Thick As Thieves ~ {Arthur Morgan x reader}

~1 {A new start}

{8:25 am}

I wake up to the sound of birds and the smell of a burnt fire, I sit up slowly from my tent I set up the day before I grunt loudly to the pain of a wolf that has scratched me on my arm a couple of days back while I went hunting for deer. I pull my sleeve up to reveal my bandages that were covered in my blood,
"Fuck sake." I mutter to myself in annoyance as I unravel the bandages from my skin and throw them in the fire.
"thats gonna leave a scar."  I chuckle to myself since I already have a bunch of scars covered by my clothes. I stand up and walk over to my Missouri Fox Trotter horse that was eating the fresh healthy grass beside my tent. I open the saddle bags and get my new bandages.
"Only one more left, I need to get some more." I mumble to myself quietly as I pat my horse and gave it an apple it neighed sweetly in response. I the clean bandage around the deep scratches, I wince at the pain but carry on.

I quickly pack my stuff and put it on my horse but before I went I cooked some meat from the rabbit I hunted yesterday since i haven't eaten in 3 days.I take down the tent and stamp on the fire until its fully out, i look over the cliff and watch the view. The water gently flowed along the ground making its journey to the sea. Birds were sitting on the trees singing a beautiful melody as the sun began to rise over the top of the snowy mountains. I get my bow and arrow and aim it at a lone deer drinking peacefully from the river. I aim carefully and shoot.
"Bullseye." I say in delight as i shoot it right in between the eyes. "Hmm i must be getting better." I say proudly looking at my bow happily.

I head down the cliff to the river and put the limp  deer corpse on my horse, as I put the deer down I soon realise that's it's blood has gotten all over my clothes but it would be fine since I'm heading up to valentine anyway to have my first wash in a week. I turn to my horse ready to head out when the blood from the deer starts to slowly deep into my horses back, dripping down slowly making its way down.

"Looks like we need to clean you as well girl." I say in slight annoyance while petting the calm horses head. I get up and take a trip down to valentine

As I get to valentine I say hello to most people that past me as I'm are in a good mood today,
"maybe something good will happen later on then." I think to myself smiling. I trot over to the butchers and sell the deer for $7 which is quite a good price and more money to put in my pocket. Next I head over the the stables and clean my beloved horse, it wasn't that much money though which was good, I then head into the hotel and get a bath for 25 cents, the bath water was a warm temperature and the bubbles cover my naked body nearly going over my head. I sit back and relax for what seemed like the first time in my life I didn't have to worry or stress I can just, relax for once. I lay my head down against bath and exhale through my nose in relief. Thoughts rush to my head about my parents. I haven't thought about them much, makes me...I don't know..upset? mad? both? maybe.

{flashback}

"stay here and don't come out you hear!" My father shouted at me in worry as he loaded his gun. I nod my head quickly at him. I got under the bed and hid myself behind the boxes.
"I love you darling don't you forget that, so did your mother she would be so proud of you." I heard  him while opening the door.
" i love you daddy don't die." i whispered loud enought for him to hear. Is this the end? Am i gonna die im only 14 im too young. I thought to myself letting out silent crys.
"I'll always be with you (Y/N) don't you forget that now." he said before shutting the doors.
"COLM WHERE ARE YOU SICK BASTARD!" I heard my father scream on the other side, my father owned a shop in strawberry, our house was on top of it, sure it was small but we loved it. My mother died when i was 5, tuberculosis got her, its a hell of a thing. I thought about her often, me and my father had been living here by ourselves. I quickly snapped out of my head,
"(Y/N) RUN!" I heard my dad scream in pain to me. My heart skipped 100 beats as I lay there in horror. I shook it off since I realise there's time for mourning later I just needed to get out of there alive. I moved the boxes quickly and heard gunshots going on downstairs tears ran down my pale face.
"(Y/N) sweetie come out no point in running or hiding, we'll find you." I could hear Colm say devilishly. His footsteps and voice getting nearer to your room. I started to panic and open the window I looked out and saw a bush underneath.
"Perfect." I thought to myself, I heard the door swing open I looked behind and saw Colm and two of his men pointing guns at me. Before I could react I jumped out the window and landed in the bushes. I got out with a few bruises but I was fine. I headed east in search for a job cleaning or something, anything to get money.

When I turned 16 sadly I didn't get a job so I had to kill to survive, I became a well known outlaw and the O'Driscolls still didn't forget about me they were hunting me still after all these years, the law were hunting me, bounty hunters, pinkertons, everyone was. I travelled to different towns most of the time and now I'm 24 and I'm still like it now I know no different all I know is to hunt, kill, steal and how to be a god damn good thieve.