Gun x Reader: I'm normal

24. Great.

I was dragged into an alleyway.

Always me, always me!

I coughed up blood as I was punched in the stomach.

That track meet really drained me of energy.

I dodged a few hits but couldn't avoid all of them.

Just pretend to pass out.

I did and after a few minutes, they left laughing.

Okay. Let's crawl out towards the street where we'll be seen, hopefully not by a pervert but by a Good Samaritan.

Ugh.

I dragged myself to the streets and then closed my eyes.

Weak.

I'm so weak.

I hate it.

But I'm not a fighter.

I'm not meant to be a fighter.

I can't hurt people.

I closed my eyes and when I opened them again, there was a bright light.

"Umph." I pushed the hand spreading my eyelids open and turned away.

"Let him look you over, he's a doctor."

I looked at Gun who was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed.

Why does he look so upset?

I winced as my eye was opened again and the same bright light shined.

Ow ow ow.

"You'll need rest for a couple of days. Thankful your injuries aren't too severe. Come back if you don't feel better in a few days."

I nodded, stumbled as I hopped off the bed and walked into a wall.

"My fault."

Gun led me out and I tried to walk in a straight line.

My head is itching.

I went to scratch but Gun stopped me.

"You'll pull out your stitches."

Stitches?

I let him lead me to where big Crystal was waiting.

"Are you okay?" She asked.

"I think so.... I think."

"She has a concussion." Gun said and they both walked me to his car.

I blinked and we were now at Gun's house.

Holy shit, we teleported!

I unclipped my seatbelt and tried to step out.

"YN! The car is still moving!" Crystal pulled me back in.

"Oh." I said and then Crystal helped me out.

It was a rough few days but I got better.

I sat with Sweetheart as he swam around happy to see me.

"So, are you gonna tell me what happened to you?"

I looked at Gun as he man spread on the couch a little distance away.

"I can't remember." I lied.

"Don't lie to me."

I looked away.

I could totally tell him the truth.

But I got a bad feeling about it.