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Darkness

Bane x OC

Part 1

Part 2

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On this evening, I sat at the bar with John. He ran the common serious talk. “Come on, you hate living alone. You complain about it all the time.” I run my fingers down the stem of my wine glass. “That’s not the point, John.” He slumps in his seat. “You keep me stringing along. It’s been 9 years, Lily. I think we’re serious enough.” I get out cash, closing the tab. I stand out of the bar stool gathering my belongings. “I’m not ready to be a wife yet, John.” He sighs in defeat. “It’s always the same answer.” I kiss his cheek after I finish putting my jacket on. “Well, stop having the conversation if you don’t like the outcome. Things are great just the way they are. I don’t want to mess it up.”

John doesn’t hide the smitten smile on his lips. “I’ll see you tomorrow, (y/n).” I wave my fingers at him as I exit the door. “Bye, John.” I liked John. I did. I was pretty sure I loved him. He was sweet and very concerned about my well-being. I should marry him. He was stable and a positive influence in my life. However, I can’t bring myself to say yes to him. I craved more than this life. I wanted pure passion, true love, and a fire in my chest. It was silly to dream of such things in a world like this, living in a place like Gotham City, but oh did I dream.

It had been long enough now that the majority of the city had forgone my past. That or they just have bigger fish to be worried about.

•

The night sky of Gotham was calm. I still hadn’t gotten used to the quietness of the city. It was on the way to becoming clean.

As I near my vehicle, an ominous chill raked its way up my spine. The shuffling of feet brought my attention to the alleyway. I furrow my brow. “Hey.” A man shouts from the dark. I ignore him and continue to fumble with my keys. “I’m talking to you.” As I said, the city was on its way. As I go to open my door, the man shuts it, moving in front of me. “I know you.” I shake my head, trying to move around him. “I don’t think so.” He grabs my upper arms and pushes me down onto the hood of the car. He places a knife on my neck. “You’re that rich bitch. Bashed her daddy’s brains in.” I struggle in his grip. “I’m going to have some fun with you.” He tosses my keys away and rips my shirt revealing my bra.

He is suddenly ripped away from my body with an unnatural force. His body lay on the street, neck snapped. I stand on the pavement in shock, fumbling with the torn pieces of my blouse. Deep breathing sounds from the dark. I turn around and see nothing. I bend down, retrieving my keys with hast. “This fucking City.”

Turning around I knock into a large being. As I fall, a large hand wraps around my waist preventing me from taking a tumble. I struggle to see the face of my protector. However, the hold this stranger has upon my waist feels warm.

I look up at his daring orbs. He stares into mine, staring into my soul. I feel myself fall into the black of his eyes. This man stared at me like an animal staring at its prey, and I was willingly allowing him to. I couldn’t deny him. His strength showed in the bulk of his muscles. What caught my interest was the contraption strapped upon his face. However, he was intimidating and dangerous. I couldn’t help myself from studying this man. His eyes showed curiosity. I placed my hand on his cheek, drawn to his frame. He removed my hand as if I burned him. “Is it you?” His voice came as another shock. “Me?” He retreats his hand from my body. The warmth was gone, leaving my body in disarray. He backs away into the shadows, and against my better judgment I take a step forward, but he is gone. Did he know me? It felt like he did.

I couldn’t stop thinking about him, about his hand wrapped around my waist. I lay in the large bed. The late hours of the night creeping up. I lay there, the sheets feeling cold for the first time. It’s like I’ve been in a coma and I’m finally waking up. Every sensation heightened in my body. Who was he? Why did he have this effect on me? Like a cord, I could feel myself being pulled to an unknown destination. That night I constantly tossed and turned, tangling the sheets. Unresting, the only thing my mind could achieve was thoughts of the masked man.

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Darkness

Bane x OC

Part 1 enjoy

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(Y/n) had known Bruce Wayne since the day she was born. Her parents held her close in the pink baby blanket as Martha Wayne and her son Bruce strolled into the large hospital room. Martha had a large pink bag in her hands while Bruce hung onto the bundle of balloons tightly. "There she is, Bruce!" Martha Wayne beams at the newborn in her friend's arms. "She's so small," Bruce says as he stands on his tiptoes to see Lily. "May I hold her?" Bruce's eyes grew as he stared at the newborn. He smiles at her in his arms. His heart grew in size to make room for this new life. "If I can't have a sister, then I'm claiming you." The adults laughed at the 3-year-old. Bruce rang true to his word. The two of them are inseparable. At one particular gathering, Bruce was holding the child’s finger, as she took large steps, only learning to walk a month ago. "Careful, (y/n)." He warns as the two children maneuver through the crowd. Martha beams as she watches her son be so caring for the toddler. "He's a better nanny than the one we have."

Year after year (y/n) grew and Bruce was there every step of the way. He was at every dance recital, school play, and spelling bee, he even promised to be her escort to her formal.

(Y/n) parents had such an impression on the city of Gotham. For a while, it held. Her parents were really in love and he was a great father. There are several memories where (y/n) can recall where her father had been caring. However, it seems things always turn rotten in the city of Gotham.

Lily Richards noticed a shift in their family dynamics when she came home from school one day. The young lady waltzed into the kitchen only to stop in her tracks. Frozen in fear. "You say one more thing and I'll-" her father seethed at her mother, holding her by the hair. He had only stopped when their daughter appeared. If the empty bottles of whiskey weren't enough of a clue, his breath was a dead giveaway. He had made drinking a habit and it had now taken a toll on the once proud man. "Mom?" (Y/n) stared into her mother's eyes, tears threatening to spill. "Go to your fucking room." Her father demanded, slurring his words. Her mother nodded quickly. Lily ran up to her room and locked the door. She was terrified. All she could hear was her father's screaming insults and lies. Glass crashed on the floor and her mothers wept loudly.

(Y/n) prayed every time it occurred that it would be the last time, but it never was. Her father kept drinking and abusing her mother. For years her mother had to endure the pain. Nothing in the world made (y/n) more angry than her father. Just the sight of the man would make her bones shake with fury. Her mother deserved better.

On the night of her 21st birthday, Bruce was kind enough to host a party for her. "All smiles! It's the Princess's birthday!" Bruce yells as (y/n) blows out the candles on the large cake. It was a wonderful, lavish party. "Only the best for (y/n)," Bruce said time and time again.

"You didn't need to do this, Bruce. You know I would've been happy with a cupcake at midnight." "oh I know, but this is 21. I had to do something big. Plus I had to give you one big memory before I leave." (Y/n) furrows her brow at her friend. "Leave? Where are you going?" Bruce stays silent for a moment. She had known his internal battle. He struggled with Gotham. When his parents were murdered, she was the one who was able to make him smile. Only a mere 5 years old but (y/n) was able to comfort Bruce.

"You know I have to go." "I thought you were joking about this whole thing. Bruce, you can't leave." He shakes his head, "I made my decision, (y/n). I have to. I have to find some type of assurance." (Y/n) wrapped her arms around him, her oldest friend. "Promise me you'll be careful." Bruce hums with a smile. "You know better than that."

Alfred drives (y/n) home that night. "Say hello to your parents for me, Miss (y/n), and a very happy birthday." Before (y/n) closes the door she smiles at Alfred lovingly. He had always been such a caring person. "Thank you, Alfred." (Y/n) opens the door to the large mansion. Stepping a foot inside the parlor, she could smell the blood. "You... fucking... bitch... I know... YOU TOOK THEM!" Her father slams his fist down upon his wife's face. Her unmoving body lay on the ground under him. (Y/n) felt the familiar rage consume her. She ran over to her father, pushing him off of her mother. "Oh my god." (Y/n) covered her mouth, tears streaming down her face. "What did you do?" Her mother's face was beaten to oblivion. She lay on the floor completely unrecognizable. "She took them. I know she fucking did." She looked at her father. His eyes were wide and bloodshot and his mouth was drooling. He was clearly on another drug binge. He points his finger at his daughter, his limbs shaking. "You." He starts to crawl towards her. "You took them. DIDN'T YOU?"

(Y/n) was shaking in fear. Her father had just beaten her mother to death, and now he was after her. "What? No, I don't know what-" he pounced at her, dragging her ankles towards him. "WHERE'D YOU PUT THEM?" He sneered at her with rage. (Y/n) was crying, and screaming. Surely the neighbors could hear. Her father slapped her across the face once, and then again, he started pounding on her, just like he did to her mother moments ago. In a moment of freedom, (y/n) was able to grasp an object. One of the many on the floor. A large glass award her father had been bestowed upon. The most respected man of the year. Oh, the irony.

She whacked him on the side of the head causing him to roll off of her. She got to her knees and brought the heavy glass award down upon his head again. She couldn't stop. Screaming as she brought it down again, his head now mush, much like her mother's face.

Something in her broke. The final bit of innocence she had was separated from her soul as she saved herself. Darkness was taking over her heart, mind, and soul.

"GCPD! Stop right now!" (Y/n) turned around. The blinding light being shined in her eyes brought her back. Her arms dropped to her sides. Everything was in slow motion, two officers charged at her, pulling her arms behind her back and into cuffs. They hauled her into the GCPD. She was a sight for sure. Her face was wet with tears, streaks of makeup down her cheeks, her hands coated in the blood of her father, and surprisingly a soft grin on her face.

(Y/n) (L/n) was the talk of Gotham. The trail ran on for months. Lawyers fought for (y/n), Alfred Pennyworth even taking the stand to defend Lily's character. He claimed Bruce Wayne would do the same if he were here. However, with the impact her father had in the city, and the caring friendships her mother shared, (y/n) didn't stand a chance. She was viewed as the villain.

(Y/n) was sentenced for her mother and father's murder. Gotham claimed she was pure evil. Locking her up in the woman's correctional facility. There she remained for 7 years. Until her good friend came back to town.

"(Y/n)! Get your shit! You're going home." She sat up quickly, almost not believing what she heard. "Well, looks like it's your lucky day." Her cellmate, Selina Kyle hummed from the top bunk. "Stay out of trouble, Selina." Selina winked as the bars closed between the two.

The large gate opens revealing none other than Bruce Wayne. "What are you doing here?" She runs into his outstretched arms. "Well, when I found out you were in prison I figured I'd sign off on some things. You're on house arrest by the way. Only six months." Bruce dangles the ankle bracelet in front of her. "You don't... believe it?" Bruce opened her car door. "Not a word of it. Neither does Alfred. He knew what your father was like behind closed doors, (y/n). It's time for you to have the life you deserve."

Even if she was accused of her parent's murders she was still the holder of all of the assets when they passed. The house, the money, it was all hers. (Y/n) was determined to get a job. Even if she didn’t need the money, she wanted to be a regular citizen of Gotham. It was difficult to even find somewhere to hire her. Any large company in the city wouldn't dare allow her on. She was the crazy rich girl who killed her parents! It was an answered prayer that a tiny coffee shop hired her no questions asked! It took time, but Gotham gossip became too large to hang onto the tale of that murderous brat, (y/n). Gotham having dealt with people like Johnathan Crane and The Joker made her small tale look insignificant.

John Blake came one morning to get a coffee. Blake had recognized (y/n). Yet he didn't shy away. He found her beautiful and her fierce personality addictive. He had always been a caring individual. He could help heal the rest of her if he tried. If she would let him.

"Me?" She looked dumbfounded when the young police officer asked her on a date. "Yeah. I was thinking 8 o'clock?" "Um, sure." She couldn't hide the smile that crept upon her face.

It was at this time her dear friend, Bruce Wayne had revealed himself as the masked hero Batman. "You're joking!" She punches his chest. "You're not him." He stays silent, only staring at her with a smirk. "Seriously?" Bruce stands, and walks to the piano, hitting three different notes before entering a hidden path behind the bookcase. "Holy smokes, Batman."

Rachel and Harvey were abducted and placed into two separate locations. Bruce wasn't able to save Rachel. That killed him. He not only felt responsible, but he lost the woman he loved. Batman took the fall for the murder of Harvey Dent. Bruce then retired and locked himself in the west wing, and hasn't spoken to (y/n) since. That was 8 years ago.

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Dutch keeping the faith strong

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Make you Mine

Eddie Munson x OCHarrington!Sister

Chapter One

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At the end of the day, the three boys stand outside waiting for Megan to pass them as she goes to meet Steve at his car. Lucas points his finger at her as she walks out of the door farthest away from them. "Shit, shit, shit! We're going to lose her!" Dustin picks up his pace, sprinting to her. "MEGAN!!" He screams as he nears Steve's car. She narrows her eyes as she watches the three boys dash toward her. Staring blankly at them she asks, "What the hell are you three doing?"

Out of breath, they attempt to share the news. "D&D... it's a... fun time." "That game you play?" Mike shakes his head. "It's not just a game." " Lucas joins in, "It's fun. You should come to play." Steve pops his head out of the car equally as confused. "What are you numbnuts doing?"

Dustin shrugs, swaying on his heels. "She would like it. I think. Plus, it'd be cool to have a girl on the team." "What about Max?" They stay silent, running out of excuses. "We just think someone older would fit better. Ya know? Little more mature." Megan stares at the boys, trying not to burst into laughter. "Okay, well, this has been great. I'm going to go." Megan gets into the car and rides off with Steve while the three stand there in defeat.

