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She Don’t Wanna Marry Me

Part 6

Lorraine walked through the shop looking at dress after dress. She couldn’t decide on the type she wanted and even worse her mind kept drifting back to your words to her a few nights ago.

I love you so much more.

Maybe to some, your love for her was obvious, but to Lorraine, it was you who didn’t know how much she loved you.

The number of times she would stare at her phone your contact waiting for her to hit the call button.

The long nights when she would lay wide awake at the thought of you not by her side.

Yes, Lorraine knew you were in love with her there wasn't a time she couldn’t remember you weren’t.

But there had also never been a time when she wasn’t in love with you.

Maybe it began from the day you punched Brian for making fun of her.

Maybe it was the day her dad walked her down the aisle to you.

Or maybe it was the day she had arrived at her university. Something hilarious had happened in her first class and when she looked over her shoulder to where you usually stood, you were nowhere to be found.

All she knew was every night since RJ’s proposal, it wasn’t him she had seen the rest of her life with.

Mindlessly, she grabbed a dress to try on before stepping back out.

She took three deep breaths before looking herself over in the mirror.

A sharp whistle breaks her from her trance.

“Well look at you.” Her heart skips as her brown eyes immediately meet yours through the mirror. You smile at her softly. She’d always loved the way you looked at her and the smile you wore now was one she always felt like was for her and her only.

“What do ya think?” She asked softly swaying back and forth.

“I think” you step closer. “you’re probably the most beautiful bride to grace this shop.”

Heat flooded her cheeks as the shop owner came clapping excitedly, Bobby and Maxine following closely behind.

“Usually I think it’s bad luck to see the bride before the wedding, but the bond between you two-“

She’s quickly cut off by Maxine.

“They’re not getting married. They’re just friends.” Something in the way Maxine said this made Lorraine glare at the girl as Bobby stared at her friend confused. You look down stepping back a bit and clearing your throat.

The once light air is now tense as Lorraine goes to change. Maxine steps closer to you.

“Hey Zuko, since it look like we’re all done…what do ya say to taking me out on a date?” Bobby’s jaw drops, it was no secret Maxine had been attracted to you since they had arrived but the way she was going about it was unusual.

Even the shop owner could see something between you and Church Mouse, so what was she doing?

“Actually Maxine- “

“Y/N.” As always, your attention shifts to Raine. “Do you mind taking me out for a few errands?” You nod turning to Maxine.

“Sorry Maxine, seems Raine needs some help and I was planning on giving her her wedding gift.” She forces a smile.

“Of course.” She says through clenched teeth.

You go to your bike, Lorraine hurrying after.

Bobby looks at Maxine who smirks at the sight of Lorraine getting on the bike behind you.

“The hell are you doin’?!” Maxine laughs.

“Trying to avoid a shit show of a wedding, that girl doesn’t love RJ and Zuko deserves a chance at least.” Bobby furrows her eyebrows as she looks at her friend.

“You have a plan.”

Maxine nods. “I do.”

Bobby looks at her friend. “Just be careful.”

The former girl gives a soft, genuine smile. “Of course, I’ll be needing your help anyway.”

She’s met with crossed arms and an eyebrow raised in skepticism.

“We’re gonna make sure she don’t wanna marry him.”

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She Don’t Wanna Marry Me

Part 5

You wake up groaning and with a bad back.

You crack your neck from side to side waiting for that all too familiar pop before you get up and grab a glass of water and some Tylenol. Once you finish you make your way to your bedroom.

“Raine?” You try not to be too loud as you approach. You’re met with another groan making you chuckle before you gently place the water and pills on the bedside table next to her.

“Take those and I’ll make us some breakfast yeah?” The girl just groans again making you laugh and think back to the first time you’d send her drunk.

14 years old

“I don’t know Raine what if your parents find out?” The smaller girl rolled her eyes.

“They’re out of town and we can get more from the store before they notice it’s gone.” Big brown eyes looked at you accompanied by a small pout.

“Please.”

You sigh twisting open the small bottle full of brown liquor. You take the first swig making the girl smile triumphantly. She danced in her seat before you passed her the bottle chuckling as she winced and coughed from the after burn.

“That’s disgusting.” You laugh taking another swig. “How can you not die after drinking that?”

You shrug swirling the bottle around. “I may have snuck in sips when my mom wasn’t looking. She left bottles open a lot.”

A saddened silence falls over both of you before Lorraine nudges your shoulder.

“Bet I can out drink you.” She grins at you, you grin back scoffing.

“Little ole you? Pfft I’ll

Win this easy. What are we betting on?”

“Loser has to buy dinner?” You smirk internally, already knowing you planned on getting her a slice of her favorite pizza from the corner store down the road. As you always did every Friday.

“Deal.”

Twenty minutes later Lorraine’s small body was leaning against yours barely able to hold her own weight, head on your shoulder as you try to keep her up.

“C’Mon Rainey let’s get you some pizza.”

“Pizza!” She jumps up excited and begins running almost tripping over her own feet before you catch her.

Laughing you pull her back against you to keep her upright.

After finally getting her into your house, your mom nowhere to be found as usual. You gently lay her on your bed.

“You ok Raine?” She hums eyes closed as she smiles.

“Mhmmm.” You catch yourself staring for a moment her slightly red cheeks brushed by long eyes lashes. You brush a finger across her cheek making her hum once again and lean forward. Blearily brown eyes lock onto yours.

“Y/n?” You gulp at the sudden change in atmosphere.

“Yeah Raine?”

“Do you think I’m pretty?”

Your eyes flash down to soft pink lips. “I think you’re gorgeous.”

The smaller girl hums unconvinced before she laughs.

“I think you’re lyin’.”

You stroke her cheek softly making her nuzzle herself further into your bed.

“I am.” Lorraine frowns eyes wide as she stares at you horrified. You lean in a little closer. “I don’t think you’re gorgeous I know you are, but even that isn’t good enough to describe what I really think of you.”

