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Some slight kinky smut in this chapter
~December 21st, 2038 5:36AM~
[Name]'s POV
I lean my head against the wall of my penthouse window nook, listening to the rain hit the glass from the outside. I wearily rub my tired eyes, glancing over to my empty bed that has only provided me with nightmares tonight. A sigh falls from my lips, and I push myself off the cushioned bench of my nook, grabbing my jacket and an umbrella.
I slip on a pair of boots, tucking my sweatpants into them, before sliding my jacket on over my tank-top. I walk out of my bedroom and down the stairs, grabbing my keys from the coffee table in the lounge room. My cellphone lights up from beside where my keys were, and I pick it up, shielding my eyes from the bright light.
I blink a few times for my eyes to adjust, before looking at my phone. Several missed calls from Jayden, Dad, and Mom. I huff and turn my phone off, tucking it in my pocket before I walk over to the private elevator of my penthouse, touching the image of the down arrow on the call box.
The elevator doors slide open, and I step inside, pressing the number for the ground floor. The doors shut, and I let out a breath while leaning against the wall. My eyes drift closed, and I enjoy the quick but quiet ride down to the ground floor of the high rise building.
The elevator dings and I open my eyes as the doors slide open. A soft sigh slips out of my lips, and I push off the wall, walking out of the elevator and into the lobby of the building. I walk over to the entrance of the building, pushing open the door and stepping outside. I open my umbrella and hold it over my head before walking down the sidewalk.
The rain patters against the fabric of my umbrella as I saunter down the street to the Detroit River. My thoughts run rampant through my brain, and before I know it- I'm at my destination.
I put my umbrella away, not caring anymore about the rain that continues to fall. I bow my head down, my eyes gazing at the small memorial stone in the walkway.
'In loving memory of Cole Anderson September 23, 2029 - October 11, 2035'
I close my eyes, the rain mixing with the tears that run down my face. I take a deep breath before sitting down on the ground and looking out at the river. My hands find themselves busy with pebbles on the ground, and I let out a shaky breath before looking up at the dark sky.
"I miss you, Cole. I miss you so fucking much, and I would do anything to see one of your smiles right now," I whisper, before tossing one of the pebbles into the river. "This may sound stupid, but give me a sign- any sign, to tell me you're here with me."
A few seconds pass of nothing happening, when a bird lands on Cole's memorial stone and stays there. I smile faintly, before pulling my legs to my chest and leaning against them. "Whether that's a coincidence or not- I'll take it," I say, ignoring the rain that continues to fall all around me.
"I wish you were here, Cole. I wish you could've met Connor. You would've loved him, he was one of the best things to ever happen to me, and he would've undoubtedly loved you," I say, resting my head on my knees. "I would do anything to have you two with me again. Neither of you deserved what happened to you, and both times it should've been me in your position.
"I'm so sorry, Cole. I'm sorry that you were the one that died in the accident. It should've been me, Cole, I'm your big sister and I should've protected you, but..." I bite my bottom lip that quivers, "I also am learning to understand that there's nothing I could've done. I didn't cause the accident, and it was impossible for me to have seen the car coming. And that android that tried to save you... at least it tried. Unlike that fucking doctor that was high on Red-Ice.
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