Eddie is spotted on the opposite side of the parking lot watching them, arms crossed, with narrow eyes. "Shit, you think he saw?" "I'm sure he saw!" "Maybe we can tell him it went alright." "She was so uninterested." "Still smells good."

The three slowly walk to Eddie, heads hung low. "So?" Eddie takes the silence as an answer and shakes his head. "What'd you say to her?" "We just asked if she'd want to play D&D." "And?" "She said no." Dustin raised a finger. "Uh, no she didn't." "She didn't say anything."

Eddie sighs and opens his van for the three boys. "Hop in my followers." Eddie spent the rest of the ride daydreaming about Megan Harrington. Would she even talk to me? I am Eddie the Freak as Hawkins High knows it. She's one of the popular girls, she'd never even look my way.

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I lay on my bed reading the newest addition of Glamour as Steve barges into my room. "Meg! Yellow or blue?" He holds up two shirts. "Uh..." "I have to leave in 2 minutes. ANSWER ME!" He begs as he shakes the shirts violently in his fists. "Blue. Brings out your eyes." Steve stares at the blue shirt in horror. "My eyes? I'm going on a hot date and you want me to accentuate my eyes? What about my abs?" I stare at his frame, narrowing my brows. "What abs?" Steve huffs and storms out. "You're no help!" I smirk allowing him to get ready with the sheer panic of insecurity. It's what a sister is for.

As Steve leaves the house and the quietness takes over I become bored of the magazine. I sit up on my bed, opening my bedside drawer. I frown when I only see shake of my bud and no joint papers. "Shit." I hum in defeat. I open my wallet counting the cash I have and smile when I realize I've got just enough to resupply myself.

I grab the phone dialing Rick. On the third ring, he picks up. "Hella?" "Hey, Rick. It's Megan." "Harrington. How are you doing?" "Good man. Just needed some more bud. You got any?" He sighs into the phone. "Nah, dude, I just sold my last pack to Eddie. I've got reup coming in a day if you want to wait." I lean against the wall in debate. "Not going to lie. I was really in the mood to light up." Rick chuckles, "Right on. I've got Eddie's number if you want to go through him. He's a good guy. I supply him a lot." I shrug without care. "Why not. What's the number?"

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Make you Mine

Eddie Munson X OC!HarringtonSister

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Steve pulls up in front of the school dropping Megan and Robin off. Before Megan could get out of the car and close the door, big brother Steve was quick to notice her choice in attire. "That's not appropriate." Steve narrows his eyes at his sister's shorts. Megan has a black band t-shirt on, jean shorts, and her parchment-colored converse. Megan tilts her head with a roll of her eyes. "Are you serious, Steve?" Steve reaches behind him, pulling out a large flannel. "Around your waist, young lady."

Megan snatches it from his hands, wrapping it around her before he drives off. Once out of sight, Megan rips off the flannel and stuffs it in her bag. "He's such a joke." As Megan walks through the hallway, she passes Dustin, Lucas, and Mike, sending the boys a quick wave.

Dustin leans on the locker, watching as she walks down the hall, turning to go to her homeroom. "Dude. You're staring." Mike hits his friend's shoulder. "And drooling. Gross. Steve would kill you." Dustin's eyes continue to follow Megan Harrington until she's out of sight. "She smells like a fresh strawberry."

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I take my seat in homeroom, watching for Millie to enter. Once she does she makes a B line right for the seat behind me. "Did you hear?" I tilt my head in curiosity. "About what?" She rolls her eyes pushing a flyer to me. "They're reopening auditions for cheer captain. You need to go for it." I push the flyer away with a laugh. "I'm not doing that anymore. The polyester made me itch." Millie tugs the pink paper back into her bag. "Chrissy says you'd be a shoo-in." "She always says that." Millie looks away defeated. "Just think about it. You use to be so..." "Preppy? That was when I gave a fuck about this place. Now I just want my diploma so I can get the hell out of here. Hawkins in too crowded." Millie studies my face, searching for an answer as to why the sudden change. "You use to be so happy." I shrug, "Long summer."

The images of the large monster chasing us through the mall, trying to devour us in its claws. Billy being pierced through his abdomen. Hop disappearing. I shake my head, "I just want to relax this year."

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Millie and I take the table in the very corner of the lunch room, Carly, another fellow cheerleader makes her way over. "Hello, ladies." Carly sits before taking a bite of her apple. "You two are bitches." Carly states as she picks at her lunch. With a smirk burning my lips, I place a hand on my

heart, "Hurtful. I may cry." "You two changed homerooms without me! Now I'm stuck with the whole team." Millie smiles, leaning her head on Carly's shoulder. "I'm sorry you have to suffer alone." I stand to throw my apple core away but feel a light pat on my behind. I look over my shoulder to see Jamey Lane, a basketball jock. "Lane! You want to keep your hands to yourself? Fucking creep." I shout as he walks away. He turns around with a smirk, "Come on, Meg. I know you like the attention. You were obsessed with it last year." He turns around thinking he has had the last laugh. They stop walking again when my apple core hits his varsity jacket, the apple splattering. "KEEP YOUR FUCKING HANDS TO YOURSELF!" He starts taking steps toward me, and I take some towards him. "What are you going to do? Hit me?" I taunt him, as I lunged at him Carly catches me and drags me out of the lunch room to the hall.

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"What are you going to do? Hit me?" Megan says. She tries to lunge at Jamey Lane, but Carly catches her. Dustin, Mike, and Lucas watch with wide eyes as Megan struggle against her two friends. Eddie hums in bliss. "She's so badass, dude." Mike stifles a laugh, "Dustin thinks she smells like a fresh strawberry." Eddie turns his head to stare at the freshmen. "How do you duds know Ms. Harrington?" Eddie's eyes show determination as he searches for a way in. "Steve... He... hung out with us for a while. Megan was usually around." Eddie smirks at his young disciples. "interesting. So, what I'm hearing is, you can get her to come over here." The three boys' eyes grow wide as Eddie attempts to use them for his gain.

"I-I mean, she's so busy all the time... with classes." Eddie stares them down, "Ask her to come over." suddenly they all nod, agreeing to the task of their Dungeon Master. They wouldn't dare cross him.

~

Chapter 2

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Best Buds

Fezco x Reader

Euphoria Universe x Reader

1. Your Local Drug Dealer

2. Behind the Store Blaze

3. Friends

4. McKay’s Party

5. My Girl

6. Wifey Material

7. Mr. Mouse

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(y/n) lays on the couch passed out. My hands shake as I brush her hair out of her face. "Shit, ma. Why'd you come here?" I lift her, her head falling to my chest. She nuzzles into my shirt. "So soft." I set her down on my bed. She lets a light giggle escape her lips. I kiss her head softly. "Ima come check on you, baby." She waves her hand in the air, mumbling something I couldn't comprehend. "ight, baby."

I pace in the living room. I pull out my phone calling Dylan. "Yo, man." I sigh at his answer. "Aye, Ima need some help, bro." The line is silent for a beat. "Is (Y/n) okay?" I sigh, rubbing a hand over my face. "She showed up when my guys were. She's pretty fucked up." "Who gave it to her? What'd she take?" "Fet." "You fucking kidding me, bro?" He hisses into the line. "Aye, I ain't the one who made her do it. I told her to not be here, man. You know me, I don't do that shit." Dylan sighs again, I can hear him shuffling around. "I'll be there in 20."

The second call I made was to Jule, Rue's friend. "Hello?" Her soft voice comes through. "Yo, what's up? It's Fez." "Oh, hi." "Yeah, look. I'm gonna need a little help with Rue." "Is she okay?" "Yeah, but get here asap."

Dylan arrives shortly of 20 minutes. We look at (y/n) as she lays high as fuck on the bed, unmoving. Dylan shakes his head, "Never thought I'd see her like this." "She wasn't supposed to be here, man." I sit on the end of the bed, my head in my hands. "You tell her not to come?" "Yeah." "She did anyway?" "Yeah." Dylan huffs, landing a hand on my shoulder. "Not your fault, man."

Dylan was able to stay with (y/n) as we drove Rue and Jule to her house where they could stay. She was still so fucked when we arrived, she couldn't walk in.

~

-(y/n)-

My eyes roll open, the dim lighting feeling warm on my orbs. "Hey, you good?" I look over my shoulder to see Dylan sitting on the bed. "Dyl?" He smiles at me, tears brimming his eyes. "Yeah. You good?" I look around confused, still extremely high. "Fez?" "He went to take Rue home."

Dylan places his hand around my arm. "Come on, let's go watch something." I take a step feeling wobbly. "Sure." I hum as I take my steps slowly. "Are you like... good?" Dylan asks as he trails behind, his hands free to catch me if I fall. "m'good." I plop on the couch looking around. "Where's Fezco?" I ask with a hazy smile. Dylan chuckles as he takes the seat next to mine. "He'll be back, (y/n)." Dylan rests his head on my shoulder. "You really like him, don't you?" I nod, an intense euphoric feeling overtaking my veins. "I love him."

The door opens and the two boys enter the room. "there's my guy." I draw out my words as I reach for Fez. "Hey, ma. You doin ight?" Fez kneels in front of me, his hands cupping my cheeks. "m'good." fez nods, the intense worry leaving his eyes. "No more of dat shit, ya heard?" I nod, my mind still feeling like a bowl of pink sparkly jello. "m'sorry, Fez. Just missed you." Fez leans in whispering, "missed you too, baby." The rest of the night the four of us stayed in the living room, watching movies, smoking, and waiting for my ass to finally come down from the dose.

The sun rose in the quiet streets of the small town. Fez sat on the couch, my fingertips drawing small circles over my knees. Dylan sat across from us passed out with his arms flailed above his head. I open my eyes squinting at the light peeling into the room. "Hey, shawty," Fez mumbles as he notices I have awoken. I just pout as I crawl into his lap, straddling him and wrapping my arms around his neck. "I'm sorry, Fez." He shakes his head in disagreement. "ain't your fault, baby." He plays in my hair as I cuddle into his frame. This is what shocked me to no end. Fez was so sweet. He looked like he couldn't hurt a bug, but I could see deep in his eyes the darkness. He's experienced things no other person should. He successfully pushes all the bullshit aside and shines a happy smile daily.

"Does this stuff ever stress you out?" I stare at the now empty suitcase in memory. "Sometimes. Sometimes not." I reposition myself on his lap. "You should let me help." Fez scoffs with a smile. "Baby, you cute. I can see it now, my shawty pistol-whipping bitches to get her cash." I laugh into his shoulder. Pure happiness coating my emotions. I never want to leave his side.

~

I sit next to Maddy in science about to fall asleep when my phone vibrates.

Fezzy: You goin tonight?

(Y/n): I planned on it. Are you going?

Fezzy: For sure. Great business op

(Y/n): I might just have to stop by

Fezzy: I give good discounts to my good girl

Maddy scoffs as she reads over my shoulder. "Damn, Mother Mary. Freaky much?" I blush as I turn my phone over face down. "I don't share all my secrets." Maddy glares at me, "Bitch, shut up. You tell me everything." I flip my phone over, taking a selfie of Maddy and I. "Just wait until he sees you." Maddy hums with a smile thinking of the new outfits she recently purchased for us.

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I pull the strap of the dress, admiring myself in the mirror. Maddy had purchased a short, sparkly dress for me to wear tonight at the carnival. "You realize my parents will be there?" Maddy shrugs as she brushes glitter onto my eyes. "So what? They're assholes." I stifle a light knowing the truth. "You look hot." Maddy beams as she closes the compact.

Once we arrive Maddy is quick to get on the phone with Nate as they attempt to meet up. "Ugh, he's so fucking disoriented." She growls as we walk through the crowd. "I'm going go find Fez." Maddy simply nods as she answers the phone. "Where are you? I don't see you anywhere."

I walk through the crowds of people searching everywhere for Fez or Ash. In the hundreds of people, they could be anywhere. I start trailing the sides, and on my second lap, I spot Fez standing outside a truck talking with some guys. As I approach the guys Fez is speaking with allowing their eyes to travel. All four of them now staring at me as Fez talks. "Man, I ain't gonna lie. She real bad." One of the guys scoffs as he smirks, "Looks like it."

Fez turns around seeing me standing behind him. "Hi." Fez's lips draw in a smile. "There's my girl." He slings an arm over my shoulder pulling me to him. One hand sits on my waist as the other draws thin lines on my ass. Fez runs his fingers on the edge of the dress dangerously. "Looking sexy, baby." I toss my hair over my shoulder lightly, batting my eyelashes at him. "I dressed up for you." The bystanding men mutter compliments under their breath as they move on to leave Fez and me alone. "Want to go ride something?" I ask like a gitty kid, my eyes searching each attraction. "m'sorry, ma. I got to stand around. Wait for the customers." I nod, now bobbing on my heels. I knew he had to do business, but I assumed he could've taken at least a couple of minutes off. "Ash can't handle it?" I shoot him puppy dog eyes as I sway. "You for real doing this?" Fez smirks at me as I pout my bottom lip.

Fez grabs my hand and whistles over to Ash. Ash looks up from his customer. "Ima take her around. Be back, bro." Ash waves to me with a hidden smile. The young hardass was starting to become soft when we are working on homework at night.

Fez leads us to the Ferris wheel, holding onto my hips as we stand in line. "You do look good, baby. I like showing you off." Fez bites the tip of my ear causing me to shiver. "I guess I should update my wardrobe then."