Blunt fingernails slightly dig into the back of your neck. “Swear you mean it?”

Dark eyes bore into yours as you nodded.

“Y/N! I KNOW YOU TOOK MORE MONEY AND MY LIQUOR YOU LITTLE SHIT!”

It’s a flurry of movement as you pick up Lorraine and hid her in the closet. Next to her a kaleidoscope.

“No matter what don’t come out.” You shut it quickly as your mom barged in the room.

Lorraine picked up the toy looking in to find a sky full of stars looking back at her. She didn’t realize she hadn’t moved for 30 minutes until you came to get her.

You came back with a busted lip and a scrape above your eyebrow but still smile at her as if she’s the only thing that matters.

“Come on, let’s get you some rest and I’ll take you home in the morning.”

You brought back to reality by shuffled footsteps. Placing two plates on the table you feed Lorraine then yourself. She lets out a quiet thank you as you two eat in silence.

Lorraine stares for a moment hand reaching out to stroke the scar on your eyebrow. “I’m sorry.”

You furrow your eyebrows at her slowly chewing on a pancake.

“I don’t know why I-“

You chuckle. “It’s alright Raine.”

She shook her head. “No you took care of my drunk ass…again.”

You laugh. “It’s nothing new.”

She tries to hide her smile but fails.

“You know as long as we’ve known each other I’ve never seen you drunk. Why is that?”

You breathe softly through your nose amused.

“Because you can’t carry me home short stack.” She gasps in fake shock.

“Rude.” You smile cheekily at her as you go to stand making her do the same. She backs away slowly as if you’re a lion waiting to pounce.

“Don’t you dare-AHH”

She tries kicking and punching but you have her too high up.

Once you put her down back in her seat safely she giggles.

You get her back home before you start your shift. As always you try to shove away the thought of waking up to brown eyes, freckles and a pretty smile.

Back at the Days after she’d gotten settled in, Lorraine goes downstairs to find Bobby, Maxine and her parents looking at old photos.

Her mom pulls up one of her favorites. It’s you smiling wide with a trophy surrounded by teammates and Lorraine, her parents just a step behind the crowd. But that’s not what catches Bobby’s eye. It’s the brunette next to you. She looks from the girl in the photo to the girl in real life finding the look on her face to be something more. Something she’s not even sure Lorraine has admitted to herself yet.

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She Don’t Wanna Marry Me

Part 4

16 Years Old

“Hey Y/N!” A familiar blonde ran up to you.

“Oh hey Jessie what’s up?” You crossed your arms as you spoke to the girl.

Lorraine quietly stood next to you as your walk home was interrupted.

“Nothin much.” The girl

Giggled twirling her hair. “I just wanted to know if you’d want to go to the Sadie Hawkins dance with me?”

Lorraine’s jaw clenched as she watched your face. She couldn’t tell if you were interested by the way you kept your expression smooth.

“I appreciate the offer Jessie but someone already asked me.”

Both girls eyes widened surprised before Jessie smirked her shy demeanor gone.

“Well I can promise you an extra good time if you go with me.” Her hand went to graze your arm with its fingernails making Lorraine scoff. You glance at the girl offering Jessie a short nod before you led the small brunette on the path home.

Once she was out of ear shot Lorraine let loose.

“Skank.” You barked out a laugh making the girl glare at you.

You raise your hands up in surrender.

“Hey what did I do? I completely agree with you.” Lorraine’s eyebrows furrowed.

You chuckle softly shaking your head.

“You really think I’ll let jezebel take me to the dance?” Lorraine shrugged her feet kicking a small rock as she refused to meet your eyes.

“Well if not her then what about the other girl that asked you?”

You shook your head.

“I turned her down told her I was planning on asking someone else.”

Shiny brown eyes met yours.

“Who?” She asked voice soft and curious as she bit her lip.

“I-“

“LORRAINE!” You let out a heavy sigh as Douchebag Danny came running up to the two of you.

The girl beside you shifted her attention to the boy running towards you. The moment gone the minute he’d stood in front of her.

“Hey..” he huffed trying to catch his breath. Hands on his knees as he bent over feeling as if his lungs were gonna collapse. “Hey.”

Lorraine giggled brushing a piece of her hair back. You felt your jaw clench knowing the tell tale sign of Lorraine crushing on someone.

“Hey Daniel, are you ok?”

The boy scoffed standing up straight still breathing heavily.

“Psshhh yeah I’m fine, better than fine actually I’m great.”

You rolled your eyes as you felt yourself almost puke.

“I heard a rumor that you were gonna ask me to the dance coming up.” Your eyes shot to the girl in question as she blushed, more nervous giggles and hair twirling as she looked up at the boy doe eyed.

“Maybe.” Pearly white teeth grinned at her.

“Well maybe I would say yes.” The girl squared her shoulders and stood taller.

“Will you go to the dance with me?”

“I’d love to go with you.”

You walk ahead giving the two space as they continued to talk. Douchebag following you as he offered to walk her home.

“So I’ll see you tomorrow?” You didn’t look but knew Lorraine was already telling the boy yes.

You walked into the kitchen rubbing daddy’s shoulder as he read a newspaper and gave mama a kiss on the cheek.

“Hey baby how was school?” You shrug grabbing an apple.

“It was ok I’m not that hungry right now is it ok if I just go lay down?” The two looked to you concerned but were quickly interrupted by a squealing Lorraine.

“I got a date to Sadie Hawkins.” Her mom laughed clapping a bit before kissing her daughters cheeks.

“That’s great baby. We’ll go dress shopping this weekend ok?” The girl nodded enthusiastic as her father grunted.

“And what little punk thinks he’s good enough for my Rainey?” The girl almost rolled her eyes at her fathers protective nature. You remained quiet as your grip on the apple tightened and the slight flexing of your jaw increase. Slowly making your way to your room as you wanted to avoid any further talk of the dance.

