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A/N: after two billion years its finally here!! I finally locked in sorry it was so delayed!!! But this is the first chapter of a multi-chapter fic so get ready for that!!
WARNINGS⚠️ : Descriptions of murder, blood, mentions of dismembering corpse, cursing, brief mentions of domestic violence
(Crappy)Summary: Moving to Denver from Oklahoma was the only move she could make. After murdering her father, she changed everything about herself, including her name and where she lived. While in Denver she meets a boy the same age as her that works at the convenience store, she wants to get to know him, it seems he wants the same, maybe even more.
She felt weird, I mean could you blame her..? She's already justified it. She had a good reason. What would the court say? Would she get the chair? Rot in prison forever? She was quickly pulled out of her thoughts by the sound radio..
"Attention, We are searching for a killer. suspect is (height), (hc) hair, last seen wearing white t-shirt and light blue jeans and black sneakers, driving a 1971 chevy c10 cheyenne super. If you have information call (313) 555-0174
She felt a sense of dread, as if she couldn't escape what shehad done. She wish she could undo it, but she had her reasons. It was her or him. Guess who it was..haha.
Luckily the news hadn't reached any farther than Oklahoma...yet. it was only a matter of time. She quickly went to a random gas station in the middle of nowhere and bought two gallons of water and some snacks. There was a rack of some knockoff band tees on the wall so she grabbed some because she brought a total of 2 shirts and 4 pairs of pants that were way too big.
As she walked outside of the small store, each step felt like the world was gonna cave in under her. She didn't know what to call that feeling, dread of some sort probably. She kept replaying the memories of what she did, it wasn't dramatic, no screaming, just the quiet sound of blood splattering and the repetitive sound of stabbing in his back, she remembered her mother's face as she looked at his lifeless body. She quickly pushed that out of her mind and hurried back to the truck.
She sat in her dads truck, grabbed the knife and started chopping away at her hair. it came out really choppy and ended up being shoulder length, it didnt look too bad, a shaggy hairstyle sat messily atop her head but she didnt hate it. She had already started to think of some names to replace her old one if people ended up recognizing her real name, Valeria Crotts? not believable. Yarelli Galvan? No. Angel Gonzales? Good enough.
She looked at her cat, the black, fluffy, beady-eyed little thing, she felt guilty for him having to go through all this. She didnt care about what she had done, she knew its what had to happen, for their safety, "their" being her and her mother.
She was exhausted as fuck, So she decided to get some rest and keep driving when she woke up. She had brought a blanket and a bed for her cat. She could get better things for him in Denver. She put gas in the truck and drove out of the gas station. She drove for some time and the pulled over so she could atleast get a couple hours of sleep. She pulled the blanket over herself and took only two seats and left one for her cat. Going to sleep wasn't very easy. All she could remember was the blood, her mother's face, and the red that pooled under her father's lifeless, still body. As she fell into a deep sleep she remembered the panic that set through her as her mother was screaming for him to stop, the adrenaline wearing off after she killed him. The way her mother looked at her, the way she tried dismembering him but was too weak. Her rather graphic dream of the murder had been interrupted by her cat meowing. She shot up as she saw a flashlight going through her window and interrupted her car, her heart dropped when she realized it was a cop.
"Oh shit.." she mumbled as she attempted to get herself together
She then opened the window to reveal a man with sunglasses (at night, kinda stupid) and a face that said "I hate my job but I like pulling people over for no apparent reason" not that it really applied to her since shes kinda been pulled over for who knows how long
"Evening officer.." she said tiredly
He wasted absolutely no time getting to the point "Miss why are you pulled over asleep I your vehicle?"
She paused "I was on a road trip and I got sleepy so i pulled over."
He raised a brow "Where you goin' kid?"
"Im headed to Denver sir, to see my family"
The cop smiled a bit "Thats a nice cat you got there Miss,"
"Thanks, his name is Ozzy. Like Ozzy Osbourne"
The cop nodded "Nice name," he paused "Im aslo sorry to bug you but can I see your license kid"
Her heart dropped, license? Yeah she was absolutely and utterly done for. "U-Uhm sure, sir." She grabbed her wallet and grabbed her license. She looked it over and sighed out of relief, the name was faded along with some other information including her signature due to the printer they used. "Here you go.."
The cop looked it over, "there's some things missing"
"Oh yeah the printer they used was horrible and the pen i used for my signature came right off"
"Okay well i need your name, date of birth, and place of birth."
"My name is Angel Gonzales" lie number one, "I was born on October 19th 1965" (half) lie number 2, "in Tulsa, Oklahoma" hey thats surprisingly the truth-
The cop nodded and gave her license back, "Alright youre good to go, have a good night miss" he walked back to his car and drove off
"Dumb son of a bitch" she laughed and laid back down to get some more rest.
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She woke up at about 6 o'clock in the morning, the clouds were dark as hell and it was cold as fuck. She looked to her cat who was still sleeping and lightly stroked his fur.
She looked at herself in the rear view mirror, fixing her hair and wiping the mascara under her bottom lashes. She grabbed the keys and turned on the truck which took a bit of effort. The truck jerked forward a bit and took a while to warm up.
Once the truck finally didn't feel like being trapped in 10 feet of snow she kept driving. It was gonna take about 9 hours but it would be worth it right? She had already been driving for about 3 hours before she went to sleep. So it would probably take about 6 more hours so she would get there at about 12:30 depending on traffic or what not.
She had no direction but she still had an idea of where it was since her and her mom had been there before together.