We are seated and pull the bar over our heads. Fez scoots closer, laying an arm over my bare shoulders. "Sure you wanna ride this thing?" He looks above at the carts on the top. I narrow my eyes at him, realization coming alive. "No way." "What?" Fez asks still watching the carts swing. "You're scared." Fez brings his gaze back to meet mine, aggravation held in his orbs. "The fuck you saying?" "You're scared of heights." I poke my finger into his chest. "You crazy, ma. I ain't scared." The wheel turns, and Fez moves quickly to grab ahold of me. I cackle loudly as he cradles me into him as much as he can. "Baby, stop moving." He warns as my content laughter shifts the seat. "Yo, yo, yo!"

We make it to the very top, seeing the entire view of the town. "This is some sketchy shit you got me doin," Fez mumbles as he peeks over the edge. "fuck, I ain't never been this high." I narrow my eyes at him, "Yeah, you have." "In the air, ma. Never do this shit for anyone but you, ma. You crazy." I cuddle into his side as we stare into the eventful town. "Yeah, but you love me," I say it too quickly to realize what has come out of my mouth. Fez buries his nose into my neck. "I do, shawty. You ain't wrong."

Um... WHAT?

I peel myself away from Fez looking at him with wide eyes. "You..." Fez places a hand on my face pulling me into a kiss. "Yeah, ma. I love you." I run my hands over his head, "I love you, Fez." the pure emotions wash over me as we share passionate kisses.

"Um, excuse me?" We pull away at the sudden voice. We were so distracted we didn't even know had made it around the entire wheel. "We have to let other people on." The worker spoke awkwardly. Fez stood first, grabbing my hand and leading us away. "That's one way to get through that thing." I hug his arm as we walk back to his truck. Business is booming. Enough traffic for Ash to have his hands full. "Ah, shit," Fez grumbles as he sees how packed his stand is. "You need some help?" Fez takes a second to think. He looks at the stand, then down to me, then back at the stand. He turns to me with a shrug. "Why not. Come on back."

I enter the back of the truck, behind a curtain Fez reveals a jar of weed, a scale, coke, and molly. "Damn." I gulp feeling overwhelmed. "We got it all packaged up. Just the bud needs to be weighed out when it's sold." I nod look at all the bags. "You wanna try molly?" "What does it do?" I ask holding up the small bag filled with crystal. "in short, makes you happy. Like really happy." I shrug feeling intrigued. "Maybe."

"Aye, ima get back out. call me if you need anything." I nod watching him take steps closer to the door. "Fez?" "sup?" "I love you," I speak the words in a hushed voice. His cheeks rose pink as he shakes his head, "I love you too, ma." As he closes the door Ash scoffs. I glare in his direction, "What?" "Nothin. Didn't say shit." I sit next to him as he hands out a pretzel. "But you wanna." Ash fights a smile that forms on his lips. "Just don't do stupid shit. I like having you around." "I like being around."

Maddy and Cassie walk up to the stand. "Hey, loves!" I gush, seeing my girls, both looking pissed. "Welcome to Pretzelmania. How many pretzels do you want?" Maddy looks with a grimace, "We don't eat carbs." Cassie jumps in, placing their order. "Two, please." Ash nods his head, advising me to get two pouches of molly. Ash places them in the middle of the pretzels. "Let me know how it is." I wink he them as Ash distributes the snack. "You wanna come?" Maddy raises her brow. Ash pushes a pouch into my hand with a small smile. "Get out." He pushes me to the door. "Go have fun!" I exit the door and am tackled by Maddy and Cassie. "God! You're so lucky your boyfriend isn't an ass."

The two drag me away yelling to Fez. "We're stealing her!" He waves, "take care of my girl."

"Like, that is so cute." Maddy gushes as we move to hide between two stands. We all open our bags snorting bumps until the substance is gone. I look around, my entire body numb, and my emotions spike. I giggle as I hug the girls. "You two are my best friends."

As we walk, Maddy reveals a secret, "Okay, so if I tell you guys something, you swear on your fucking life you won't say a word?" "Of course." "Yeah. What?" Maddy stops, her eyes drop as she speaks, "I went through Nate's phone. And it was weird." I furrow my brows, "Is he cheating on you?" Maddy ushers us into the funhouse. "He has, like, 10 different pictures of dicks in his phone." My mouth drops as she speaks. "Oh, my god, he's so gay." "That's what I'm thinking!" Cassie interjects, "I don't know. He doesn't seem gay." Maddy shakes her head, turning around and looking at herself in the mirror.

I spin around seeing myself in one behind me. I do look good! I run my fingers along the mirror and giggle. "My parents would kill me right now." Cassie laughs, propping herself on my shoulder. "They're kinda strict." "Strict is saying it nicely." I stare at myself in the mirror feeling so warm, so confident, and myself. I'm a bad bitch. "Fuck my parents. They've fucked up my life enough." I trace my hips with a smirk.

Maddy smiles at me from her mirror, "Honestly, fuck Nate Jacobs." I turn to her with fire in my eyes. Mine and his family are close, Cal and my dad hold the same stupid ass values. "Fuck that whole family."

Maddy, Cassie, and I all walk around admiring ourselves in the mirrors. "right now I'm looking at a thousand versions of myself, and not only do I look good, I fucking feel good." I run my hands through my hair, "I feel so fucking good."

Maddy scoffs, her frustration rising, "So, if they've got something to say, they should just say it to my face, right?" "You should punch Nate in the face." Cassie giggled, "Or you could just say it to their fucking face." "Maddy you totally need to prove your point."

Cassie looks at herself, "I feel like this is a turning point." Maddy and I 100% agree. We're becoming our real selves. "We should just pick the hottest, most confident, bad bitch version of ourselves, and be that for the rest of the school year." Maddy turns to us with a devilish smirk on her lips. "I'm going to say some shit to them."

Maddy storms out of the funhouse and struts to the chili tent with determination. We stand in the crowd waiting for the prize to be awarded. Every family member is present. Cal and Marsha with their two golden sons. Besides them, my parents stood watch, proud smiles on their faces and taking up collections for the church. "And this year's winner of the chili cook-off is... Cal Jacobs! Make it six years and running!" The crowd claps loudly, Maddy screams over them, catching everyone's attention. She walks forward as she yells. "Yeah, I'm not supposed to be here right now, because I'm dressed like a hooker, and none of you like me, but I just wanted to say congratulations." She stands in front of the large chili pot. Nate rolls his eyes, "Maddy, get out of..." Maddy tips the pot over, spilling the chili everywhere. "What in God's name is your problem?" Marsha asks Maddy. Maddy glares at her, "You, cunt."

I can't contain my laughter in the silence of the crowd. I cackle, my parent's eyes moving to me. "(Y/n)!" My mother hisses, she stops towards me. "What in gods name are you wearing?" My father strips his coat placing it on my shoulders. "She looks like a bad bitch! That's my best friend!" Maddy screams as Nate drags her away.

I slip away from my mother's grip, "I have to go catch up with Dylan." "Don't you walk away." "I just have to..." "(Y/n), don't you dare." "I'll be right back." I throw my hands up innocently as I walk backward away from them, allowing myself to get lost in the crowd. I fun to Fez with a thick smile. I see him handing tickets out and jump in front of him. "Shit!" Fez laughs as I fling my arm around his neck. "I missed you so so much!" I nuzzle my head into his chest. "God, you smell so good!" "Just weed baby." He laughs throwing an arm around me.

[inkmonster21]

Best Buds

Fezco x Reader

Euphoria Universe x Reader

1. Your Local Drug Dealer

2. Behind the Store Blaze

3. Friends

4. McKay’s Party

5. My Girl

6. Wifey Material

~o0o~ In the early morning of the first day, I could feel the eyes on us as we walked through the halls. Maddy, BB, Cassie, and I all clustered up as we tower the school. As we're walking we pass Jules and Rue. Fez just knew they'd be friends. BB points to Jules, "Oh, shit, that's the girl who tried to commit suicide at McKay's." I narrow my eyes at her. "What?" Maddy, Cassie, and I simultaneously. BB tosses her head back, "Oh, yeah. I forgot. You three were fuckin'." Cassie shrugs, unashamed. I blush at the thought of the rumor. We did not fuck in the bathroom, but who's to say others can't imagine. Maddy on the other hand was frustrated. She stomps her foot, "Why does everybody think we fucked?" I stare at her blankly, "Did... you not?" I could have sworn I saw Maddy making waves on that guy's dick in the pool. Maddy shakes her head, "Alcohol is not good for me." BB weighs in, "So you did fuck him." Maddy shakes her head, her eyes coming together in thought, she's focusing. "Honestly, I think I blacked out." I widen my eyes, "For real?"

Kat walks in, joining us from the side. "Look at you. Someone looks smitten." She pinches my cheek. "I will admit." BB shrugs with a smirk, "I just got one question." I wait for her to continue, "Fez got a big dick?" I wink at the four girls before turning on my heel and walking to my class.

As I settle into my seat in American History, I text Fezco.

"American History for the win."

"lol glad you made it shawty. Learn some good shit."

"Can I come over today? I can pick up some pizza." for the first time, Fez read my message and didn't reply. He didn't reply for an hour! I send another.

"Does that mean yes? lol"

"Nah baby. not today. I got some business."

I narrow my eyes at his words. I've sat through tons of his sales. They pop up whenever and only stay for 10 minutes at most.

"Why?"

"I got business baby."

"Wtf... for real? I can't come chill with you while you sell?"

"Not tonight baby. I'm sorry."

Where does a brain automatically go when told no with little explanation? To overthinking land. The most fucked up place on earth. For the remaining of the morning, my mind paced, ran, no... it sprinted! Just at the thought of Fez refusing my company had my anxiety peaked at an all-time high.

My shaking hands pull up the shorts of my cheer uniform. A pep rally at lunch was the perfect way for my mind to be lifted... NOT! Maddy watches as I huff, my shaking hands applying the rhinestones to my eyes. "Bitch, you look like you're going to puke." She takes the rhinestones from me and continues the job. "Are you sick?" Cassie asks as she parts her hair, ready to apply her set of stones.

"No. I'm fine." Maddy looks right into my eyes, reading me like a book. "Relationships suck don't they?" I disagree, "No, Fez is great." "But you're upset with him." "He just told me not to come over tonight. Kinda pisses me off." Maddy stands, in outrage. "He told you not to come over? What the fuck? Then you're not his girl!" I stand up feeling energy coursing through my blood. "He said he had fucking business. Like... I've sat there for hours on end watching him sell. What the fuck does he think I'm going to do? Rat him out?"

Maddy bites the inside of her cheek, "Girl, what if he's got some hooker coming to buy? That's why you can't be there." My mouth falls agar, the realization coming together. "Oh my god." I cross my arms, my jaw clenching. "I'm going to kill him."

Hours after practice ends, I hop on my bike and pedal as fast as I can. I round the corner of Fez's street, his apartment looking like a haven in the falling rain. I stop under the awning, leaning my bike against the wall, next to a bike that's already present. I glare at the handlebars, "That motherfucker." I stomp to the door, twisting the knob and entering. "Whoa! What the fuck-" I storm past Ash, determined to beat a bitches ass.

~

-Fezco-

I flip the screen of my phone checking for a notification. None. Damn she really being like that for real. I shake my head, blowing out the smoke. I stack another pile of cash on the counter making sure it's all there. The radio beeps, "Yo, who is it, man?" Through the radio static, he speaks, "Rue."

I pull a drag of the blunt and place another pile on the counter. "No, bro, tell her to come back later." Just as the words exit my mouth, Rue prances through my house. "Too late, bitch." She flips me off as she walks down the hall. "Yo, hold on, hold on. You can't be in here right now." She nods her head at my stack of cash, “I see you cash money.”

I follow her as she opens the door to my room and enters. "Yo, Where's (Y/n)?" She hollers from my room. I step foot in the room with frustration all over my face. "Yo, Rue, you gotta go."

She pulls her shoes off, stealing a pair of my socks. "I need some OCs and some socks." "I can't help you right now. You gotta go. Yo, for real, Rue. I ain't fuckin' playing with you. Come on. You can't be in here."

"Look, Fez, I'm fucking drenched. Okay? And, uh... I'm out of drugs. So... Don't be a dick."

This girl has got me to my point. Between her and (y/n) I'm finna blow up. "Oh, my God. That's not my fucking problem. You gotta get up out of my house right now before these motherfuckers come through." She shrugs pushing past me, "All I need is a couple of OCs and some Xannies. That's all I need, and I can be gone."

"Yo, I'm trying to tell you, I don't got shit right now. Like... Come back in a few hours, I got you, whatever you need. But right now, you gotta get the fuck up outta my house. My guy's about to come through here. I don't want you here when he gets here, you understand?" I plead as she flips over my couch. "Give me drugs."

Suddenly the door opens and Ash exclaims, "Whoa! What the fuck-" The door slams shut and hard footsteps ring through the house. "You wanna tell me why the fuck I can't be here but you can invite some bitch over? Huh?" (Y/n) screams, coming up into my face. "What?" She shakes her head, "That's fucking why! Because you got some other bitch around here. If you don't want me Fez, fucking say it!"