“Daniel Smith down the street.”

He huffed. “Isn’t he a little old for you?”

“He’s 17 daddy.”

“Oh stop it.” She hit her husband. “He’s a sweet boy his mother and I are in the same book club and he always lends a hand when she needs it.”

“Yeah all boys are sweet at first then they go looking for one thing and the minute they get it-“

“Stop while you’re ahead.” Mrs. Day’s tone was calm but the threat behind her words gave little sense of peace.

His shoulders sagged before he sat up straight again turning to his daughter.

“I want to meet him before you leave and he better have you home by 11.” The girl clapped hugging her father before helping her mother set the table. She noticed only three plates being taken out.

“Is someone not eating?”

“Y/n said she wasn’t too hungry. I’ll leave her a plate in the microwave.” As the trio ate her father broke the silence.

“So did anyone ask her to the dance?”

Lorraine scoffed. “Yeah, the town tramp.”

Her father choked mid bite a hearty laugh following.

“Damn it Raine.”

“Lorraine.” Her mother scolded making the girl shrug at the mixed reactions.

“It’s true. She did say someone else asked but it wasn’t who she wanted to take.”

“Did she ever say who it was?” Lorraine shrugged.

“No idea.”

The next day you were more quiet than usual and as you went to leave, Mrs.Day stopped you.

“Aren’t you gonna wait for Lorraine?”

You shook your head.

“Douc-Daniels gonna get her.”

She nodded. “Would you want me to take you?”

You shook your head already one foot out the door. “I like the walk.”

As you were leaving you almost slammed into the idiot with nice hair.

“Oh hey Y/n is Lori ready?”

You felt your eyebrows scrunch together. Lori?

You shook your head rushing past him.

“Don’t know but I gotta get going.”

This was last week, the dance was in a few days and all but one Day noticed your strange behavior. You were listening to music when Mrs.Day knocked on your door.

“Hey sweetie.” You put your phone down slowly taking off your headphones confused.

“Everything ok?” Mama laughed sitting next to you on your mattress.

“I should be asking you that darlin you’ve been quiet and we haven’t seen much of you.” You shrug.

“Just been busy.” The woman smirked.

“Avoiding Lorraine?” You flush slightly rubbing your neck.

“I’m guessing she was who you wanted to ask to the dance.” You stare slightly embarrassed as you nod.

She gently placed a hand on your cheek brushing some hair back from your face.

“I’m sorry baby.” You shrug again. “But I think you shouldn’t mope around.”

“You’re not mad at me for liking Lorraine?”

The older woman laughed.

“Baby if I got mad at you for that I would’ve hated you since we met.”

You stay silent. “How about we go get you something nice for the dance?”

You shook your head. “I think I’ll pass.”

She nodded as she stood going to her bathroom brushing her teeth as she got ready for bed.

Her husband resting his chin on her shoulder.

“Y/n just realized she likes Raine.” Mr.Day laughed.

“That poor kids been in love with her since they met, we just gotta wait to see if Rainey will catch up.” Her eyebrows shot up.

“You knew?!” He laughed nodding.

“I may not be the sharpest tool

in the kit but I know love struck when I see it.”

“I give it 2 years before they get together.” Her husband grinned.

“I think it’ll take longer than that I give it 5.”

22 Years Old

Mr.Day was quiet as he brushed his teeth, his wife next to him rubbing lotion into her skin.

“Guess we both lost that bet huh?”

Mr.Day chuckled. “I got until the end of this year but yes it’s looking like we were wrong.”

Mrs.Day sighed.

“Is it our fault?”

“Of course not! We can’t dictate her life. It’s better to wait for the right thing then to race for the wrong thing.” She shook her head.

“She’s getting married.”

“She’s engaged, she ain’t married there’s still time for her to figure out what her heart wants.”

“And what if it’s Rj?” At this Mr.Day scoffed.

“Yeah and what if pigs fly?” The back of her hand slapped his shoulder.

“Im serious.”

“And I am too darlin’. Look Raine may take some time but I think a part of her knows RJ ain’t right for her. Im hoping a part of her also knows that while she may not love Y/n she deserves someone who would love her like Y/N would.”

They stayed quiet until Mr.Day broke the silence again laughing.

“You remember Daniel?” His wife finally cracked a smile.

“Such a sweet boy.” Mr.Day laughed.

At the dance she had only talked about you and how she wished you were there with her. Daniel had tried to steer her concentration to them but ended up taking her home early. Their “first kiss” decent but no fireworks. The dates were nice but she’d find herself wishing she were hanging out with you instead. They had tried, going bowling, grabbing pizza, even small walks in the park. This went on for months before Lorraine had decided to end it. She didn’t feel the connection she yearned for.

Lorraine had come in crying she hadn’t stopped to talk to her parents she just ran up to your room pouncing on you the moment she went through the door. Her arms slung around your neck as hot tears met your skin. She was so upset she couldn’t speak. You consoled her and let her take your bed before you snuck out knocking on the boys door and punching him with no explanation.

“I was the one who taught her to punch.” Mr. Day grinned proudly as his wife hit him once again.

Back at your apartment, you had just finished washing up when you heard a sharp knock at your door. You went to open the door and found Lorraine on the other side.

“Raine?”

“So an apartment above the shop is better than our home?”

“What? No I-“

“Did you leave because you didn’t want them to catch you sneaking in girls?”

“What?! Raine-“ the girl stumbled into you. Big baby browns locking onto yours as soft hands stroked your face.

“Or is it because you hate me?” You watched as a light shimmer of tears lined her eyelids.

You grabbed her chin firmly making her breath hitch.

“Now that’s a damn lie Lorraine I could never hate you.” You sniffed and almost gagged at the familiar scent.

“Are you drunk?” Her body sagged against you her head hitting your shoulder as she nodded.

“And you drove here?!” She shook her head.

“I had Bobby drop me off.”

You sighed, picking the girl up bridal style.

