Klaus Hargreeves x Reader (Drug Love)

Who?

As y/n walked down the streets, she was still mentally killing herself.

I don't deserve anyone, I'm disgusting.

Nobody will love me, because I'm trash.

You are fucking ugly,  just get over yourself.

Kill yourself.

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Those last words rung in her mind, like someone had a bell to her ears.
It was painful, but pain was not what she was worried about at that moment.
Y/n was focused on getting those pills.
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Y/n was still walking to the drug dealer.
She had her gaze set in front of her, not looking down and not looking up.
When a familiar face met her gaze.

It was Klaus.

Y/n quickly moved her gaze, along with her head, to the ground.
She didn't want Klaus to notice her.
But with y/n's luck, he already saw who she was.

Y/n kept walking with her head down.
Her short hair didn't cover much of her face, but the thought if she kept her eyes low, he wouldn't notice.

Y/n was stopped in her traces, by two hands wrapped around her waist.
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As Klaus lifted her off the ground in a hug.
Y/n's mind filled with thoughts and her eyes filled with tears.

Klaus?
He hates me.
He left.
Don't flatter yourself, it's probably someone else who mistaken you for someone they knew.

Y/n broke into a silent cry.

"Y/n?" Klaus spoke as he slowly set her back down.
He noticed her sobs, even though she tried to hide them.
Klaus placed his hands on her shoulders.
"Y/n.", He pleaded.
With every time he spoke her name, he got no response.

Klaus bent down and pushed some hair out of y/n's face.
He saw the tears, and his face went blank.

Klaus placed his fingers under her chin, and slowly lifted her head so he could meet her gaze.

They both stood there, on the sidewalk, looking into each others eyes.

"Y/n, why are you crying?" Klaus asked, meaningfully.

No response, just silence.

"Y/n!" Klaus snapped. "You can't just look me in the eyes, and expect me to take no response. Tell me!"