I watch as her face grows red from her yelling. "I don't know what the fuck you on about. The fuck you doin here, baby?" "Why the fuck can't you have me here, Fez? I'd like to fucking know." I shake my head, “ baby, you acting wild as fuck. Stop it. I got business. You and Rue have to get out. Right now.”

(Y/n) gets on her tiptoes, getting into my face again. Her eyes were dark, as a fucking storm. I've never seen her this pissed. "You fuckin her?" "WHO?"

"This is like a reality show," Rue mumbles from the couch. I rub my eyes, my frustration to its limit. "Baby, you gotta go!" "I'm not going anywhere. I'm gonna sit here and wait." (Y/n) turns on her heels, walking around the arm of the couch and sitting next to Rue. "Baby, come on. Don't act like this. I got some people rolling through." She stays silent in her position. The phone starts to vibrate indicating their arrival. I glare at the two girls on the couch. "I could fucking kill y’all right now."

I grab the cash stuffing it into the brown bag, "Yo, Ash, they're here."

I walk over to (y/n). I lean down pressing a kiss to her forehead. "Baby, this is serious. Both of you just stay right there, keep your mouth shut, and be cool. These dudes ain't fucking around." I reach down between the cushions to get the gun and load it. "Why do you need that?" (Y/n) questions. Her voice is small now compared to her outburst a few minutes ago. I stare at her innocent eyes, this ain't no place for her. "Same reason you didn't need to be here, ma. Just chill for me." I press another kiss to her head.

~

Fez cocks the gun, taking a deep breath. Maybe it wasn't the best idea to come uninvited. Fez places his hand on my cheek. He stares directly into my soul. "Baby, you gotta listen to me. Just stay chill. I got you." I nod in his hold.

Two sets of footsteps enter the home. I turn to see two men, one more definitely the boss. I knew Fez was a dealer, but I had no idea he was a second man down from the big leagues.

Rue scoots closer to me, her legs lapping over my thighs. We look at each other knowing we both made a mistake coming here.

The men make their way into the home, the skinny one, ungroomed, clearly a user of harder drugs, and definitely the gopher for the other man.

This other man is a radiating hazard. The face tats proved the point. The was a man of evil behavior. Fez sat opposite Rue and I, keeping a clear view of the entire room, the gun tucked between the cushions. The man smiles at us with dirty teeth. He pushes his hand out, dirt-caked in his skin. "My name is Mouse. It's a pleasure to meet you." I lift my hand towards his. As soon as I'm in reach he yanks my hand up, planting a kiss on my skin. Mouse smirks up at Fez, "This your bitch? Or are these both your bitches, player?" Mouse runs his index finger over my ear, pulling my hair away from my face. I shutter, silently pleading for Fez to interfere.

Fez watches as mouse toys with me. He stares right into my eyes, “that’s my girl. Rue’s on the right. She’s like my sister, man.”

Mouse hums, he takes a strand of my hair, dragging his silver blade over it. In a second he swipes up, cutting an inch of my hair in his fingers. I whimper as Mouse leans down, resting his hands on my shoulders. Fez shifts in his seat, his fingers dipping between the cushions. “You a lucky guy.”

Fez glares at Mouse. Holding it together he maintains his voice mellow, “let’s get back to it, man.” Mouse raises his hands off of me slowly.

“Yo, Custer, toss me that bag.” The other guy, Custer, throws the bag. Mouse sets the suitcase on the coffee table. Once unzipped get reveals a treasure of drugs. I look up to Fez in shock. I didn’t understand how deeply he ran.

“All right, check it. I got a 100 OP-OC 80s, 500 Xanny bars, 500 20s of Addy. I'm low on Vikes, so if you wanna cop some Vikes, you better cop 'em today, 'cause I got, like, 50 left. I got a quap of that Cali medicinal, and an ounce of Molly. Custer, what's the math on that?” After a minute of Mouse staring into our frames, Custer finally speaks. "Uh, 25, 15, and 1,100, 35, 77, and 25... 7,750." Fez passes the bag of cash over to Mouse, "Here."

Mouse glances up at Fez from the case, "Sure you don't want no Fentanyl?" Oh. my. god. Where the fuck am I? This has turned from one of my faviort places to now the most scarriest version of hell I could conjure. The intense uncomfet from the guests are overwhelming.

"Nah, man, I'm cool off that shit. There's too many ODs, and I don't want the heat." Mouse then turns his head to us. "How about you two? You ever try Fentanyl?" Rue peeps quietly, "No." Mouse raises his brows at me.

My breathing picks up as Mouse narrows in. "You never tried it?"

Fez takes a step closer, calm as ever. "No, she's good, bruh." Mouse scoffs, "Gonna let ya boy talk for you?" I look at Fez from the corner of my eyes. "I... I don't..." Mouse grabs my chin softly, tearing prickling up in my eyes as I stare at Fez. "Don't look at him. Look at me." He smirks at me before asking again. "You ever try it?"

Fez interjects once more. "Yo, for real, bruh. I don't want them fucking with that shit."

Mouse ignores Fez, talking to Rue and me, "You know that feeling when you come so hard that you can't feel or hear shit? You like that feeling?" All in a blur Rue answers and suddenly I have a knife to my lips. "Go on, open up, dollface." Fez stares at me with wide eyes. What the fuck am I supposed to do? My lip quivers as I attempt to reject the offer. "I don't want it. I... I have to-" "Nah, come on." Mouse demands. "We can do it at the same time. On three." He smirks at Rue, her own does of fet on a separate knife. "One..." God, please... "Two..." Fez fucking do something... "Three..." My lips go over the cold metal simultaneously with Rue. "Yeah, good girls."

I watch Fez as I pull away from the knife. What am I suppose to feel like... Oh, shit... I let my head fall feeling weightless. I can't move, but I feel so fucking good, why do I want to?

"Fezz," I mumble against the couch arm. "Aw, Shawty all fucked up." Mouse laughs as he takes a seat next to Rue, slinging her legs on his lap.

"It hits quick. You like the way that feels?" I hear the voices slowly, pure joy coursing through my blood. I wish I could comprehend my words. I want to dance with Fez in the living room, but I can't move.

-Fezco-

She's just fucking laying there motionless. She never even tripped acid or rolled molly. She doesn't even know where she's at.

"You want a couple of patches, girl?" Mouse asks Rue, gaining her response, "Okay." Mouse sticks two patches on Rue's legs, drumming at her skin. "It's gonna cost you 300."Rue doesn't speak causing Mouse to antagonize, "Come on. Pay up, little sis." "I only have two dollars." Mouse demands, "I said 300."

"Yo, Mouse. Let me pay for it, man." I state, my eyes never leaving (Y/n) face as she slides lower into the couch. "I thought you were too good for Fentanyl. What is it? Everybody's changing their motherfucking minds on me? If she can't afford it, she gonna have to find another way of paying me. Straight up."

"Yo, man, just let me pay for it. I got the money right here. Here." I pull out $300 cash handing it to him. he snatches it quickly, "Dang. Big brother must love you. It's gonna cost you 600 now, man."

"Damn. You gonna do me like that, bruh?" "Yeah, I'm gonna do you like that. Straight up. Get that shit. There it is. I just made your bitch feel amazing. It's always a pleasure doing business with you." Mouse passes the rest of the Fentanyl over as he takes the other $300. Mouse and Custer leave with no other words. I toss the bag of fet at Ash. "Go flush that shit down the toilet, and go grab the Narcan, just in case." I look down at the two girls with guilt.

Rue's body leaned over on (Y/n) as she leans on the arm of the couch. "I'm so happy," Rue mumbles softly.

I sit on my knees petting (Y/n)'s head. "I'm so sorry, ma." She runs her finger against my arm, "I feel so good." She hums with a small smile, her eyes closed in bliss. "I know baby."

[inkmonster21]

Best Buds

Fezco x Reader

Euphoria Universe x Reader

1. Your Local Drug Dealer

2. Behind the Store Blaze

3. Friends

4. MaKay’s Party

5. My Girl

~

Fez held me from the darkest of the night to when the morning sun peeled into the sky. Early morning I planted myself in the kitchen making breakfast.

Ash walks in from the hall rubbing the tiredness out of his eyes. He connects with my frame, taking a step back. "The fuck you doin here?" I smile putting two pancakes, sausage, and scrambled eyes on his plate, sliding it to him over the table. Ash stares down at the plate of food like it is a masterpiece. "Making breakfast." I hum with a smile as I return to the kitchen. Ash narrows his eyes at me, stabbing a fork into his eggs. "Yeah, but why'd you come up in my house early as fuck cookin? How'd you even get in? Fez awake?" I stare at the pancakes the batter darkens. "Um, no. I stayed the night." Ash stops chewing and cocks his head.

At the same moment, I feel two arms wrap around my waist. Fez buries his head in the crook of my neck, peppering the skin with kisses. "Mornin, shawty." the corners of my lips curl in a smile. There wasn't a bro fist as he passed. No awkward tension in the air as we hold by the need to touch one other. I turn my head over my shoulder to take a glimpse at Fezco. He grins at me, catching my lips with his.

"No fuckin way," Ash exclaims from the table. Fez separates from me, gathering food on a plate. He takes the seat across from his brother. Ash stares at him with wide eyes. He gestures between Fez and I. "This for real?" Fez draws his eyes up, catching mine as he smiles, "Yeah, man. That's my girl." Ash grins going back to devouring his breakfast. "Fuckin finally. Was wondering when the fuck you'd get together. That shit was pitiful to watch." I enter the dining room with my food taking a seat. The three of us eat with a peaceful aroma in the air. "Yo, you wanna move in and do this shit every day?" Ash mumbles as he stuffs his face. Fez shakes his head, "Ash, come on, bruh." I shrug as I swallow the first bite. "Sure, Ash. I'll move in. I'll even paint your room pink with purple glitter." Ash scoffs, mumbling, "Like to see you try." Fez busts in laughter at his brother.

~

That night Fez drops me off at the front gate of my house. He runs his thumb over my leg as we stare at the large redwood door. "I don't want you goin, ma." I place my hands on his cheeks, pressing my lips to his. Our world stops as we kiss in his car. Right up until a loud bang hits the hood. Dylan stands at Fez's window glaring inside. "What you doing, dude? Macking on my sister? The fuck!" Fez rolls his window down, "Wasup, D?" Fez attempts to dap my brother up, but Dylan refuses. "(Y/n), let's go." I giggle at his demand. "Excuse me?" "Get out of the fucking car." Fez looks between the two of us, the situation hard to read. "Man, we ain't doing nothing. You know me." Dylan rolls his eyes silently.

"You ain't the issue, Fez. (Y/n), come on. Before dad sees."

At that point, it became clear. Dylan wasn't being an ass for his sake. He was only warning us about my father's presence. I swallow the lump in my throat. "Oh... I thought he wasn't home yet."

Fez furrows his brows, "Your dad got a problem with me? Ain't never met the man." Dylan shakes his head, "Nah, dude. My dads just-" "A hardass." I say, gathering my things. "I've got to go." Fez pouts his lip, his blue eyes shining. "Ima miss you, ma." "I'll miss you too." I kiss him one last time before exiting the car and watching him drive off.

Dylan smirks at me as Fez's car disappears. "Just friends, huh?" I smirk at my brother before using the code to unlock the gate. "Started that way." "And now, sista? What are you?" The blush rose to my cheeks at the thought of him. "We're together. I'm his girl." Dylan smiles, he pinches my cheek. "Glad to see you're happy. I'll fuck him up if he hurts you." I narrow my eyes at the thought. Dylan can fight, but putting him against Fezco would be a sad match. "That's unlikely."

~

My mother taps her fingers against the table as Wanda, our cook presents tonight's meal on the table. My mother stares me down, an examination has just begun. "So, (Y/n), where have you been all weekend?" "A friends house." My father narrows his eyes leaning in, "do we know this friend?" "Yeah." I cut the conversation short. I'm not ready to tell my strict parents I'm in love with a drug dealer.

I reach for a steak my mother slaps my hand away. "The smaller one, honey." As she directs, I place the smallest cut on my plate. "So, the first day of school tomorrow. How are we feeling?" My father asks only wanting professional answers in return. I clear my throat, making sure my posture is correct before speaking. "I'm looking forward to it. I'm on varsity cheer this year." My mother winks, "That's my girl." While mom is pleased, dad is not. "Don't you think you want to focus on your career rather than shaking pompoms for some boy to go to college for free?" and there's where the argument starts between my parents. The next 30 minutes are spent screaming with harsh remarks field by wine and scotch. Nothing better than living with two classy alcoholics.

[inkmonster21]

Best Buds

Fezco x Reader

Euphoria Universe x Reader

1. Your Local Drug Dealer

2. Behind the Store Blaze

3. Friends

4. MaKay’s Party

~

*SMUT*

Fez pushes me against the doorway of his home. He reaches around me and locks it as he devours my neck. I arch my back, pushing myself into his hold. "Let's go." He pulls me up, carrying me to the room.

He pushed me on my back. The soft mattress took my fall. Fez tears his shirt over his head, allowing my eyes to travel down his frame. He gets on his knees and pulls my legs to him. He centers himself right between my thighs. He massages them as he speaks. "You so damn beautiful." Fezco trails his hands under the damp dress, gripping the thin stings of my thong and bringing it down my legs. He spreads my thighs even more. "So pretty, baby." He leans in, slowly licking my clit, I gasp at the euphoric feeling consuming my body. I toss my head back on the bed, "oh my god, Fez. FUCK!"

