RK800//Connor x Reader

F O R T Y O N E

Hank adverted his eyes from you and sighed, a frown covering his face,

"Y/n--" he opened his mouth to speak but nothing left

"What? What happened?" you looked up at him; worry spreading across your face

He hung his head with a deep saddened sigh. You didn't need to hear anything else, which was good for his sake because...he couldn't tell you directly. It wasn't just some sick,cruel nightmare. It hurt all too much. You looked down at the covers over your lap, and your chest hurt more than ever. You choked out a sob that you so desperately wanted to hold back, your body shook in despair and Hank reached out to hold you but you quickly turned your body away. He nodded in understanding,

"It's okay...It's going to be okay..."

"How could you say that?! It's not going to be okay..! I'm not going to be okay!" your sadness was replaced by anger;you couldn't handle your emotions with everything happening at once. Everything was falling apart.

"It is. It's hard but--"

"Fuck you, Hank. Where the fuck were you?! He would've made it if you didn't drag your ass!"

Hank's eyes widened as you accused him,

"I-I'm sorry--I.." you could see the tears in his eyes as he looked away from you

"H-Hank, I didn't mean that! I didn't! It's not your fault,y-you lost someone too! It's not your fault I'm just--" you began to cry again, too overwhelmed to handle anything at this point

"I know, kiddo...I know." he sat on the edge of your bed and opened his arms for you, you basically threw yourself into them. He held you tightly as you cried on his shoulder. You were a mess; even more than you had been before.

"I'm sorry, Hank. I shouldn't have said that, it's awful.." you spoke through broken sobs

"I understand. When....I lost my first son...I blamed alot of people, especially androids. You're just grieving.."

You opened your mind to speak before the door opened and in rushed Gavin, he looked at you and you could see it was the first thing he noticed once Hank moved away from you. You furrowed your eyebrows and Hank announced that he'd go outside to give you both privacy. Of course you thanked him and watched as Gavin's eyes stayed on the bandaged stump. Looking at the lack of your arm. His eyes were wide,

"Please. Stop staring at it..." you begged quietly as you couldn't even look at him

His eyes quickly moved to your face,

"I-I'm sorry...I'm so sorry." he blurted out

"So am I...I-I can't, Gavin. I can't do this."

he watched you fall apart, he moved toward you and you sobbed harder again once he grabbed your hand. He held tightly onto it;

quietly shushing you.

"I'm so sick of this. I can't do it, Gavin. I can't do it." you cried

"You can, Y/n. He'd want you to, you know that. You're strong--"

"I'm not! I'm not at all...god, I'm so pathetic." you choked out

"Hey..stop it. You are going to be okay, we'll figure this out." his hand found it's way to the back of your head; he gently brought your head onto his shoulder. He felt your body shake as you cried, he frowned as he watched you crumble more than he had ever seen.

"I want to go home, I can't go back with Hank.."

"Then stay with me.. I don't want you alone...not after--" he sighed

"No," you quickly lifted your head to look at him, "I want to go home. I want to be alone."

"I don't think that'll be very good--"

"I-I'm not...I'm not doing that I just..." you wiped your face

He nodded in understanding, seeing how badly you wanted it. His hands moved away from you,

"You should rest. You're gonna have to take a leave for quite some time."

"I know..." you sighed and let yourself fall back against your pillow.

"I'll be right here when you wake up. I promise." he softly reassured

"O-Okay...." you hesitantly closed your eyes, already exhausted from the medication you were given after surgery, you

weren't at all sure what was coming next. Nor did you have a clue of what you'd possibly do once this all really sunk in.