She laughed arms going around your neck as she did so.

“You’re my best friend.” You laid her gently in your bed as you went to grab some extra blankets.

“I know.”

“I miss you.”

“I know.”

“I love you.” You stop, looking at her cheesy grin knowing she doesn’t mean it the way you want her to.

It’s only when her soft snoring hits your ears that you realize she’s fallen asleep.

“I love you so much more.” You place a soft kiss on her forehead as you go to sleep in the couch.

Once you throw yourself down you raise one arm behind your head, eyes staring at nothing as you wonder what you’ll do when she marries him.

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Will there be a third part to your story she don’t wanna marry me?

Yes :)

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Is there going to be a "She don't wanna marry me" part 3 or did it end? Please don't tell me it ended 🥲

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WHERE IS PART 3

HERE

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Hey, not to rush you or anything but just wondering how part 3 of SDWMM is going.

I’m sorry for the wait 😭

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need a part three to she don’t wanna marry me I NEED TO FEEL HAPPINESS

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She Don’t Wanna Marry Me

Part 3

8 years old

“Mama says you gots to marry your best friend to be happy.” You nod silent as you and Lorraine sit on the swings of the local park. You kick your feet to go higher watching the other girl struggle. A small pout begins to form making you smile. You jump off the swing running behind her as you begin to push her. Loving the sound of her squealing as she slowly goes higher.

“I love you Y/N!” You say nothing as you continue to push the girl once declaring she’s high enough jumping back on the swing next to her.

Once she gets tired and the usual ice cream truck sings as it arrives you both run. The coins in your pocket jingling as the girl next to you bounces on her heels. As you both tiptoe up to the counter you place the usual 1.75 down and ask for a vanilla ice cream, Lorraine’s favorite.

On the walk back home Lorraine licks away at her cone.

“How come you didn’t get a cone?”

You shrug. You didn’t tell her how that’s all the change you could find at home.

Her small hand grabs yours interlocking her sticky fingers with your clean ones. You grimace but let her continue.

“I know I’ll be happy when I marry you Y/n.”

13 years old

“I’m scared Y/NN.” You give her hand a squeeze making the girl face you.

“You’re gonna do great Raine I’ll be right here with you every step of the way.” She nods.

“You get nervous you just look at me and don’t look anywhere else.” Once more she nods biting her lip.

“I hate speaking in front of people.” You laugh lightly.

“I know but you gotta get used to it if you wanna be a big time author.” She sighed making you step closer and pull her into a hug. You felt her body sag in relief as you rubbed small circles in her back. “Ill be right here cheering you on.”

“Swear you ain’t leaving?”

“I promise I wouldn’t wanna be anywhere else but with you. Now go.”

The girl scurried on stage almost tripping in her haste. The small brunette took a deep breath before she opened her mouth.

You watched entranced as the quiet girl you’ve come to love straighten her posture pushing her shoulders back and plastering a bright smile on her face. Lorraine hated putting on a show but her mother insisted she enter at least one beauty pageant in her life, first to make friends and second to boost her confidence she was scared the girl would be a recluse and become socially awkward. You stood back stage giving the girl a thumbs up as her mother waved from the front row. She’d dressed her as a true southern belle and her talent was to sing. Gone was the silent girl in her place a beautiful singer whose voice seemed to enchant everyone.

You could tell she’d gotten nervous once she looked at the large audience but relaxed the minute her eyes found yours. You offered a smile and even began to lipsynch, her smile grew wider as she knew you hated the song her mother chose for her but still listened to every word at every practice.

You’d spent countless nights going over dance steps and stupid questions, lifting her mood every-time she’d scowl or pout not wanting to do it anymore.

And imagine her surprise when she’d gotten 2nd place not first, thank the lord or she would’ve gone crazy. But she still placed and almost stole the show. You remember the feeling of her running up to you squeezing your neck and planting a fat kiss on your cheek once the show was over. Copious amounts of thank you falling from pink lips as she had not only gained confidence in herself but stepped out of her comfort zone.

15 years old

You pushed the boys face down further in the dirt.

“When a girl says no it means no Jack ass.”

“Y/n! STOP!” But you couldn’t stop, he tried to hurt Lorraine. He leaned in for a kiss and when she pushed him away he grabbed her almost ripping her shirt and still tried to kiss her.

“Y/n, please” she had gotten closer to you lips grazing your ear making you freeze the crowd around you both waiting. You huffed standing up but not before landing one more kick to the boys ribs.

“You stay the fuck away from her. You understand?” A cough and weak nod is all you get. A soft hand grabs your arm dragging you to the nearest bathroom, already washing the blood and dirt from your hands.

“You have to stop fighting.”

“I’ll stop fighting when people stop trynna take advantage of you.” The girl stares at you.

“So you’ll never stop fighting.”

“Exactly.” You crack a smile at her making her lips quiver. She doesn’t want to smile and have you think she condones this behavior but she likes having you as her protector. More often than not she can’t see when people take her kindness for weakness and having you around guaranteed they wouldn’t.

She sighs. “What should we tell mama and daddy?”

“Nothing I’m sure they’ll know before you even make it home.”

She steps closer to you placing a hand on your cheek. You soften a bit at the action making the girl laugh.

“A big ole teddy bear I swear.” You scowl stepping menacingly toward the girl making her back up. “Hold on I-“

You pick her up and swing her over your shoulder already running towards her house.

“PUT ME DOWN!”

22 Years Old - The Engagement Dinner Party

You were surprised how many old friends and family came up to you for a hug and wanted to catch up. You didn’t realize how long it had been since you’d been part of family functions after the birthday disaster you were sure everyone had written you off. A small body plopped next to you on the couch huffing.

“Are you as tired as I am?” Soft bleary eyes and a wide smile greeted you. She was drunk you could tell by the slight gloss in her eyes but she usually-

Her head hit your shoulder as her small hands began roaming your arms and chest. Never mind she’s very much drunk. She always got touchy whenever she had too much to drink.