He continues his talents on my clit as I reach down and stroke the back of his head, he moves his finger to my entrance drawing a slow line before pushing it inside, I let out a long breathy moan, "fuck, you make me feel so good." He adds another finger, curling them to find my g spot all while continuing to lick my clit. "I'm gonna cum." I whine in soft moans. I sit on my elbows gasping, "I'm gonna cum, Fez!" He hums against my clit, refusing to remove himself. The coil in my stomach snaps. I cover my mouth as I scream. I l close my thighs around Fezco's head, he continues to lap at my pussy before crawling up my body. Fez licks my bottom lip before drawing it between his teeth. He streaks the outside of my thigh. He lays a kiss on my cheek before asking, "you ready, ma?"

Within a second Fez went from sweet and dental to animalistic. He holds my legs up and slides into me with sharp thrusts. "Fuck, you love when I fuck you like this, don't you?" he grunted while pounding inside me.

His hands kept your legs together for him, the position making your toes curl beside his head. Fez stares into my cunt. He smiles as he watched himself thrust inside my pussy. He looks at me, kissing my leg. "You wanna be mine, baby? Mhm? You wanna be my girl?" He makes a change, thrusting inside at a long, slow rate. Each thrust took me closer to finish.

I nod, unable to speak from the amount of pleasure. Fez halts his movement, he lays inside me. "I wanna hear you say it." He draws his length out of me. "Say, you my girl."

He pounds once into me, "say it." I moan loudly as he pounds again. "Say it!"

Fezco draws out of me completely, I whine at the emptiness. Fezco strokes his dick as he smiles at me from above. He stokes his tip in circles around my clit. "I'm yours, Fez." "Mhm, baby? Louder."

Fez enters the tip into my pussy, "I'm your girl." Fez thrusts back in full force. "That's right, baby. Feel how deep I am? gonna fill you so good" Fez flips us over, sitting on the edge of his bed. He grabs my ass forcing me to land back on him.

"That's it" he moaned. "work fo' that dick, baby." I rolled my hips against his. He twitches inside, grappling me closer. "I'm gonna-" "go on, baby. Cum." My eyes rolled to the back of my head and my body clamped up, the orgasm hitting so hard Fez had to hold me from falling over. Fez shoved himself as far as he could into me before he spilled himself inside.

Fez rolls us on our sides as we lay breathless. Fez reaches my hand, planting small kisses on each finger. "For real doe, you my girl or what?" I cuddle into his side, slinging my leg over his. "I'm your girl, Fez. Forever your girl." He kisses the top of my head, "I like dat, baby."

[inkmonster21]

Best Buds

Fezco x Reader

Euphoria Universe x Reader

1. Your Local Drug Dealer

2. Behind the Store Blaze

3. Friends

~

I play with the strings of my jeans as Fez and I sit outside the store in the shade. "Are you going to the party tonight? Fez shrugs, "I'm not into it but it's good for business. You going?" "Maddy asked me to. I was debating." Rue rolls up with a smile. He stops right in front of us with a smile. "Good day." I jump up hugging her. I like Rue, and I hope the best for her. Plus not to mention she almost died at the beginning of summer.

"Yo, There's some new, like edgy transgirl in town." Fez starts. I toss my hands up in excitement, "Yes! Oh man she's so cool looking!" Fez adds on, "Yeah, she came in yesterday looking all Sailor Moon and shit and I thought, she looks like someone Rue would get along with." Rue nods with a small smile, but she cuts to her point quickly, "Is Ash in the back?" Fez is taken back.

She just got out of rehab.

Fez furrows his brows, "Are you for real?" Rue pushed a smile giving a short laugh. "Come on, you think cause I went to rehab I stayed clean?" I frown watching as she walks into the store.

"She's breaking my heart man." Fez rubs his head in frustration. "I know, baby."

Rue exits the store with her goodies just as Nate Jacobs pulls up. Fez stands from his chair, meeting Nate halfway. Nate looks past Fez taking notice of my position in the shade. "Sup, (Y/n). Tell your mom I said hello." I wave my hand up without a word. Fez comes back taking his seat beside me. He looks at me with narrowed eyes. "You gonna tell your momma he said hello?" I scoff at the question, "Fuck no." Fez shakes his head, "Nah, Nah, shawty, it's... hell the fuck no."

I turn to Fez kissing his cheek quickly before standing. The sun heats my skin the moment it touches. "I have to go. Maddy has summoned me." Fez waves me off, "You go on, ma. I'll catch you later."

~

I sit on Maddy's bed picking out options for the party at McKay's house. "Go with the green one!" Kat sparkles as she holds it to my body. "Fuck, I wish I had your boobs." She says with a sad smile. "Shut the fuck up. I wish my ass was as nice as yours!" I reach around her and playfully pinch her butt.

"Plan this year is to get (y/n) a fucking boyfriend." I roll my eyes at Kat's plan. "I don't think so." "Why? You're always alone. You need some romance." I shrug, Fez and I have a great relationship. No one asked what we were so we never even established a definition. Am I his girlfriend? Just a friend he sleeps with? Fuck, who knows... "When I want to have a public relationship I will." Maddy rolls her eyes as she brushes on her eyeshadow. "You need some dick." "Just because I'm not in a relationship doesn't mean I don't have a dick to sit on, Mads." She turns back, mouth gaping. "No way. You have a hookup? You? Christian Mary's Daughter." I nod with class. "I do." BB smirks taking a long drag of her vape, "Who is it?" "It's f... a friend." The girls groan at the mystery. "Is he older?" I shrug, slipping my clothes off and pushing the tight dress over my head. "He is. Has his own house, business, and everything." Maddy returns to her makeup with a proud glitter in her eyes.

On the way to the party, we pull into the store where Rue happens to be walking. Maddy gasps as she notices. "Is that...?" I nod from the back seat, "That's Ruerue." Kat smiles at the acquaintance, "Didn't Rue, like, die?" BB gasps, "Oh, my God, I hate ghosts." I laugh against her shoulder taking a shot from the bottle in the back seat. Kat sticks her head out the window, "Yo, Casper! You want a ride?" Rue walks over to the car looking inside before accepting, "Why, thank you."

The party was rumbling. The lights blinded the crowd of drunk young adults. Maddy grabs my arm, "let's fucking dance." She pulls me to the middle of the floor. That's when I see Fez sitting on the couch with some kids smoking. He looks out of the corner of his eye, noticing me. I wave my fingers at him, it being such a subtle movement, it goes unnoticed by everyone. Maddy sways with me on the floor. It's not long before Nate is making out with some girl causing Maddy to leave my side and start dancing with another guy making sure to look at Nate the entire time. I roll my eyes walking over to the couch. Only a few feet away I get caught by Landon. "Hey, pretty girl!" He spins me around before releasing me back to my destination.

I laugh as I take the seat on the arm of the couch, Fez looks up nodding to me with a smirk. "This looks good on you." I pull the collar of his sweater, knowing I'm the one who got it for him. "You look hot." He passes me the blunt. "I like this color on you, ma." Fez pulls at the hem of the dress, it snaps against my thigh like a rubber band.

I cross my legs, allowing his eyes to travel between them the second they separate. "Is Ash running the store tonight?" Fez nods, "Yeah, he's holding it down." His eyes never detached from my legs.

"You wanna dance?" He shakes his head. Fez was never one to draw attention to himself. He liked his space. So brushing up against me wasn't his cup of tea when his shoulders were brushing the surrounding peers. "Nah." I protest, determined to have a good night with my... my friend. "Come on." I stand up, moving in front of him. I grab his wrist and pull at him to get up. He resists and sits back down. "(Y/n). Stop, you know I got business to do." Fez sits down with a firm shake of his head.

I cross my arms narrowing my eyes. "One dance wouldn't distract you from your business." Fez shakes his head, now avoiding eye contact. I lean in coming closer to his face, our lips 5 inches apart. His blue eyes stare just past my frame. "Seriously? What's up with you?" Fez moves me over to the side, "go on and do somethin, girl. I'm busy. Ima catch you later tonight." Fez lights his blunt ushering me away.

I turn on my heels in furry. What the fuck... I pass Rue as I enter the kitchen. "Yo, you seen Fez?" I slam the red cup down pouring the liquor in to fill to the rim. "Fuck, Fez." Rue widens her eyes, "what?" I tip the cup into my mouth forcing myself to devour half. "He's an ass." "What the fuck happened?" Rue places her hands on my shoulders, "did y'all break up?" "What? We're not even... we're friends." Rue furrows her brows, "No fucking way." "Did you think-" "I can't believe y'all aren't! You for real?" "We... yeah. We're just friends. No chance of shit like that." I drag myself outside to the pool taking a seat on a sunbed. Maddy currently making out with some dude in the pool.

Good for her.

~

I shake my head as she stomps away. Man, why'd she have to do that shit? I wasn't trying to be an ass. I've been on the lookout for Rue! Girl owes me $120. Plus fuckin Landon Kincaid spinning my girl around didn't put me in the best state of mind.

I walk out on the back patio seeing Rue chillin on the couch. I take a seat next to her. "Rue. What the fuck?" She looks around confused, "What? What, what, what, what?" "Come on now, bruh. You owe me 120 bucks." Rue shakes her head, "My bad, man, I forgot." I shrug taking the seat next to her. The problem left my mind quickly.

"Shit, you know I ain't trippin'. Well, to be honest with you, your whole drug shit got me feeling kind of uneasy. Rue hits my shoulder, "Come on, don't go soft on me, Fez." "No, I'm not. It's just that... I like you. And I missed you, bruh. Like... That shit at the beginning of summer had me scared as fuck. I've seen a lot of people die. I don't know what type of fucked up shit you got going inside your head. I don't know how to help, but I could tell you one thing: this drug shit, it's not the answer."

"You know, I remember when I was eleven years old... It was a couple months after my dad got diagnosed, and we got the results back from the prognosis. And it was really good. It was like, 80/20. And we decided to celebrate, so... we like ordered a bunch of Chinese food. I remember that night, I was laying between my parents in bed, and... all of a sudden I couldn't breathe. It was like there was no more air left in the world. And I was gasping, and I was panicking. And they called the ambulance and they thought it was like... an allergic reaction or some shit. And then when I got to the hospital, they gave me liquid Valium. Yeah. To calm me down. And when it hit me, I thought... This is it. This is the feeling I have been searching for my entire life, for as long as I could remember. Because suddenly... ...the world went quiet. And I felt safe, in my own head. Two years later, he was gone. Panic attacks stayed. And I found a way to live, so... Will it eventually kill me? Maybe. Fuck, maybe not. I don't know. You still gonna be my dealer, Fez?"

I sit in silence allowing her to finish, I shake my head not fully comprehending the importance. I'm too distracted. "You a fucking trip, bruh. I'm too high to be having this conversation right now." "Yeah, man. Me, too. Me fucking too." "Aye, you seen (y/n)?" She nods with her head tossed back. "Yeah man. She's pissed at you." "Aw for real?" Rue turns to me, "yeah. What the fuck did you do? I thought you two were good." "We are good. I was looking for you. She's trippin." "So, you're still together?" I shoot my eyes into hers. "We ain't never been together like that." My voice faltered. Could it be the depression of being in love with someone who doesn't love you back? Maybe.

My grandma said to never fall in love. That's the one thing you can never trust. But (y/n) just looks at me with her (e/c) eyes. She instantly calms every instinct in my body. She allows me to just chill without worry. We fuck, and it's so damn good. We don't talk about what we are. Never did. She just started coming around more and I never objected.

~

Maddy sloshes in the water with the older boy. Cameras out and Nate towering over the two of them. "Yeah, that's real classy, you fucking whore." Maddy looks up from her current position, glaring into Nate's eyes. "Suck my dick."

That did it. Nate stormed off driving right into the kitchen where I sat on the counter with my cup. Nate flips the cup onto my frame. The alcohol soaked me from head to toe. He grabs my ankle and pulls me off the counter. I stumbled into a girl who caught me. "Get the fuck out of here! Get the fuck out of the kitchen! Fuck! Get out of here! Get the fuck out of here!"

"You okay?" I look up to my savior seeing the sailor moon girl. "I'm good." Nate separates the girl and I. "Who the fuck are you?"

"I'm Jules. I'm a friend of..."

"You're a friend of... A friend of whose? 'Cause you're not my fucking friend. Who the fuck are you friends with, Jules? Hmm? Do you guys know who the fuck this is? Does anybody know who this is? Does anybody know who the fuck Jules is? Anyone at all." Nate directs his vision toward me, "You, (y/n), do you know who the fuck Jules is?" "She's... I've met her." Nate rolls his eyes.

Jules holds her hand up in defense, "I'm just minding my own business. I'm not trying to start anything."

