Troubled love~ 10k x reader Znation

Part 21: my story

I put the car into drive and we head off, the car ride is pretty silent after, 10k sits in the passenger seat but doesn't speak, he looks deep in thought,

I look over at him for a moment, still keeping most of my focus on the road to come,

I try to make conversation, "looks like the gas meter might be broken." I shrug,

He doesn't respond, instead he continues to stare straight forward,

I try again, "maybe we should keep an eye out for any place that might have gas."

I can't get his attention yet again,

I take a different approach this time,

While keeping my eyes ahead and one hand on the wheel, I reach my right hand over and place it on his thigh,

Finally he looks over to me, with a blank expression.

"Are you okay?" I voice my concern,

He sighs, "yeah."

"Are you sure? It doesn't sound like it, but of course you don't have to talk about it if you don't want to."

"It's just, I was thinking or Atleast trying to think...we're together but..."

He pauses,

"But what?" I raise an eyebrow,

"I don't even know much about you, I mean I know about you, I just don't know, nevermind it's hard to explain, forget I said that."

"Tell me, I won't be upset, whatever it is." 

He gives me a look, one that looks like he's asking for reassurance,

"I promise."

He finally speaks again, "you never told he about your life before, I told you about my Pa and everything but you're kind of...what's the word?"

"I keep to myself, there is no word, well not that I can think of."

"Yeah, I guess." His voice trails off,

"Okay, I'll tell you, since I'm in love with you or whatever." I tease with a small smirk tugging at my lips,

He lets out a small laugh,

I keep my eyes heavy set on the road ahead,

"And don't pity me, okay? Because that's the last thing I want."

He nods,

I continue, "alright, well Long story short, I don't remember my parents, if I had any, the last thing I can remember was when I was about 14, that was the first time I stole, from a gas station, not because I was a brat you know? I just needed some basic things, hygiene, stuff like that, I lived in a tent some homeless person abandoned, or maybe they died I wouldn't know."

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To be continued...

(A/N I hated the thought of having y/n with a tragic backstory/sob story like every story has but I tried to also not be boring so we had to settle, sorry, I hope you can still find it enjoyable, As always don't forget to vote! Follows are always appreciated! Stay healthy my friends)