•~Various Character x Reader Oneshots~•

That Someone Will Never be Me

"Frankly, I'm shocked they haven't yet" you looked at Bryce.

"Yeah because we're fucking badasses" she smiled as she sat on the toilet.

"No, because we're lucky, not sure if you noticed but your currently the most hated woman in the country" Donovan remarked, cleaning the blood from his fingers.
They proceeded to talk about why she doesn't want to leave, and more things about Bobby which you tuned out.

"We just need a few more days Donovan.." she pleaded, her eyes spoke the words her mouth couldn't and he nodded, giving in to ease her worry.
Just before he could say anything a harsh knock came from the door, you rose from the couch and rushed over to Bryce as Donovan went over to open the door.
Bryce's back hit the door as you were in front of her trying to hear. The position you both were in was definitely blush inducing but not unbearable.
You grabbed her hand and gave it a light reassuring squeeze as you smiled up at her, she gave you a small smile back before paying full attention to the situation on the other side of the door.
"Who are you talking to?" The voice snarled.

"I'm sorry?"

"You paid for one guest, I'm hearing at least two other people in here"

Bryce and you stayed quiet and out of sight in the corner of the front door while Donovan held a gun aligned with the man's head who was outside.

"I have a gun aimed at you head right now" Donovan replied,

"Oh great, if you could aim your wallet at me, your three days past your-" he was cut off by Bryce shutting the door on him, and she looked at Donovan as the pounding on the door grew louder

"Well, let's go pay our rent money, huh?"

It went on like that for days after that, get up, go to work, get food thrown at you, come back to the room, pay tab, go to bed. The same routine.
Bryce got sick of the landlord, and he ended up with his heart in her chest as a transplant.
There was one night though.
You hadn't slept a wink on the couch and decided you needed a smoke break. You rarely ever smoked, you knew the damage it could cause and so on but you just needed a minute to catch up on what's been happening.
Both Donovan and Bryce seemed to be asleep so you quickly and quietly grabbed Bryce's pack of cigs and your lighter and snuck outside, not realizing who you had woken up while grabbing the pack cigarettes.

You sat on the curbside and lit the cigarette. Doctors say smoking isn't calming, but infact, its anxiety inducing, but right now you gave no fucks.

"If you wanted to smoke you could have just woke me up and asked for one, instead of stealing you know."
You nearly jumped out of your skin at her words, not realizing you had woke Bryce up.

"Oh my God, please make yourself known next time- don't fucking sneak attack" you clutched your fast racing heart, clearly startled by her sudden presence.
"I'm not like you, I only have one of these fucking things." Bryce chuckles and takes her cigarettes and lights one.

"Shouldn't you be sleeping Bry, it's 1 a.m.?"

"I should be asking you the same thing."

"I couldn't sleep, I haven't been able to the last few night. I've been running on caffeine in my blood" you chuckle and smoke your cigarette.

"I can't rest until we get Bobby back, so I haven't really been sleeping much."
There he is again, you cringed at the mention of his name. She said his name in such a way, you wished it was your name she'd say like that.

"I know, you really.. really love him" you replied with hesitation, not looking in her direction. You didn't want her to see the pain in your eyes that reflected the pain in your soul. You hadn't really realized how much you actually loved her, loved her more than as a friend. But it was to late to tell her, you weren't gonna make her choose.

"You should go back to bed, you're training with Donovan in the morning.."

"Yeah.." Bryce looked at you with a look of dejection and hurt.
You've never been so closed off to her before, and your reply was feeling cold.
With not having a permanent heart, it was hard for her to feel normal emotions. But you being cold was making her chest cavity hurt with a feeling that could only be heartbreak or hurt. Bryce loved you dearly, out of all the people in the world there was only 3 she would never think of hurting.

"Goodnight Bry" you grabbed her hand and gave it a squeeze, like you normally do when showing her affection. She squeezed back. And you held hands in silence until Bryce spoke.

"Goodnight N/N" she headed back to the room. Once you knew she was out of sight and in the motel room, you cried into you elbows.

She was in love with someone,
And it was never going to be you.