"Well, no, you're not. Nobody that looks like you is minding their own fuckin' business. I know what you are. Yeah. Yeah, I see you. So what do you want? You want some, some fucking attention? 'Cause I'll give you some fucking attention. Yo, is anybody here friends with Jules? Anyone? Does anybody know who the fuck this bitch is? Somebody better speak up, or this bitch is gonna get fucked up." In a second Jules draws a kitchen knife pointing it at Nate. "You wanna fucking hurt me? Back the fuck up! What the fuck is your problem?" Nate cowers in fear, "Put the fucking knife down, okay. It was a joke. It was a-"

I hand on my shoulder pulls me away from the tension. Fez's hand lays on the small of my back as he leads us through the crowd. He ushers us to an unoccupied bathroom. Fez pulls one of the towels from the rack. He walks me backward, having me leaning against the sink. He looks over the dress, the fabric smelling of pure Bacardi. "Ya got real wet, ma." He presses the towel to my chest wiping the liquid dry. "You gonna need a shower before you get into bed." I stare straight ahead, unfazed by his attempts.

Fez leans back on the opposing wall, "the fuck is up? You freaked on me the second you got here. Now you ain't speaking to me." I snatch the towel from his hands continuing to dry myself in silence. I'm so wet best way to save the night is to ring my dress out. I look to Fez and motion to the door. "It's already locked." "No. I'm going to have to ring my dress out. You should go." "Why?"

I huff turning to look at myself in the mirror. This entire dynamic with him is fucked! Where the hell do I stand? Can I flit with him in public? Do I keep bragging on the nameless dick I ride on? Like come on, give a girl something. I lower one of my straps, "because Fez, we're friends. You shouldn't see me naked." In this moment, the several times he had seen me naked in past didn't count." Fez looks at me with a dumbfounded expression. "You fucking for real?" "You said it yourself. We're friends." "When the fuck did I say that?" "Well we never fucking talk about it!" "Bout what, baby?" "THAT! You don't call anyone else baby!" Fez shrugs with a simple expression, "cause you my baby."

I press my hand to my eyes in frustration. Fez grabs my wrist pulling me to him, our frames against the others. "Tell me what you want, baby. You know ima do my best." I rest my hands on his shoulders. He kisses my forehead several times and I rest my drunken head. "I want you Fez." "You got me." I shake my head, "I wanna tell people, dude! I want them the know!" Fez tilts his head, "you want everyone in this place to know you my

Girl? Huh?" Fez backs me up to the sink, his hands teavleing to my behind. "You wanna be my girl, baby?" I kiss up his cheek drawing to his ear. "I want everyone to know I belong to you."

Fez doesn't waste a second to flip me around, my ass pressed to his crotch. He wraps his arms around my body. His hand settled under my chin. He takes hold of it and maneuvers my head to stare directly at the two of us in the mirror.

I wanted Fezco more than anything. I wanted to be with him to the fullest extent. Little did I understand the dangers he could lead me into. I refused to care as he pressed his dick into my behind. He hiked up my dress, pushing my back down. Fez runs his hands over my bare ass. The thin string of my thong snaps against my skin as Fez slowly toys with me. He pecks my bare shoulder, working his way to my ear. "Let's me take you home, ma."

[inkmonster21]

Best Buds

Fezco x Reader

Euphoria Universe x Reader

1. Your Local Drug Dealer

2. Behind the Store Blaze

~

The cheer team finishes running the routine a few minutes early allowing me to swiftly grab my bag and move towards the exit. "Where are you going in a hurry?" Maddy asks with her detective's eyes. "I've got plans." "Bitch, with who? We're the coolest people you know!" I sling my arms over Maddy's shoulders, kissing her cheek a hundred times. "Oh, I promise I'll make it up to you, Mads." She rolls her eyes, playfully pushing me off of her. "Just go. You don't care about me." I shake my head as I reach down to unlock my bike.

"Maddy! Let's get something to eat!" Nate screams a demand at her from across the parking lot. The football team just had to have their Bootcamp the same week as ours.

"Fuck off." Maddy flips him off, but he simply smiles wider. "He's so cute." "He's a psycho, Maddy." She shrugs, "Yeah, he is." She walks off in a dream state to her doom.

~

Fez stands in front of the mirror, checking over his appearance. The colorful t-shirt over his jeans with sneakers fit his style. He had to admit, he pulled out some of the nicer shit he owns for today. It was 2:13 pm now, and cheer lasted until 1:45 pm. She should be heading this way soon.

The knocks on the door put Fez in a complete panic. "Fuck..." He sets the blunt in the ashtray and stands up, taking a look in the mirror before walking to the front door. He opens it to see (Y/n). Clad in a white tank top and black shorts. Stating the obvious, she came right from practice.

"Wasup?" (Y/n) smiles as she takes a step inside his home."Hey, Fez." Fuck. Just the way she said his name had him feeling all froggy and nervous.

"Make yourself at home." (Y/n) sits on the couch huffing. "Don't mind if I do." Fez takes the seat on the furthest end. "How was cheer?" "Fuckin sucked. I'm so over all the high school bullshit." Fez nods right along, he listens to everything she has to say. He cares about what she has to say. Why (y/n) gets mad when Maddy singles her out in practice. Fez cared about her day.

Fez lights the forgotten blunt again. "You ever think about moving?" (Y/n) shakes her head, "No. I don't think I could leave my family." "That's good." "Yeah?" Fez nods, smiling her way as he blows the smoke from his lungs. "Yeah, I don't think I'd want you moving either." (Y/n) sits on her knees, her cheer shorts riding up her thighs. "Aw think you'd miss me, Fez?"

Fez nods, detailing every inch of her face. "Fuckin course. Who else would I have to talk to in the middle of the night?" She crawls closer, sitting in the middle seat of the couch. "I am pretty fun to talk to." Fez takes the blunt back, inhaling and exhaling. (Y/n) is sitting so close, the tension could be cut with a knife. They both understand what floats in the air, but the other just waiting for a bite. For weeks the two of them have been so hungry for each other.

After taking enough (y/n) leans further, whispering softly to Fezco, "Are you going to kiss me or not, Fez?" He doesn't waste time. He grabs her legs and swings her around him, setting her in a straddling position before attacking her lips. The thick smoke in the room only added to the high. The kiss gets heated enough for (Y/n) to pull her top off. Fez watches as her tits drop into place right in front of his face. His eyes roll into the back of his head, seeing how perfect she is. "Fuckin hell."

Fez lifts her, she wraps her legs around him and he leads them down the hall and into his room and slams the door shut. This is how the pattern started. For a couple days of the week (y/n) would go to Fez's house after cheer camp and stay until late hours of the night. Telling her parents that she was at Maddy's some night and Cassie's the other. Fez and (y/n) were together most of the time now. If he was at the store, she'd be sitting on the counter next to him. If he's chilling on the couch, she'd have her feet propped in his lap. They never talked about what it was that they had. What they were...

~

Mom drops her fork on the china plate catching everyone's attention as the silver rings against the glass. Dad looks up from his steak confused. "Do you have an announcement, honey?" My mother rests her hands together, her 2 ct diamond ring shining in the candlelight. "A question. (y/n), darling, are you feeling okay?" She places her hand over my forehead searching for a fever. "Yeah?" I ask while backing away from her touch. My phone vibrates under the table, I take a glance at the screen.

Fez: thinkin bout you baby...

I bite my lip blushing as I lock the phone back up. "Sorry." My father glares daggers. "You know they're no phones at the table, (y/n)." I smile at him, placing my phone face down on the table. "Sorry."

"Who was it, honey?" My mother is always prying on my life. "Was it, Nate. Maybe even Aaron?" I roll my eyes at her comment. "Mom. No." She shrugs with a frown, "Both those boys are missing out. You're so clean-cut and presentable. You're not sleazy like these other girls." my father shakes his head in disappointment. Both of them were fucking insane, but my dad was always there to lighten the blow when mom got ahead of herself. "Mary, let the girl experience things. You don't have to write her life. She's not one of your books." Mom throws her hands up, "I know! I'm not pushing. I just want the best for my kids." Yes, the best for her kids. She wants what will look the best in front of the entire town.

My phone buzzes again and my mother reaches for it. "Oh, my god!" She gasps and flips it back over. "Who... oh my, god." I freeze in my seat afraid of what she had seen. "Rue? You're hanging out with Rue now? (y/n), do you understand she died! What kind of influence does that portray on you?" I stab my salad while internally rolling my eyes. "She's just a friend, mom. We met a few weeks ago." "Ha. Now just let me tell you how many friends I had..." I drown her out, continuing to stab my salad in agony.

In my room, I play with my hair in the mirror. Debating to put it up for tomorrow or straighten it. "You really be doing this shit every night?" Fez asks, watching me through the facetime camera. "Uh, yeah. You can't just keep the same old thing every day." Fez scoffs as he blows smoke. "Who you trying to impress?" I look at the screen seeing him propped up on the couch. "You." Fez nods, "That's what I like to hear, baby."

Suddenly the door bursts open. "Aye, sis, have you seen the rolling papers?" Dylan notices the phone and furrows his brows. "Fezco?" Fez waves awkwardly, "Sup man." Dylan looks between me and the phone with confusion. "It's 1 in the morning." "Good observation," I say bluntly as I toss him the papers. Dylan begins to leave the room, slowly taking glances at the screen before closing the door back. Fez bursts into laughter.

I watch him smile, his cheeks glowing a light pink as the heat grows to his face. "I take it he doesn't know." I go back to looking at my hair in the mirror. "Know what?" I watch as Fez bites his lip, taking a beat to reply. "That we so close." My smile falters just a fray. "Yeah, we are close." Are we friends? For sure. But are we more than that? We certainly don't act like friends once in the same room alone. "Aye, you got cheer tomorrow. Get off the phone." I laugh shaking my head at him. "Okay, daddy." "Whoa. I know where you at. Don't forget that." I laugh loudly as Fez's cheeks glow. The silence grows as Fez and I smile at each other through the phone. "I'll see you tomorrow?" I nod, "After cheer." "Sweet dreams, ma." I blow a kiss, "You too, Fez. Goodnight." "Goodnight."

"Who was that?" I jump at the sound of my dad's voice. He stands in the doorway, leaning against the frame. "A friend." My dad raises his brow, "A guy friend." "Yeah, I have those." He furrows his brows. "What's his name?" "Why?" He shrugs calmly. "I like to know who my daughter is talking with. Make sure you're safe." After seeing he won't get any more answers from me, he backs away from the door. "Alright then. I guess I'll be heading to bed." "You do that, dad." He hovers in the doorway, "Alright, I'm going now." He shuts the door, listening from behind it for a few seconds before leaving and walking downstairs to his room.

Seconds later my phone buzzes.

Dylan: Why tf were you on ft with Fez?

(y/n): We're friends

Dylan: Just friends?

Are we just friends? Over the last month, Fez and I had developed a romantic relationship, but it was purely kept from the world. It was a secret. I was his hidden gem. I could just be a summer fling for him.

(y/n): Yeah man. Just friends.

[inkmonster21]

Best Buds

Fezco x Reader

Euphoria Universe x Reader

1. Your Local Drug Dealer

~

I sit up in bed with a long stretch. That was the best I have ever slept in so long! I stand up, wrapping my robe around myself and going right to the shower. As soon as I start the water my phone chimes indicating I got a snap.

Fez sent a snap...

I open the message. Fez is sitting on the counter of the store taking a selfie, "Good mornin. Come by anytime, ma." I raise my camera up taking the best photo after a couple of attempts. "I plan on it."

The breeze entered through the holes in my jeans, making ht summer heat bearable. and with every step, my nerves rose. Soon, the store came into view, Fez sitting in the shade against the wall. I walk over, planting myself in front of him.

He looks up with a small smile, "Look who it is." I wiggle my fingers in a wave. "Hey. I'm sorry about yesterday. I didn't realize it was the middle of the night when I added you." Fez shakes his head, taking a stand to his feet. "it's no worries. I was up." He walks closer to the door, holding it open. "Come on, ma. Let me show you what I got." "Um, okay." I step inside with him, feeling the close vicinity. My nerves thick as I follow him. The pure scent surrounding him is making me lofty.

He leads me past the drinks and opens one of the doors walking into the freezer. I follow him seeing an entire back corner carved out just for him to do business. A young boy sat on a stool counting bills.

"Ashtray, this is (Y/n). Dylan's older sister. (Y/n), this is Ash." The kid nods his head before going back to counting. "Hey." I wave awkwardly before putting my hands behind my back. The kid nods before continuing his business.

Fez pulls out a gallon ziplock bag and opens it. "This is Alien OG. Got a pound. Gorilla Glue got an ounce on that. Blueberry Skittles only a quarter." I stare at the bags with confusion. "I... uh..." Fezco smiles letting out a light chuckle. "So, you saying you just started. Like last night?" I nod embarrassed. "I know nothing about this stuff."

Fez nods with a smile. "Cute. I got you, ma." He pulls out three separate bags, placing a few nugs of each plant in the bags. Thankfully my cheeks burnt down before he turned to me with the weed all packaged. "6gs on house. Come on back. I'll smoke you up." Fez grabs my wrist lightly, leading us away from the freezer and back into the light.

Fezco leans up against the wall, putting a blunt between his lips and sparking the end. I watch as his chest fills, rises, causing his shirt to tighten on his body. He exhales blowing the smoke into the sky. Fez holds out the blunt for me. "This is that Alien OG. I put 2 grams of that in the bag." I nod as I inhale the greens. "So, you been a real hard-ass on drugs, huh?" I shrug fighting a smile. Fez scoffs, "Fucking bummer." I take the blunt again smiling at him. "I didn't know, okay? Now I do. It's fucking awesome."

