story, you can know who they are before anyone else does. we don't want this to be the cliche "so and so wasn't your average blah blah blah", but Carmen was... something. she didn't consider her self average, not unaverage. One thing she did know is that she thought she wouldn't ever trust relationships again, or ever love, especially be loved, again. Boy, how wrong 'she' was. Halo, being known as that, for their family it's Carmen, was a Non-Binary pansexual, it did confuse people but they couldn't care less. Halo tried to stay reclusive, but their social instincts always kicked in when around people, they were a social butterfly, well used to way back when. Halo was someone to talk alot, they were there for you to rant, talk about random stuff, cry and joke with. Carmen honestly didn't think "she'd" see love or be in a relationship again until she met Benjamin Franklin Rodriguez. He was a very attractive, good looking, hot boy for his age. She was.. love struck. Though she did get swayed easily, one if the reasons she tried to stay away from people. Introducing herself as Halo, and for the most part not making it obviously whether Halo was a girl or a boy, the only way they could figure it out was by voice, structure, and chest size, she could never hide that part even if she wore her huge hoodie. How does this unfold? You don't know unless you read so freaking read it.
" I lunge forward at him hitting his groin with my knee then right between the eyes. As soon as I do, he crashes to the ground, out cold. I go for more, but a pair of arms snatch my waist lifting me up. I kick my legs and flail my arms to get closer but he is too strong.
"Let go of me!" I demand.
"Shut up." A low strong voice commands."Is he okay?"
"He is fine." I grunt.
Then the young adult wakes up, then scurries back away from me. "Sorry ma'- miss... " he says, making me angry again.
I give him a cold stare.
"I'm sorry." He repeats, standing to his feet.
"Put. Me. Down." I demand again.
With a huff he puts me down. I step forward with full intentions to punch him again but the man behind me takes my arm, holding me back. I jerk forward to get off his grip but he takes my other arm tightly.
"Alright! I'm done! I'm done!" I huff in defeat. "
This story follows Astrid, a 26 year old female who ran away from home 10 years ago. The only reason she has come back was to get away from the hole she dug her self into. She is running away from her problems again. Life before she ran away wasn't as nice as the public saw it- the sherif's family, happy, and loving. Behind the doors it was orders being barked left and right with no warning or break. Not wanted to deal with this anymore, Astrid ran. On her voyage out, she ran into some trouble that seemed all fine until it wasn't.
She comes back home and everything is all fine and dandy until,
"Unknown:
You thought you could hide forever?
I found you, and I can find your friend,
Nicole. If you want her safe, you'll be
at the ring in an hour."
Since Astrid's leave, the town suddenly had a motorcycle gang that hangs around, not realling doing anything in particular, but the sherif doesn't trust them much. Damon being the head of the gang, keeps everything they do quiet.
When these two meet up there is obious tention and immediate hatred.
***EDITING
TWs: Controling dad, violence, abuse