“Yeah.” You said softly you pat her hands to her lap making her pout.

She went to put her hands back on you but Maxine plopped herself in between you two. Her and Bobby were watching from afar. Bobby sat next to Lorraine smiling softly almost apologetic but she knew Church Mouse was getting a little more touchy than usual.

“So mouse we just heard from your mom that you’re a singing beauty queen?” Maxine was casually running her hand down your forearm a small chuckle leaving you at Bobby’s question.

“They don’t know?” Lorraine looked to you glaring playfully until her eyes landed on her friends hand.

“No.” She muttered harshly. Your eyebrows furrowed confused making the smaller girl feel bad. It wasn’t your fault her friend was hanging off you. “I’m not as good a singer as Y/N though.”

You flush at the change of conversation.

“You sing Zuko?” Another chuckle left you at the nickname.

“Nah Raineys lying.” Said girl stuck her tongue out at you as her mom intervened.

“Of course she can sing,” she laughs.

You got lost in brown eyes and a constellation of freckles, a soft click in the background bringing you back.

Mrs.Day placed a kiss on your cheek laughing.

“It’s a miracle you didn’t have girls banging down the door.”

“Don’t speak too soon Mrs.Day I might just be Danny’s first and last groupie.” You looked over to get a wink and flirty wave from Maxine. Bobby laughed.

“I won’t lie I might fight you for her too.” You blushed as Lorraine laughed placing both arms around your neck.

“She only sings for me.” Her mother smirked at the possessive behavior as did Bobby.

You laugh once again prying Lorraine away.

“I think it’s time I get going.” Lorraine was once again pouting before she tilted her head to the side.

“What do ya mean? You’re home.” Mrs.Day cleared her throat.

“Sweetheart Y/N moved out about a year ago.” Her eyes widened as she turned to you abruptly.

“What?! Why?!”

You just shrug as Mrs.Days eyes get a little cloudy, her husband and his father finally coming in the room.

“How’s it going honey?” He places a soft kiss on his daughters forehead before wrapping a thick arm around his wife.

“I was just telling Lorraine that I’m heading out Mr.Day” The man nodded, the formality still leaving a quiet sting but he understood.

“You ok to get home?”

“Yeah no worries Mrs.Day I made sure not to drink too much.”

Lorraine watches you walk off before turning to her father.

“What did you do?”

The older man furrows his eyebrows at her.

“Don’t take that tone with me right now Lorraine, you’ve had a few glasses we can talk about this in the morning.” The younger girl huffed.

“We wouldn’t have to if y/n was here-“

“I think it’s time we all head to bed. Girls you can share Lorraine’s room or use Y-the guest bedroom.”

Lorraine scoffed stomping up to her room, Bobby and Maxine following shortly after.

“You alright Mouse?”

“She wasn’t supposed to leave. She belongs here with us.”

Maxine watched the girl carefully. “Maybe she got tired of waiting Mouse.”

“She promised to never leave.”

Bobby decided to chime in as well. “Did she promise to never leave the house or did she promise to never leave you?”

“Hey Lorraine I got a question..” the room grew quiet it was rare Maxine addressed anyone by their actual name.

The girls were met with silence nothing but the sound of quiet snores meeting their ears after a few minutes.

They turned off the light heading to the guest room.

As soon as the door shut brown eyes popped open staring out the window, mind racing as she thought about her best friend.

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Hi. I loveee your writing. Would it be possible to be included in your taglist, if you have one...? Thank you <3

My page is an absolute mess that I have to fix soon so yes I will have a Taglist ready and if anyone else wants to be added be sure to comment this post please and thank you :)

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So feel free to ignore this or take your time writing this. Tho I was wondering if I could request Camila x fem reader.

Where R was also arrested. Since R had been living with Camila and her mom cause Rs dad kicked her out when she turned 18 for being gay. So R and Camila have been dating since their sophomore year. Maybe R also knows Spanish cause, Camila taught her.

That aside maybe when they get arrested. When Camila makes her first appearance fighting the officers. She was also yelling for R cause they just separated them. R gets taken to the old folks' home with JP's sister Lily. But instead of R getting drugged like Lily. Since Eddie or James (I think that was his name) took a liking to R.

R gives golden retriever vibes but is calmer maybe. Idk maybe when Camila gets to the old folks' home she sees R but still can't get to her cause of Eddie or James. R ends up stealing the keys to their ankle monitor and sneaks to Camila's room that night. After reuniting they become almost inseparable.

They have their sweet moment that turns into a heated make-out session. R also ends up telling Camila that something isn't right about this place. R tells her that everyone she came in here with is gone. They just slowly started to disappear. Camila doesn't take it to heart but keeps it in mind. Then when everything starts she sees what Rs talking about. They investigate with Big Mac and Micah. R and Camila talk about protecting one another. When R tells her she's scared. R gets taken before Camila. Camila starts to freak out when you don't show up for lunch the next day. Then that night when she's trying to pick her ankle monitor so she can go look for you. Big Mac gives the key. Our girl gets caught. R and Camila reunite again.

From there, I have no idea what to do. Maybe they kiss idk but if you read this far thank you and sorry for this being so long. There are just like NO Camila fics.

I tried to follow your request but also keep it cannon as possible I hope you like it (bites nails)

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Home (Camila Montes X Reader)

“Get Out!”

You were tossed on the small lawn in front of your house, your father standing above you seething and throwing a suitcase next to you clothes scattered everywhere.

“Where am I supposed to go?”

A car slowly came to a stop as a familiar face from school peaked at you.

Your tears were endless as you looked to your mom for help. She simply shook her head stepping back into the house, before she came back out your journal clutched tight in her hands. You glanced at the book and her, eyes widening in mortification at what she could’ve read. Your deepest thoughts were laid bare in that book: every good day, bad day, significant event, such as you realizing your crush on your long time best friend and many others to follow. You wondered why you’d get so upset when they’d discussed their crushes on boys or when they’d talk about first kisses.