Fez keeps staring at me as I exhale the smoke. "What is it?" Fez smiles looking away. "Nothing, nothing. Just weird seeing a girl like you smoke." I pass the blunt his way, our fingers touching as he grabs it. "Get used to it, Fezco. I have a feeling you'll be seeing me a lot more." Fez bites his lips a sheer second before taking a hit of the blunt. "I hope so, (Y/n)."

After several minutes of conversation, jokes, and a joint, my mom starts calling. "Fuck." "Wasup?" "My mom's calling. She likes to have tea on Sundays." Fez lets out a laugh, "Tea? Like holding up pinkies and shit?" I push my pinkie up pretending to be British, "That's quite right sir." "Oh shit. look at you. You're good at that. I would've believed you." I silence her call rather than having to answer in front of him. I shuffle my feet swinging my hands behind my back. "I guess I should get going." Fez scans the area before asking, "Aye, you need a ride?" I start to reject but he decides for me. "You are way too fucked to be walking. Get in." Fez opens the door for me allowing me to fall into the front seat.

The drive home didn't take long. I was a straight shot from the store. Only a 15-minute walk. "It's the one on the left." Fez pulls up to the gate looking at the house in amazement. "No shit. You live here?" I nod looking at the large home. "Yeah. My mom's dream house." "Damn, girl." I look at him rolling my eyes, "Don't do that." "Do what? Look at you? You're pretty." Fez traces his thumb over my chin. "I... I should-" He nods, looking deep into my eyes. The feeling getting me drunk. "Yeah, I know." I exit the car waving him off before punching in my code and entering the gate.

~

About three weeks after I started smoking I found a new way of living. My entire life my mom always pushed the core values she believed in. Religion and image. The two most important things. If you're religious, well then you can't do any wrong, and when you can't do any wrong, you must present a perfectly clean image. You're pure, pretty, and proud. My mom was so fucking crazy that she was convinced I was supposed to marry Nate Jacobs and have two darling boys. It makes me puke.

I lock my door, open the window, kick my feet up, and spark a blunt. The light buzz of my phone and the ringtone catch my attention. I smile seeing the name plastered on the screen. "Hey, Fez." "Sup ma. How are you doing?" "Good. Smoking. Might watch a movie." "How was your day?" I giggle into the phone as I ash the blunt in the tray. "Sudden interest in my boring summer days?" Fez mumbles into the phone, "I like hearing you talk bout it." "How bored I am?" "Nah, baby, your day." I blush at his words.

"It was a good day. The cheer camp started today. It wasn't completely horrible. I was able to be land my back tuck today." "That's crazy for real. You do those flips and shit?" "Yeah. I'm one of the tumblers on the team." "That's tight. So... listen... You wanna like... come over tomorrow. The store is closed tomorrow. Figured I'd take a day off." I freeze in my chair. "Like... come to your house?" "Yeah." I smile letting the reality sink in. "Or if you-" "No, I want to come. What time should I be there?" "Anytime you want, baby." "Okay. I'll talk to you later Fez." "Catch you soon, ma."

Fez hangs up the phone with Ash by his side. His fists balled up in front of his face. Fez lays down his phone next to his leg on the couch. "So?" Ash asks with dying nerves. He had been persuading Fezco to call (y/n) all night! Fez looks to his brother, a smile growing on his face. "We're chillin tomorrow." Ash hops off the couch howling at his brother. "See? Fuckin told you, man! She's into you!" Fez shakes his head, "I don know bout all dat, She's preppy." Ash rolls his eyes. "If she was a real prep she'd only be buying from you. Not making phone calls at 2 am. Y'all keep me up, man."

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Best Buds

Fezco x Reader

Euphoria Universe x Reader

~

(Y/n)... She's an... interesting person. She has two sides of a coin for different people. Fezco would literally spill my guts if he knew I was talking about her. That's his girl. Neither of them ever said it. Gave it an official title, but they didn't need one. All the guys that bought from Fez and Ash knew (y/n) existed under lock and key. The girls knew if they got too interested in Fez (y/n) would beat their ass in any situation.

Like at the skating rink...

Or at a party...

Or the public swimming pool...

Or at the convenience store in front of god and everyone...

(Y/n) didn't care. As long as Fez was hers. He'd always take care of her. But before all that shit happened, they had to meet first. And today was that lucky day where Fez would see his queen for the first time up close.

Now he had seen her around. She casually hung out with the popular girls. Cassie dated her brother a few times freshman year, causing the entire cluster to suck (y/n) into their pack of fearless bitches. They practically devoured 10th grade. Maddy, Cassie, Kat, and BB held to (y/n) like glue during school. It was hard to ignore them as they walked down the halls.

(Y/n) ended up busting her twin brother for buying molly at the store one day. (Y/n) watched from across the street as Fez and Dylan slapped hands, Fez trading the cash for a small ziplock plastic bag filled with crystal. (y/n) stops across the street in a rage. She turns her brother around, smacking his hand, opening his palm, and making the drugs fall to the asphalt. (y/n) stares in horror at the baggie. She points her neatly manicured finger at her brother's chest. "I fucking knew it!" (y/n) snatches the bag from the ground. "What the fuck is this? Meth? You're doing meth now, Dylan?"

God, she sounded like her fucking mother.

Fez steps over, attempting to calm the situation. "Aye yo, chill, chill. I wouldn't sell him that shit." (Y/n) looks Fez over. Just like in movies when two lovers meet for the first time, a wave of light hits (y/n), entrancing her, blinding her.

But there were bigger issues at hand. (y/n) crosses her arms, looking Fez up and down. "And who are you?" Fez sticks his hand out with a small smile. "Fezco. Local drug dealer at your service. Whatchu need, ma?" "I don't do anything like that. I actually have a life and goals so I-" Dylan rolls his eyes, "This is what I'm talking about, bro." Fez smiles. Dylan looks down at his sister, "Go home. You're turning into mom."

Dylan had told him stories of his sister spying on his habits. Fex shrugs, "Aye, be glad she's looking out for you." Fez passes Dylan an extra bag. He nods to (y/n). "If you ever want something, you know where I am." Fez lights the blunt between his lips before backing up into the shadows of the store's back parking lot.

Dylan shuffles away to his skateboard before his sister can scold him again. But as he drifts off into the distance, she stands still. Watching as the smoke clouds drift off from the side of the facility.

That night all (y/n) did was toss and turn in her sheets. She couldn't sleep. Her period started at 11 pm and the cramps were simply shredding her insides apart.

She groans again as she curls herself in a ball, hugging a pillow to her abdomen. "Fuck" she cursed before getting up and making her way to the medicine closet in the hall. As she retrieved the heating pad from the closet, a funky smell caught wind in the dark hallway. She followed it right to Dylan's door. She could hear him laughing loudly and savagely pressing the buttons of his PlayStation controller.

She opens the door seeing her brother smoking a blunt.

Just as Fezco had earlier that day...

He seemed like a nice guy. This stuff couldn't be too bad, could it? A lot of people seem to do it...

Dylan scrambles to put it out in pure panic, but he was too late. "It's 3 am. What are you doing awake?" She moves across his room to sit on his bed. She shrugs as she holds the heating pad to her stomach. "I have cramps. Can't sleep. Midol isn't doing anything." Dylan looks down at the blunt in his hand. He pushes his arm out to (y/n). "Rue told me it helped her on her period." She sighs the nerves building up. She stares at the blunt in fear. This could make or break her. She would drink from time to time, but it wasn't a habit. "I don't know. I don't smoke. What if I have a bad trip or something?" Dylan stares at his sister, his brows coming together before he laughs, "It's weed, (y/n). Everyone smokes weed. And no one has ever had a bad experience. Just once, come on."

She grabs the blunt inhaling as instructed. Seconds later her lungs fill with smoke and she hacks out the smoke. Cradling her chest as she coughs. Dylan laughs watching the newbie. "Oh, shit." She says sitting up. She pushes her hair back with a smile. "This... This is interesting." Dylan leans back in his chair as he takes another hit of the blunt. "I knew you'd like it! I'm sure Fez would give you a good deal on some bud since you're just starting." Her ears perk at the name. "That guy from the store?" Dylan nods pulling out his phone. "Yeah, I'll send you his snap."

(Y/n) looks down at her phone, debating to send the request to Fez. Butterflies flitter in her stomach as she presses the request button. She locks her phone and tosses her head under the blanket. Only seconds later, the vibration of the phone sounds. One vibration from the phone, then another following it seconds afterward. She flips her phone over to view the bright screen.

Fezco accepted your friend request...

Fezco sent a message...

She slides it open to reveal his message.

Fez: Who dis?

(Y/n): Hey. It's Dylan's sister.

Fez: Wasup, ma?

(y/n): Hey...

Fez: Wasup

(y/n): So... Dylan got me to smoke some weed

Fez: nice. that's what's up

(y/n): he said I should text you if I wanted to get some

Fez: appreciate the support lol come by the store tomorrow. I hook ya up

I bite my lip, reading over the words on the screen. The butterfly's building in my stomach. I wonder how many other girls hit him up for the same thing. Does he always respond the same?

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Showtime

1. 2. 3. 4. 5.

Kensy Bixby, popular, attractive, talented. The youngest child of two Broadway stars, she could have it all. She could have anyone she wanted. What on earth is she doing with a guy like Judd Birch?

~

I pull at the sundress, waiting in the wings to go on for the number. “Hey.” I turn around seeing the dark dressing tents. I turn back around waiting for the cue. “Bixby bitch!”

I spun around fully to see Judd’s outline in the tent. I pull back the curtain, “what are you doing here? This is cast only! You’re going to-“ “shut up, retard.” Judd grasps my hips, gathering the dressing in his hands. He smashes his lips to mine making me forget everything completely. Judd slides one hand up my entire body resting it on the nape of my neck, he applies pressure making my skin shutter under his touch.

“Good luck. You’re gonna need it.” Judd pushes me off and on to the stage. I turn to see the three classmates playing my pretend dads, and then my costar playing my mother. “Hi, mom…” she crosses her arms, “hi.” She motions to the three men, “explain please!”

~

The play went off with a hitch and ended with a bang! The entire audience stood applauding. In the very front, my mother and father stand waving as if the appreciation is for them. My eyes travel into the crowd and in the middle of the rows, Judd and Nick.

So he came?

The entire auditorium empties only leaving a few of the cast members. I rip the crop top off my body, leaving me in my bra. I slide through the rack of clothes looking for my shirt. Suddenly a hand comes out of the rack and grabs my wrist. I gasp tugging it back but the strength overpowers me, pulling me behind the rack. Judd smirks as he lets go of my arm.

“I didn’t know you could sing. It wasn’t that bad.” I narrow my eyes at him, “I feel like your trying to compliment me.” Judd looks away rolling his eyes, “whatever. I’m getting drinks for the party. What do you want?” “Leah told me she was getting wine.” Judd scoffs, “gay ass wine. What do you want?” Is Judd trying to be nice? Going out of his way in the slightest? I shrug, “I’m not a-“ “just fucking tell me, retard.” “Jack.” Judd’s eyes widen before a smirk grows on his lips.

He backs away, but at the last second, he throws a shirt at me, my shirt. “I like that one.” It was an overly worn shirt, faded colors of the nirvana logo living on the threads. “I like the bra too.” I gasp covering myself. I had completely forgotten I was shirtless.

I tug my shirt on and exit the tent. Leah rushes to me in excitement. “You’re coming right?” I nod, “my parents permitted me earlier. I'm yours for the night!” She cheers clinging onto me.

~

I pull into the driveway taking notice of the absence of Judd’s van. Maybe he skipped the party altogether and just provided us with booze. A high school party doesn’t seem his style.

I enter the house following the voices to the kitchen. Nick leans on the counter shooting a finger gun at me, “Kensy, guess we’re partying tonight.” I narrow my eyes, “you’re staying?” “You better believe it! I’m gonna be all big dick boy! High school party in da house!”

Leah places her hand on her forehead pushing out a sigh. “Okay Nick, this is a high school party. These are theater kids like Kensy and me. They’re sophisticated. Like that guy, Daniel…” I roll my eyes at the mention of the stage hog. He almost ruined the performance with his dumb improv.

Nick sways his shoulders, “Oh, Leah likes Daniel!” “Leah will slit your throat.”

From the darkness, Judd enters with a box of wine and two bottles of Jack Daniels. “Nice, third-person threat.” He pushes past me, setting the box on the island.

Connie stomps in. “What the hell does this hunk of man meat expect us to do? We’re quivering over here!”

I lean on the counter, poking my ass out only slightly as my back arches. He glances my way, I toss my hair over my shoulder, “Hi, Judd.”

He gulps and huffs, “sup, Bitch.”

“I got your gay ass wine for you and your gay ass theater friends. Jacks mine. I hope your party sucks.” Judd picks up one of the bottles and moves away from the island. As he rounds the corner, he allows his hand to brush the back of my thighs, right where the ends of my shorts fray. It sends a shiver up my entire body. “I’ll be upstairs, but I’m always listening,” Judd says looking deep into my eyes. He’s always listening? How comforting. Judd smiles at me the entire way up the steps until he vanishes.