The drive was painstakingly long. She almost got lost about 11 times which delayed the drive by about 30 more minutes but nonetheless she arrived in a small suburb in North Denver. It was pretty nice, little kids running around and riding bikes, teens walking to who knows where and the occasional minimum wage store employee taking a smoke break.
Relief washed over her body like a warm hug the more she drove around. She felt relaxed, as if there had been a weight taken off her chest. But she still felt a bit uneasy. She quickly realized she hadn't eaten this entire time even though she bought snacks but they were probably stale and cold since they had been left open over night.
She stopped at a convenience store, Grab n' Go, How charming. She got out of the truck, and it was freezing, she only had this brown bomber jacket in the passenger seat, that'll do. She walked into the store and was hit with the smell of coffee and cleaning solution, what a scent. She didn't want coffee, she just wanted an ice cold coke. She grabbed a one and a bag of sunflower seeds then headed to the register. Thats when she was met with the sight of a boy who looked about the same age as her, a bit taller, he looked fed up but she opened her trap anyway.
"Good morning," her words were hesitant and shaky but welcoming at the same time
"Morning" he answered back
"Beautiful out isnt it?" She spoke again
"Guess so" he said tiredly "1.50"
She took out 2 bucks and handed it to him
He gave her her change and passed her things back
"Thank you...?" She paused as she attempted to read his name tag "Finney! Thank you Finney, thats a nice name, my name's angel, dont know why you need to know that but i just thought that you should know! have a great rest of your day!" She smiled at him sweetly and walked out
She may be a murderer but she still had basic human decency.
Finney looked a bit confused by the interaction but laughed a bit at her awkwardness. Even if the interaction was quick it was still kinda weird.
One of Finneys Co-workers noticed the interaction and walked up to him "Hey finn who's that"
Finney looked at him "Apperently her name is Angel"
"You like her finn?" The dark haired boy asked
"Dont be an idiot Robin I dont even know the girl" Finney scoffed
"If you dont want her I'll take her finn. She's a pretty one," Robin smirked playfully
"Shut up man," Finney laughed
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As she sat back in her truck and looked at her purchases she sighed, it wasn't even real food but whatever. She drove off and didn't really know what to do. Should she start looking for jobs? Probably. It was gonna be a while before impending doom came to bite her in the ass. She couldn't just be homeless.
Before she did anything she needed to call her friend. He made fake I.D's and such and she was in desperate need of one. she parked her truck in the parking lot of a grocery store before kissing Ozzy and telling him she'd be right back.
She hopped out of the truck took the keys and locked it. She started to look for the payphone and when she found it she took out her change, put in 10 quarters and 1 dime and dialed her friends number.
"Hello?" A grainy voice picked up after five seconds.
"Hey Manny, its me Y/N, I need a big- no, HUGE favor man,"
"Oh shit! hey man! whats up, what do you need?" The male responded
"You still make fake I.D's?" She questioned
"You know it," he replied
"Great im gonna need one" she sighed
"Alright...where are you.? Where'd you go? I tried calling you but your mom said you left. Also im sorry about your dad.." he said slightly hurt
She paused "I-...Im in Denver..I had to leave. But I cant tell you why... just meet me here whenever you can but be here as soon as possible...please.?"
He sighed "Alright man, I'm gonna head out today, I dont got anything else to do. But call me tomorrow so you can tell me where to meet you so we can discuss the information. As soon as I get it I'll l go home and start working on it. I'll let you know all the other details when I get there."
"Okay, thank you, I appreciate it, be safe manny I'll talk to you tomorrow" she leaned against the payphone as she got ready to hang up
"You too. But before you hang up," he paused "Please atleast tell me- promise me...you didn't do anything stupid.."
She sighed "I'll talk to you tomorrow"
"Wait Y/N-!" He was cut off by Y/N putting the phone back on the reciever.
She took her weight off of the phone box and headed back to the truck. The door made a creaking noise as she opened it after she unlocked it. Her cat was still laying there, he looked kinda hungry so she looked for the place she had a little bag full of cat food and a little metal bowl. She took Ozzy with her often in her dads truck before everything so she kept food just incase he got hungry.
She found it under the middle seat and opened the bag, pouring some food into the bowl and putting on the passenger seat for him. She buckled and started the truck, driving to an empty part where she could just park and chill for a while.
Y/N parked and rested her head against the steering wheel, tilting her head to look at the time, 3:26 PM. She groaned and buried her face in her hands, leaning back against the seat. She dropped her hands and turned to Ozzy who seemed unconcerned by the whole situation.
"The things I do Ozzy...the things I fucking do" she sighed "Just gotta wait until tomorrow, then things will be a lot smoother from here" she laid on her stomach and stroked Ozzy as he ate. "I promise things will get better...I promise."
I have a lot of REALLY good ideas for fics but I canr write them until I post the first chapter to my Finney blake fic so my brain is gonna have to be a little patient🥹
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CH.1 IS COMING REAL SOON! SUMMER IS HERE AND THAT MEANS I DONT GOT SHIT 2 DO. So expect ch.1 pretty soon. The first few chapters are gonna be pretty short but as the story progresses the chapters will definitely get longer! Im also gonna try to post one-shots in between chapters about other people so if you wanna request someone yu can!
(Edit at 11:14 im genuinely going to spend the rest of this week writing for my papi's bc i love you)
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(Appearence wise reader is basically you or your oc or wtv you want her to be but there are mentions of appearance and hints of Mexican heritage but you can ignore that if yu want)