“Mom..” you spoke shakily a hand raised and before you knew it that same hand smacked you. Leaving behind a sharp sting. Her eyes were watering as if she were the one in pain.

“We won’t have you in our house with these disgusting thoughts.”

She tossed the book at you and went back inside her husband following. You sniffled calmly picking up your clothes and throwing them in your suitcase.

“Mija que esta sucediendo?”

“Espera mama.”

Platform boots came into your line of vision and you found yourself looking up into the brown eyes of your classmate.

Camila Montes was notorious for her explosive attitude.

She’d sent a boy to the hospital just because he was staring at her on her first day.

To see her standing before you at the moment worried you. According to most that knew her, (not any friends she didn’t do friends) she was a “cold hearted bitch”.

“You good?”

You gulp trying to fight back more tears as you nod beginning to scramble quickly when you hear another noise come from your home. No, not your home anymore your mother and father made sure the whole neighborhood knew this.

Camilas dark eyes glanced to the house, her car and then you. Her mother watching with interest as she knew her daughter had a tendency to keep to herself. She felt a smile form when she watched as the teenager helped pick up your clothes.

“What happened?” Her voice was gruff as if she were trying not to yell.

“I uh..” you took a deep breath. “I just got kicked out of my house.”

The girls eyebrows furrowed she knew better than to ask anything else, everyone had seen exactly what happened. She picked up the suitcase and tilted her head towards her car.

“Come on.” You stood quickly confused as she took your suitcase to her car placing it in the back seat. You sat down quietly as the older woman began to speak.

“Quien es?”

“Y/n mami”

Camilas eyes shift to yours through the rear view mirror. You sat quietly confused as to why she was telling your mother your name and how she knew it.

“Ella necesita un lugar para quedarse”

Before you knew it, you were bought to a small house Camila going around to assist her mother. You stood by the car unsure of what to do making the girl roll her eyes.

“Come on I already have my hands full, I don’t have time to hold yours.”

You follow and help her get her mom sat down on the sofa in the living room.

“Gracias Nina linda.” She patted your cheek eyes closing as she went to put her head back and rest a moment.

“She said thank you pretty girl.”

You jump forgetting she was there with you.

“You can put your stuff in my room, and sleep on the futon,” she turned abruptly looking up to you slightly finger raised.

“But don’t touch my shit you’re not special.”

You nod following and placing your suitcase to the side. You went to take a shower.

Camila waited until she was sure you were in the bathroom to snoop through your wallet she’d opened it to find your ID, a few bills, and a small picture of an older woman with a young girl sitting on her lap. She looked closer at the date squinting before she looked at her phone.

When she heard the shower shut off she put everything back where it was and went to tend to her mother.

“Mami?” Her mom snored from her spot making the girl smile a bit, she kissed her forehead placing the blanket over her.

After you showered and gotten dressed you followed the path to the kitchen smelling food. You were surprised to find Camila standing by a few containers of food and a small box.

“They didn’t have a lot of options since it’s late but..” painted nails pulled back the lid and revealed a small cake. You looked to the girl surprised.

“How did you-“ She scoffed.

“You’re seriously gonna ask questions right now?” You gulp nodding and sit down the both of you eating in comfortable silence. Camilas mom walking in with a cane.

“Mami-“ the older woman cut her off with a wave of her hand before she lit a candle and placed it on the cake as she began to sing

“Cumpleanos Feliz”

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You’d been at Camilas for a few months. Her mother adored you and was determined to teach you Spanish, Camila herself was a lot nicer than she was at school. Still stoic most times but she was helpful and considerate without thought. She had gotten you a job at the bodega and helped make the futon more comfortable, it almost felt like home.

Her mother would sometimes speak a lot faster in Spanish whenever Camila was around smirking each time her daughter would dismiss her or change the subject.

“What Camila it’s true are you really going to defend that Fag-“ the sound of a body being slammed to the lockers.

“If I were you I’d shut the fuck up.” You ran to see a crowd forming in the hallway, Camila holding your old “friend” Gabby against the locker. You cautiously walked up placing a hand on Camilas shoulder.

“Camila come on I don’t want you to get in trouble.” The other girl laughed.

“Is that why you’re defending her?” She turned her head to you. “News flash Camilas just a hopped up slut who’ll-“

Everyone gasped at the sound of a punch being landed but it wasn’t Camilas hand it was your.

“Oh shit.” You whimpered shaking your hand. You didn’t mean to punch her but you didn’t like how she was talking to Camila, she wasn’t a slut she was nice and took you in when you needed help without question.

You were in the nurses office getting your hand wrapped as Camila sat nearby. Luckily Gabby was also 18 and there were witnesses that stated she instigated the fight, the principal decided detention after school would be the best punishment for you.

Camila stood up to look at your hand. Her dark eye liner making her brown eyes even deeper somehow.

“I could’ve handled it.”

You shrug.

“You’re not a slut, even if you sleep with everyone in town that’s your business.”

“I haven’t, that rumor started because I was stupid enough to sleep with ONE guy after I broke up with my girlfriend.” You nod.

“Kind of makes me feel better not liking men.” You joke weakly. The girl smiles slightly at you nudging your shoulder.

“I’ll see you later yeah?”

You got back to Camilas late, her mom on the couch watching some new telenovela.

Camila already filled her in that you’d be late.

“Tu comida esta en la estufa.”

“Gracias senora Montes.” She smiled happy you were learning but quickly frowned.

“Solo llamame mama o mami por favor.” Your eyebrows furrowed you knew parts of what she said but not all of it.

“SHE SAID CALL HER MAMI OR MAMA!” You nod.

“Mama.” She smiles patting your cheek and shooing you to the kitchen.

Camila sat at the table eating a plate already ready in front of her.

“Thank you.” You said softly sitting across from her.

“QUE?!” Her mom yelled. You both laugh.

