IM BACKK!! Not much to say bro, so I'll get into it!
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Y/n's pov.

The drive home was quiet.. very quiet..

WELL OF COURSE, THE DUDE COULD BE FUCKING DEAD?!

The thing i noticed when I picked the bomb head guy up was that his skin was awfully cold to the touch, and almost icy. Gotta remember to get this man extra blankets when I get home..

Once we arrived, I had to think of how to get him out without causing more harm to him than was already done.

"Hmm.. lets try.. this!" I started by pulling him by his legs, making them rest outside as I pulled him up by his arms.

I almost made him hit his head on the roof of the car.. HIS FAULT FOR BEING SO DAMN TALL.

When I got him in a good position, I picked him up, straining a little.

"oh god...." I wheezed out as I carried him to the door of my house. I had to open the door with my mouth which definitely wasn't a good idea, but at least I didn't have to drop this guy.

I began rushing over to the couch to set him down on a soft, comfortable place.

"Phew.. Y-you seemed much heavier than.. before.." I huffed out, staring at him for a few seconds. He looked to be 18-20 years old and maybe around 7 ft tall? I could be wrong.

After a few more seconds of awkward staring, I remembered..

"OH SHIT I LEFT EVERYTHING ELSE IN THE CAR!!" I said and stumbled back out the door, leaving it wide open.

Whitty's pov.

I felt trapped inside my mind.

It was dark again.

Did I explode..?

Did I not regenerate?

Hey.. the ground below me feels.. different.  This isn't concrete is it?

Where am I?

Why can't I open my-

"OH SHIT I LEFT EVERYTHING ELSE IN THE CAR!!" I heard a voice say. Suddenly, my eyes snapped open.

What the fuck.

I began examining my new surroundings from where I lay. A strange place, but had a "home-ish" feel. I looked down at what I was laying on. Some strange couch with an absurd amount of cushion.

But how and why am I here?

.....

DID THEY KIDNAP M-

I turned to face an unfamiliar face.

Y/n's pov.

I was back from my car, bag in hand. I wasn't expecting to see them up so soon?

"Yo! My names y-" "WHO ARE YOU?? WHY AM I HERE??" He yelled at me in his electrical voice. It sounded aggressive and a bit scary, like an electric guitar.

"As I was saying.. My name is Y/n! I found you in an alley way not too long ago. I'm not a cruel person, I wasn't just gonna leave you there.. It wouldn't be cool of me to let you, whitty, get killed!" I explained to him what happened.

"In an.. alley?" He raised a 'brow' at that.
"Yeah, an alley! Don't you remember or something?" I tilted my head. Geez.. this dude must've got messed up.

"I don't remember clearly, no.." He said with an extremely focused look on his face as if he was trying to remember.

Suddenly, his eyes went wide.

"I think I remember something.. but barely. I'm not sure" He looked away.
"Care to explain?" I kneel in front of the couch.

"Guess I can.." He looked down at his lap to avoid eye contact.

"I remember a gang, their leader, trying to run, and.. updyke.." Whitty cringed at the name.

(Flash back in whitty's pov)

I glared updyke down. He clearly couldn't catch me on his own or without his crewmembers, so he hired a small gang. The Cherry Bombs. (DOES NOT APPLY TO WHITTY'S TRUE STORY. SIMPLY FANMADE! I MAY GIVE A PICTURE OF THEM)

"Get him. I want him alive, got it?" Updyke said to the gang's leader. They had a wide grin on their face as they nodded. They were being paid to do this..

I knew I could just run but strangely.. I was scared to. I knew damn well I couldn't keep running and hiding from my problems, even if my problems could kill me. My legs wouldn't move..

Why am I scared now? They're like every other group he's sent after me, were they not???

All of a sudden, I get punched and the world went dark.

(Explanation. Whitty exploded from the impact of the punch.)

I was blindly running away now as my head began regenerating. Didn't know where to.. didn't know why. I soon stumbled into an alley way and passed out on the floor.

(End of flash back)

Y/n's pov.

"Wow..." I looked at him sadly.

"So you pussied out on a battle with a gang?" I suddenly gave him a smug look.
"What? I didn't pussy ou- ITS A WHOLE GANG." His face flushed red as his bright orange eyes stared into my soul angrily. I could feel the heat radiating off of him.
"Well thats what it seemed like. A gang vs a huge ass bomb man who could totally rip them to shreds?? Sounds like you pussied out buddy" I shrugged.

"You don't understand!!" He held onto his head. "Those people.. They wanna DESTROY me!!" He gritted his teeth. I could've swore i saw his fuse smoking a bit.
"Yeah yeah whatever.. We deal with this later" I rolled my eyes.
"Do you live anywhere? Have a home?"
I questioned. "If so I can drive you there in the morning"

"...." He seemed speechless from the subject change.
"Uh- well.. no I don't. Im literally on the run.." He mumbled, calming down a little.
"Ahh.. Well stay here for a while! Better than getting kidnapped right??" I grinned at him.

"Isn't that what you did to me?" he pointed out. My grin dropped.
"Well.. Technically yes.. BUT with good intentions!" I gave a nervous smile. "If I left you were you were and you didn't wake up, that cherry gang thingy could've found you, right?" I shrugged.

"I guess you're right.. but I really didn't-" "Be quiet and eat up" I threw the bag of food at him to where it landed in his lap. He probably needed it way more than I did. Plus it was the only way to get him to be quiet..

He stares down at the bag curiously before consuming the whole thing, bag and all.
"Wh-... ok.. must've been hungry.." I mumbled and made my way to the bathroom. "I'll be in the shower! DONT destroy anything." I shout from the other room.

Whitty's pov.

'Must've been hungry? Shiit.. im always hungry..' I thought to myself as I leaned on the back of the couch. I didn't fully understand why this person was being nice to me though?

Was it cause they feel bad for me? Am I even truly deserving of this stuff they provide me?

I won't stay for long. Just until I can regain my strength.

Then I'll get out of their life and get back on the run..

Lets just pray that updyke doesn't find me here.

Part 1! Part 2 will most likely be out tomorrow. I've been up for like.. 2 DAYS STRAIGHT, and ill get more into whitty's  angry/shy/quiet personality in that. Lets just say.. HE'S IN A TIRED AND CONFUSED STATE