Title: Against the rules
Chapter 12: French Baguettes
AN: I am so glad you guys like what's going on, it really motivates me to give you more content. there will be a pharmacy part in the future and when you review, tell me if you use the Fanfiction app on your device because if you do I can message you and we can have lengthy conversations on how widow will deal with tracers throbbing desires.
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Tracer's POV
I woke to the erratic knocks on my front door. Who could possibly want me at this time? I checked the time to see it's actually 12pm. Shit I slept in quite a bit.
"Alright! Alright! I'm coming!" I yelled as I got up still holding the top in my hands. What if Amélie is behind that door? I hurried to it and unlocked the large steel lock, I pulled it open to only be disappointed.
"Jeez Lena, I know you didn't expect me but don't be so disappointed." Hana Song was stood outside of my door with a pair of gray and pink cotton gym pants on and her usual gaming suit underneath it with a bag over her shoulder.
"Sorry. I guess I was just expecting someone else." I say as I open the door wider for her to come in.
"Where's Lucio? You usually hang with him most of the time." I ask as I shut the door behind her as she puts her bag next to the couch and takes a seat on it.
"With his new boyfriend probably, hasn't shut up about him and he never spends time with me anymore." She crosses her arms and pouts like a child.
I take a seat next to her and laugh, someone is getting jealous from the lack of attention.
"Do you want to play games and eat junk food all day?" She asks changing the subject.
"Is there any other way to spend a day with you?" I ask sarcastically, placing a hand on my heart to emphasise my love for the days we spend together.
"No but you need to take a shower first. You look like you need one." She says poking at my bed head. I roll my eyes and get up picking up all of widows bags and takes them into my bedroom.
"Make sure to wear junk food eating clothes!" I hear her yell as she starts to set up the gaming station. I love our days together.
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After a thorough wash, I get out of the shower and look down at my naked body. The urge to pleasure myself driving me crazy. Amélie kind of left me in a bad moment the last time we had time alone.
But Hana was here. I didn't want to traumatise her too early. I grab a towel and use the soft material to dry off my sensitive skin. When I got to between my legs my hips bucked against the material, wanting some form of relief from this torture.
No. I'll wait. I tell myself as I pull on a sports bra and some boyshorts. What will I wait for? I'm extremely sexually tense. I could just do a quickie and get over it.
No. I don't want to do it. I want Amélie to do it. She started this, so she's going to finish it.
I pull on one of her blue tops that hug my breasts slightly but is baggy everywhere else due to her height. And a pair of her back gym pants, it being a little too long. And when I say a little, I mean a lot.
Damn she has long legs. My long legs.
Before my body starts demanding for my fingers to pleasure me I walk out of the bathroom and into my bedroom grabbing a pillow before running into the living room and jumping on the couch.
"It's about time slow coach!" She yells and I pick up my controller and start playing a game that I'm familiar with but Hana is not, seen as though she is a gaming champion.
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During our first break I decide to order pizza, luckily Hana brought the doritos and mountain dew and any other junk we may need with her in the bag she came with so I didn't need to go to the shop.
After I got off the phone with the guy I heard a gasp before Hana yelled "What is that?!" Before she turned my head to the side so she could examine my neck.
I wonder what she could have found when I remember the love bite Amélie gave me, I try to pull away but Hana being stronger than she looks holds me in place.
"Who did you get in bed last night?" She asked as she finally let me go before continuing. "Because that looks like she wants to stay around. It's the toughest one I've ever seen on you."
I quickly cover my neck and my face turns beet red in seconds.
"It wasn't last night it was yesterday morning." I whisper like people could hear us. "But nothing happened."
"How could nothing happen? Did you not like how rough she was?" Hana asks making me turn even redder.
"No I like how rough she was." Why did I say that!? Fuck, cover it up! "M-Mercy came over and stopped us." I quickly said, stuttering slightly.
"Where is she now then? Don't say Mercy scared her off, she wouldn't do that so someone you like unless…" her cogs were turning in her head as she was trying to figure out the whole situation.
"Mercy doesn't like her. When Mercy left I tried to convince her she wasn't all bad." I finished it for her, so she doesn't make come crazy idea because up.
"Why wouldn't Angela like her?" Hana asked but before I could answer I heard the balcony door open and two sets of footsteps walk in.
We both look at each other and duck behind a counter so the intruders don't see us. I see Hana reach for the closest weapon she could which was a small baguette.
I frown and look at her like I was saying 'what the fuck is that supposed to do?!' she shrugged and slowly got to her feet. She pointed to herself and to the direction of the intruders and to me and my weapons and chronal accelerator.
Right, she'll distract them and I'll go get my weapons.
I saw her fingers slowly count down.
Three.
Two.
"She can't have left, her harness is here." I hear a familiar French purr and freeze, she's here. And here for me.
"One!" I hear Hana shout before throwing herself out of the side of the counter, I couldn't stop her in time from launching the baguette at the blue French lady, I peak over the kitchen side just in time to see it comically hit her face and bounce to the floor as she has the look of 'really?' on her face.
I couldn't help it. I start laughing.
I sink back to the ground almost crying as I remember the face that Amélie made.
Everyone just stared at me as I was sat on the floor in fits of laughter.
"I feel like I'm missing something." A unfamiliar Hispanic accent was heard from behind Amélie but I couldn't care less. I can't believe she's here.
"I think we all are." Hana says moving next to the two woman.