“Gracias Camila.” Her mom cheered going back to her show as the two of you ate in silence.

It was late for some reason and you couldn’t sleep.

And apparently neither could Camila.

“Y/n?” She whispered.

“Yeah?” A soft hand grabbed yours making you sit up as you were dragged to her room.

She shut the door behind you gesturing towards her bed.

“You couldn’t sleep either?” She shook her head one of her hands inching towards yours.

Your eyes scanned her head to toe. Her usual make up gone nothing but freckles and fair skin covered by a giant t-shirt.

Her hand slowly made its way to your shoulder making you shiver.

Dark eyes searched yours before leaning in.

“GET DOWN!”

“Y/N!” There was glass everywhere a sharp sensation on the back of your skull.

“Y/N!” You struggled against the strong body against you as you watched Camila kick and scream. Her mothers voice also ringing out in the distance.

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“So I either go to the nursing home or go to jail for being an accomplice to an accomplice to an “illegal” immigrant?”

You tilted your head at the lawyer who hummed.

“I know it’s hard but if you cooperate you’ll free not only Camila but her mother as well.” You bit your lip looking at the pamphlet. You owed them everything, working with the elderly was the least you could do.

“Ok I’ll do it.”

After a series of questions and a long drive in a school bus, you’d finally made it to the nursing home. Next to you a curly haired girl with glasses.

“I’m Lily.” She whispered.

“Y/n.” You whispered back offering a small smile, it dropping as a man in the corner looks to you intently. “Is it just me or is that guy staring?”

Lily subtly looks around the room before her eyes land on James. “No girl he’s staring at you real hard, be careful.”

You nod.

It feels almost like prison with how the cycle works. You eat, work, sleep and repeat. For some reason you’re the only one who can remember going to bed and what day it is. The other three besides Lily really don’t talk much. James seems to be nice though always having you help with simpler tasks and even bringing you things that only the staff have access to.

You try to take comfort in seeing some kindness here but you find yourself constantly missing a certain brunette wondering if she’s ok and if she was going to do what you thought she was that night in her room. You look to see Lily being taken somewhere and go to follow only to be stopped once again by James.

“You should get back to the garden, the new groups coming in and we need the hall cleared for the tour.” You nod as he puts his arm around your shoulder leading you away.

Camila steps off the bus and into the building eyes scowling at everything in sight until they widen at the sight of familiar hair.

“Y/n?” She goes to walk towards you but is quickly stopped by another guard. He points back to the group and moves them further into the hall.

It’s when you get to the garden and look around you see none of your group with you. Shyly you ask James if he knew anything of this but the man just redirects your attention to another task at hand. It’s when his walkie talkie goes off that there’s an issue in the cafeteria that runs him off. You looked down seeing a flash of silver smiling, you make sure no one notices by pretending to tie your shoe.

It’s late, it smells weird and Camilas pretty sure some of the old people next door are getting freaky either that or dying, she rolls her eyes to herself. She can’t sleep as she thinks of you and her mother, praying you’re both safe. The group she came with, misfits at best, weren’t horrible. Micah seemed decent she supposed, JP obviously having the biggest hard on for her, Chris was a pussy and Big Mac was just an idiot, an entertaining idiot but still an idiot.

A quiet knock shook her from her thoughts and she almost stayed in her bed until she heard it again. She got up to toeing to the door swinging it open.

“Y/n?” A small smile makes it way to your face as you look at her in the shorts and tank top provided by the facility.

“Cam-“ your relief was short lived as your dragged into the room. You’re pulled into the room abruptly by the collar of your shirt.

“What are you doing here?” You both ask at the same time.

You laugh softly. “They told me if I cooperated that they’d let you and your mom go.”

She scowled crossing her arms. “They told me the same thing.”

“I’m glad you’re ok though.” The shorter girls eyes softened as she uncrossed her arms. “I was worried about you.”

Dark brown eyes continued to stare at you and you felt a lump begin to form in your throat.

“How’d you find me?”

“Would you believe me if I said I went knocking on every door down this hallway?” Camila continued to stare at you as you rubbed the back of your neck.

She stepped closer to you. “So you turned yourself in for a girl you met a few months ago, risked getting caught sneaking around to find her in the same place not knowing what might happen after?”

You flush a bit. “Well when you say it like that it sounds crazy.”

She deadpans. “It is.”

You laugh. Damn I missed her. A hand on your shoulder brings you back to reality. Those same brown eyes flicker from your eyes to your lips then back again. Unconsciously, you both lean in, you dipping slightly to help her reach. Soft plush lips press to yours softly at first before they grow in intensity. Short black fingernails dig into your shoulders as you place yours around her waist, hands grazing the exposed skin eliciting a soft moan. You feel yourself stumble as you’re pulled more towards the bed, Camilas hand reaching back until she feels the soft surface.

She turns pushing you on the bed aggressively. The mattress spring making you bounce a bit. She wastes no time climbing on your lap as you sit up, hands greedy to feel more of her as they travel up her back. Hers tugging your hair as your lips slide against one another. It’s when her tongue licks your lips begging for entry that your breath hitches. You both groan when there’s another knock on her door she signals for you to stay as she goes to answer.

JP stands at the door smile on his face as he wiggles his keys.

“Employee swim?”

Camila tilts her head. “Didn’t take you for the bad boy type…” she pauses “I wonder why or should I say who?” She quirks an eyebrow.

The boy sputters.

“I’m just kidding bro, I get it. She’s hot if she were into girls I’d hit that.”

You felt yourself slowly start to stand up. Maybe this wasn’t a good idea you winced.

“Then again maybe I could change her mind.”

Definitely a bad idea. You look around to see if there’s another way out of her room but sigh when you see it’s only the door you sit at the desk and wait.

You hear more laughter before the door closes. You stand as Camila makes her way back to the bed.

“So where-“

“I think I should go.” Her eyebrows furrow.