Nick grabs a cup holding it out as Leah pours herself some wine. “You think you’re having wine?” “Come on!” “No, you’re not having any.” Nick tilts his head, “Leah, do you want me to be the little brother who tells on his sister?” Leah groans but fills his cup, “fine! You can have a little.”

A gruff chuckle emerges from… somewhere? Judd’s muffled voice comes through, “he’s already got a little… dick.” I cover my mouth chuckling at his joke. Nick looks around in annoyance, “really?”

I look around with confusion, “where is he?”

“I’m in the walls now.” Judd’s voice says from directly above me. I look up seeing the vent and catch his eyes. He stares down at me with a smirk. I grab a cup and pop the lid off the Jack Daniels pouring some in my cup. “Ew, Kensy!” I shrug taking a sip. “Wine is for pussyfoots.” Nick gawks as I down my fist cup, pouring a second. I look up to the ceiling giving Judd a wink.

Let the party begin.

~

I feel so crowded in the middle of this stupid party! I weave my way through the crowd entering the kitchen, my purse hanging on the coat rack. I reach in to retrieve the silver wrap containing the pearled blunt.

Judd hasn’t made any special appearances and I’m bored of these people.

I step out onto the back patio, the pool lamps dimly lighting the backyard. I sit back in the chair under an umbrella, sparking the blunt.

“What the fuck?” I smirk to myself, not turning around. Instead, I hold my arm up offering him the blunt. Not being a dumbass he takes it, puffing on it a few times.

He takes the seat beside me, passing the blunt back. “You roll that?” I nod placing it in between my lips again. Judd places the Jack Daniels on the table sliding it towards me. “I got two for us to share.” I pass the blunt to him, letting my fingers draw a circle on his hand in the process. I take the bottle and remove the top, taking a large swig. “How sweet of you.”

“I knew there was something about you.”

I trade him the bottle for the blunt, a smirk tracing my lips. “Elaborate for me, Birch.” “Kensy Bixby. Rich parents, big house, star of the town, and here you are smoking weed and drinking Jack Daniels.” “That’s pretty obvious, Judd. I’m glad your eyes are working.” “Bitch, shut up. You know exactly what I’m talking about. You hide away.” I slump back, “It’s easier that way.”

Judd grabs my hand, he brings my hand to his lips, kissing each knuckle. “That’s fucking stupid.” He stands up, “I got a bong in my room if you want to match.” He leaves without another word said or received.

I look down at my outfit, my black shorts clang to my hips perfectly, my nirvana shirt tucked in the front. My mother would have a heart attack if she knew I was in this attire. The entire fit cost less than her shoes. She would die!

“Ohh shit! There you are! Honey, honey, how you thrill me!” Nick stumbles out the door singing. “Hey, Kensy! Ohh are you smoking?” I giggle at his drunken state. “I sure am.” He reaches for it, “lemme try.” I scoff standing up out of his reach. “No way!” Nick pouts and tips his cup in his mouth.

“What’s Judd like?” “Ah, he’s fine. He hasn’t killed anyone I know of. Why?” I shrug, “I find him curious.” Nick stares at me, his big mouth forming into a smile. “You like him!”

Oh shit.

I roll my eyes, tossing my hands up, demanding his tale to be false. “Nick listen to yourself!” I pull on the blunt again hoping it would calm my nerves. I was wrong. Nick crosses his arms smirking at me, “you like him.” He sings as he reaches for the blunt again. I pull it away and huff, “maybe.”

Nick squeals fanning his little hands around in excitement. I push past him and walk inside the house being met by Jay. “PARTY WOLF!” He dances around the kitchen with a bottle of cotton candy brandy.

I make my way up the stairs and to the door with a very unwelcoming sign and caution tape. I not even able to know once before the door opens and Judd stands in view. He pulls me into the room with a smirk, “thought you pussyfooted out.” I shake my head grabbing the bottle of Jack. “Nah, just had to get trapped by your brother.”

“He say anything to you?”

“Like what?”

Judd shakes his head, “he’s a perv.” “Or are you jealous, Birch?” He looks up at me with dark eyes. “I’ll beat his little ass.” I take a rip passing it to him.

He walks closer taking the bong in his hand, he sets it behind me on the desk, trapping me between his arms. He stares at me deeply. Reading into my soul.

I break wrapping my arms around his neck and attacking his lips. He lifts me onto the desk crawling down my thighs causing me to moan into his mouth.

He trails down my cheeks, landing on my neck, sucking a deep red splotch in the very center. He pulls back admiring his work. “There. Now they’ll know.” I run my fingers over the tender skin. “Know what?” Judd brings my hand up, kissing my knuckles. “You’re mine.”

Judd leans in peppering my lips with kisses. He lifts me off the desk and leads me to the door. “Go on back. Leah is looking for you.” I narrow my eyes, “how do you-“ “KENSY!” Leah’s drunken voice calls. Judd winks before pushing me out the door patting my butt after making it into the hall.

Did I just become Judd’s girlfriend with no choice? I think I did.

~

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Showtime

Kensy Bixby, popular, attractive, talented. The youngest child of two Broadway stars, she could have it all. She could have anyone she wanted. What on earth is she doing with a guy like Judd Birch?

Judd Birch x OC

1. 2. 3. 4.

~

Kensy POV:

I gasp awake, sitting up in a flash. Ice cold water drenched me. I wipe my eyes seeing my mother holding the now empty glass. “You’re late!” I look at the clock in agony. 4:48 AM. She storms out in a fit. I’m surprised she doesn’t have a wine glass in her hand yet.

Just three weeks until the musical and then maybe I can get some rest. Connie groans as I flip the fluffy duvet off, “didn’t we just fall asleep 20 minutes ago?” I tug on my running shoes without blinking, “3 hours ago actually.” I step onto the machine and get going. I was so tired last night I didn’t even bother changing out of my rehearsal clothes.

Beads of sweat drop onto the treadmill as it comes to a stop. I fall to my knees, my chest feeling like it’s collapsing. Connie puts a cold towel over my shoulders, “I don’t know how much longer I can do this.” I shake my head, “Josh didn’t have it nearly as hard.” I stomp into my bathroom turning on the shower.

“Ya know what always makes you feel good?” Connie rolls up a blunt passing it to me. “Leave 30 minutes early and drive around. You deserve it.” I hug her letting a tear flow, “I love you!”

~

I roll down the windows letting the smoke flow out. Iron Maiden blaring from my speakers, the wind whipping in my hair, my red eyes squinting as my lips curve into a small smile.

I pull into Leah’s and knock on the front door. The door swings open to reveal Leah. “I like this surprise!” She hugs me and tugs me inside. “Kensy’s here!” The Birch family cheers in glee as I enter the room.

“I’ll make you a plate, sweetie.” Diane smiles grabbing a placemat and setting it beside Judd. As I pass behind his chair I slide my fingers across the back of his neck. He watches as I sit down, I nod in his direction, “Good morning!”

Mr. Birch claps his hands, “I just love how positive you are!” I smile waving my hand, “you’re so kind.” I grab my fork digging into my breakfast.

“You two want a ride?” I ask directing it towards Leah and Nick. Nick’s eyes light up as he sprints from his chair to retrieve his bag. “Let me use the restroom and we can go.” I rise from my seat and walk through the living room to the downstairs bathroom. Connie giggles as I pee. “Girl, you have that boy so damn confused on what to do! It’s hilarious!”

I stand, proceeding to wash my hands. I look at myself in the mirror, admiring my butt in my workout shorts, white T-shirt, and a jean jacket. I wanted to pair it with my white scrunchie but I couldn’t find it anywhere!

Tap… tap… tap…

I dart my attention to the wall behind me, where three singular taps sound from. I place my ear up against the wall, “Boo.” A deep voice sounds from deep within. I jerk back hitting the skink. I grip the edge of it for dear life. “What the fuck was that?” I whisper in fear. Connie rushes to the door, “who cares! Let’s get the fuck out of here! Go, go, go!” She pushes me out of the bathroom.

The three of us gather into my car. Nick scrunched up his nose as he buckles in. “It smells funky in here.”

Shit.

Leah looks to me with a smirk, “I didn’t know you smoke.” I shrug, “here and there.” “Wouldn’t your mom kill you?” I toss my head back laughing, “for sure, but she’s an alcoholic. She can’t say much.”

Nick sits up with a smile, “I want to come with you, Kensy!” “NO!” Leah and I shout together.

Nick shoves his head out the window as we pass by a group of kids, two behind Jay and Andrew, his friends.

Nick throws up his hands as he shouts, “look at me! BIG DICK BOY! Riding in the Mercedes Benz, bitches!”

~

I wipe my forehead as I finish the number, Lay all your love on me. The director claps loudly, “perfection! You delivered on your promise, Kensy! I feel the chemistry.” Ashton holds his chin high, he places his hand on my hip. I move away from his grasp.

Connie lays on the ground stretching in her dancewear. “It’s because we ain’t thinking about Ashton! Plus being a great actress helps.” It’s true. The entire rehearsal I imagined Ashton was Judd. It’s the only reason the director even noticed the change!

“Remember! Only three more weeks until opening night! You’re dismissed!”

I gather my things waiting for most of the crew to file out before I leave. I open the doors leading to the parking lot. “That musical is gay.” I jerk my head around to see none other than Judd Birch shaking a can of spray paint, finishing his mark on the side of the school. I cross my arms, “stalking is illegal, ya know.” Judd stands, putting his can in his backpack. He walks closer to me with a blank face, “yeah.” He grabs my chin lightly, tilting my head up, he smirks before pecking my lips one singular time. Then, he turns around leaving me once again, star-struck, confused, and horny. Connie shivers, “damn, this guy is good.”

~

My mother claps with a smile. A smile fueled by red wine. “Beautiful! Ah, I can’t wait to see you on the stage, baby girl!” She pulls my head into her chest. “Run it 7 more times then come inside.” She leaves me in the studio.

I rewind the track starting from the top. I finished letting my hands fall to my knees catching my breath.

The door opens, a figure emerging from the dark. I wipe my eyes, making sure they’re not playing tricks on me. “Judd?”

He strolls in casually nodding his head in my direction. “I knew you were rich but damn.” “What are you doing here?” Judd smirks at me, walking closer. He takes out a lighter and a can of hairspray, “you wanna burn some of your neighbor's bushes?”

Connie shakes my shoulders screaming, “oh my god! This is a date! I’m a weird emo way!”

I let my mouth fall gape, “I don’t know. Won’t we get caught?” Judd shrugs, “Maybe. You wanna go or not, pussy?” I cross my arms, “I’m not a pussy!” Judd chuckles holding the lighter out, “prove it, pussy.”

Oh my god. What am I doing? What is happening?

I snatch the lighter out of his hand, “the Phoenix’s across the street are dicks.” Judd nods, a small smile on his lips.

We stand on the sidewalk in front of my house. Judd starts walking across the road, I follow his lead. The line of crimson fire plated perfectly in their yard shines in the dim light. He tosses me the can and I fumble to catch it. I look at it confused, “what am I supposed to do?” “Hair spray is flammable, pussy.”

Connie holds her own can of hairspray and lighter burning their mailbox to a crisp, she screams with joy as it falls.

I ease the can to the bushes, flick the lighter, and spray the chemicals through the lighter creating a makeshift flamethrower. The leaves of the bushes burn, one bush spreading to the next. Judd laughs watching them burn.

“Hey! You fuckers!” Donny Phonix rushes down his front steps sprinting towards us. “Oh shit.”

Judd drags me away, our fingers locked tightly as we run away. He runs to a van jumping in the driver's seat, I get into the passenger side.

Judd speeds off as a cop car races past us on its way to the Phoenix residence. I laugh loudly, unable to contain the feeling. “Oh, wow!” I rest my head back on the seat.

“You like it?” Judd smiles driving at high speeds. I laugh again, the adrenaline running through my veins. “That was awesome!”

Judd pulls behind a row of buildings in town quickly. He reaches over pulling the collar of my shirt. He sets me in his lap, attacking my mouth with his. He runs his hands over my bare legs, my shorts clinging to my waist. He bites my bottom lip, pulling it out. He holds my waist with one hand, the other against the nape of my neck, keeping me close. I lean down again attempting to get another kiss, but he holds me back. His deep green eyes stare into mine. He strokes his thumb across my cheek. “I’ll take you home.” What? Did I do something wrong? Does my breath stink?

Judd pulls up to my house two blocks away. The cops are gone and the Phoenix family is left grieving over their crisp bushes on the sidewalk.

Judd reaches across my body, opening my door. He smirks, “I’ll see you tomorrow.” I narrow my eyes confused, “you will?” He nods, “yeah. I’m always watching.”

I step out taking a last glance at him, “Bye, Judd.” He smirks widely, “Bye, Kensy.” He stops the gas pedal, burning his tires on the road, and leaving me in the dust.

“He said my name.” Connie bumps shoulders with me, “he also knows where you live. Maybe he’ll climb in the window and have a midnight snack!”

I walk up the sidewalk, opening the gate to my house. I walk in the front, all the lights off, Marvin sat by the door. “I’m sorry I took so long, Marvin.” He shakes his head, “no apologies needed, Ms. Bixby. I’m glad you got to see your friend.”

I glance up at him confused, “my friend?” “Yes. That boy. I caught him walking in the grass. He said he was picking you up to hang out.” I blush and bite my lip. I nod with a smile, “yes, my friend. His name is Judd.”

~

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