"Y-your… f-face…" I manage out as I lay on the floor small tears coming to the corners of my eyes as my laugh has reduced to a chuckle.
"Ma chérie… it wasn't that funny." I heard Amélie sigh.
"It kinda was." The Hispanic commented.
"Okay! This gay idiot is getting us nowhere. What are you doing here and how do you know Lena." Hana said loudly getting the attention of everyone but me. Still smiling at Amélie's face.
"I'd like to comment that we're all gay here." The Hispanic commented again, I guess Amélie brought her to point out the obvious, wait, what?
I sit up abruptly and look at Hana in disbelief.
"Your gay and you never told me?!" I yell at her, her face turning bright red.
"That's irrelevant at this moment, I'm that 'gay idiot''s girlfriend. Did you throw a baguette at me because I'm French?" The blue woman says making my heart leap as her hands are on her hips and her foot taps the ground impatiently.
"No I didn't- wait… you're her mystery girl?!" Hana shouted as she stares at Amélie.
Before anyone could say anything else I shot up and threw myself at the blue woman, knocking us backwards and onto the couch. She's here, actually here. And she called me her girlfriend.
I hear her wince and hop right off her, she should have took that without me hurting her surely.
But the small blotch of red on her shirt told me exactly why she couldn't take it.
"Fucking hell Amélie. I'm sorry love." I say quickly as I pull up her shirt to see a mostly red bandage. "Can you pass me a first aid kit?" I say to no particular person as I pull it off of her blue skin that was tinted red from the amount of blood.
"I told you not to call me that Tracer." I hear her whisper to me so the others can't hear.
"And I told you to call me Lena. I'll call you the name that belongs to you and that is Amélie." I whisper back sturn as Hana brings me the first aid kit, opening it before putting it on the coffee table in my reach.
"I'll need to move her to my bedroom." I say to the other two in the room and I see Hana smirk.
"Now now Lena, you can't have sex with an injured woman." I heard her remark making Sombra put her hand to her mouth to stop me from hearing her giggle.
I give her a small bird as I go to the boot clad feet of the blue woman, Sombra helps me by picking her upper body up, being the tallest out of all of the movable.
"You imbéciles. I'm not immobilised!" Amélie growled at us but we didn't stop as we walked her into the bedroom with Hana moving close behind with the first aid box.
We put her on the bed and I take the first aid box off of Hana.
"You two. Leave. I can't concentrate with you hovering over me." I say sharply to them and they hurry out, shutting the door behind them.
I slowly lift the spoiled blue shirt over her head and toss it aside so I can get a better look at the injury. A bullet to the side. I go to poke around for the bullet.
"It's out ma chérie. I just moved too soon after being patched up that's all. No organs was hit." She says more relaxed then strained. She's been through this pain before.
"How, by the Queen's tits, did you get shot?" I growl as I grab the disinfectant about to apply a little.
"Killed a bad guy and his gang for a shit ton of money and gave some to a homeless lass that wanted to be with a girl." She says simply. I poured more than necessary on the wound so she felt a harsher sting.
Her body lurched forward in pain as she growls.
"Why did you kill? You know I don't like you killing people Amélie." I say to her, my tone firm and dangerous as I look down at her my brows furrowed in anger.
"Because I needed to. It's- I have been programmed to want to kill. I get urges and I just needed to suppress them." She whispered slightly so the others couldn't hear what we was saying.
"So you killed an innocent man?" I asked back in the same hushed tone as I start mopping up some blood. But what surprised me was the humourless laugh that came from her.
"He was many things Tracer, but innocent wasn't one of them." She says frowning in slight anger. "He kidnapped children and adults, raped them, then killed them. No one could kill him because of his gang that was around him. Trust me Tracer, I did a lot of people a favor today."
I didn't know what to say. I completely disagree with her killing but this man was horrible. And he did deserve death for what he has done.
I bite my lip as I grab some filler foam and insert some into the wound and let it froth up and fill out the wound so it will heal quicker.
"He kidnapped a homeless girl when I got there and was about to rape her. I got involved and killed him and the rest of his gang that wanted to kill me and I spoke to the girl. She was in love with another girl that goes to medical school from my guess but her parents don't want them to be together because of her being homeless and uneducated so I gave her enough money for a university degree and a house. Hopefully I made her happy."
I was shocked to say the least. She is more selfless than I thought. Can I really be angry at her? I carried on with the wound, wrapping it up and making sure there's enough pressure on it.
"Tracer. Please forgive me for killing." She begged, her eyes looking up at me as I get the covers from under her. Her bottom lip sticks out slightly.
"If you call me Lena then I will. But if you carry on using my formal battle name I'll start treating you like Tracer should." I say as I slowly cover Amélie up, being careful not to touch her side.
"I don't have the right to call you your proper name. I hurt you continuously." She laughs bitterly, "hell, I don't have the right to be here or be your girlfriend."
"We need to talk about yesterday but that doesn't mean I want you to stop being in my life." I slip in bed next to her and rest my head on her strong shoulder. "I don't want anything else but you. And besides, you made me really sexually frustrated and you need to deal with that when you can move better."
"Who says I can't deal with it now?" She whispers as she starts to shift slightly.
"Me. Now stop or I'll get out of the bed." I threaten poking my finger into her stomach.
I hear a slight groan as she moves back to hold me.
"Good girl." I whisper to her.
"Lena you're such a prick."