“Wait what I thought-“ You quickly make your way to the door.

“Yeah I’m tired anyway but it was good seeing you.” The door slams shut making Camila huff.

What the fuck just happened?

As you make your way back you see Micah following JP and Big Mac to the pool. Your eyes widen as you realize you haven’t seen your group in a week and Micah is the last person you spoke with. You quickly turn back to Camilas room knocking urgently. She opens the door glaring.

“What? You gonna throw mixed signals again?”

“Shut up and listen. Everyone in my groups disappeared, everyone except me and Micah.”

“…Micah came with us.”

“Exactly somethings wrong here, Lily and I would stay close but one day she asked a question and I just haven’t seen her. I thought maybe they were just keeping us separate but-“

“Y/N! Relax it’s an old folks home you’re just being paranoid what if Micah has family too and they just look alike?”

“With the same name?”

The girl shrugs. “I think you’re looking too deep into it.”

You scoff. “Fuck it, good luck with the white girl I hope you get to “hit that”.”

You slam the door once more putting the keys in your drawer after getting to your room the ankle bracelet secured the minute you crossed the threshold.

Camila lays down agitated. At you, at this place, and especially at JP for interrupting. All because he wanted to impress Micah.

It’s in the garden when they find a mark on Camilas neck.

“What’s that?”

“Hey watch it creep!” JP rolls his eyes before Big Mac helps.

“There’s something on your neck girl.”

“Something weirds going on.” JP catches sight of something familiar.

“Hey Greta, you know my sister loved making those too..” the woman begins to freak out making James and another staff member step in pushing aside JP who clutches the forgotten cootie catcher between his fingers. Big Mac appearing next to him.

“Yeah definitely something weird.”

Camila looks around the garden, the pool, and the cafeteria before she finds you in the common area helping someone play bingo.

“Y/N!” You spin to her in surprise eyes going over her to make sure she’s ok before going back to the task at hand.

“What camila?” She sits next to you attempting to control her breathing.

“You we’re right somethings going on and-“

“Great I was right!” You smile sarcastically. “You can go now.” The girl stares at you incredulous.

“We have to get out of here-“ she whispers urgently.

“So now you want to listen to me.” You scoff. “Look Camila I did this for you and your mom I can’t go, I have nowhere else I belong.”

You lower your voice to whisper. “The ankle monitor key is in my drawer room 10. Take it and run.”

You sit back up with a smile and return to stamping bingo slots for the man next to you.

Camila stared for a moment. “Y/n-“

James appeared next to placing a strong hand on your shoulder.

“Everything ok here y/n?” You nod and smile politely.

“Yeah James I was just telling Camila they could use more hands in the cafeteria.” He smiles back at you before sneering at Camila.

“Well?” She gets up huffing.

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A weird bird sound hits your ears before a big man drops from the ceiling.

“You y/n?”

You nod eyes widening as he shows the key you only told Camila about. “Camila said I can only trust you.”

“Where is she?” You sit up.

“I cant find her or JP.”

“Ok we need a plan.”

“Right. But first things first….you single?”

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James laid unconscious on the floor by your feet as you snuck further into a testing lab. A quiet whisper yell filling the room.

“Camila?”

“Camila!” A small groan responds you find her strapped to a bed next to the nice elderly woman Greta. The longer you’d stare at her the more familiar she’d look.

“Y/n?” You turned back to the small girl clutching her had and looking over her features they hadn’t gotten to her yet. You tugged off the restraints as she went to help the girl.

“Lily you have to wake up.”

Lily? You looked again feeling your eyes widen, the boy was her brother JP. You almost smacked your forehead not realizing you should’ve made the connection sooner.

“What a shame.” James limped towards you. “I really did like you Y/n, we still have a chance to make this right between us.”

You yelled running towards him trying to tackle him he hit you in the back making you fall to the floor in a heap. He went to inject you with a needle when Camila jumped on his back. Lily in a wheelchair looking for a nearby weapon. She tossed you a bed pan as you got back up. James throwing Camila off him, when he turned you smacked him across the face with the metal.

“We gotta go.”

The doors opened revealing Big Mac and a giant group of old people.

“LETS GO!”

You, Lily and Camila went to find JP and Big Mac distracted the guards and find an exit. You all stopped when you’d seen him tied to a chair being circled by Micah and Eddie (the founder of the nursing home). Around you were meat grinders and body bags, you felt yourself grow nauseous as you realized what was actually being put into the meat.

“And this is why I’m a vegan.” You gave a dirty glare to Camila as you tried to find a way to help JP. She shook her head at herself. “You stay with Lily I’ll help JP.”

“No!”

“Yes.”

“No”

“Yes”

“No”

“No”

“Yes! FUCK Camila why can’t you just-“

Soft lips pushed into yours once more before the girl took off towards Eddie, you followed after when you saw Micah reaching for her. Lily slowly rolling to get JPs ropes loose.

Eddie had tossed Camila aside breaking your concentration. Micah took advantage and tased you. She knelt by you a small sadistic smirk on her face.

“You were right Camila is cute too bad you won’t live to ask her out.”

A body slammed into her pushing her onto the meat grinder. As she went to get up her hair got caught on the belt.

“EDDIE!” The man in question was in no better predicament. Lily not only released her brother but a pent up Chris who was sitting in a cage ready to be the next burger for Dennys. Chris slammed himself and Eddie onto the belt wrapping his legs around him and holding him still as he ripped out his throat. The sound of the trios bones and flesh permeating the factory.

You walked over to Camila who was grabbing her side.

“You good?” The angry teen gave you a grin as she pulled you into her for another kiss. it took a moment before you finally responded but once again got interrupted by JP.

“Not to cockblock but we should probably get out of the old people meat kitchen.”

You both nod exiting the facility and meeting up with Big Mac.

“MAMA WE MADE IT!”

You look down to Camila who shakes her head at him. You dip down to place a kiss in her cheek making the girl smile and look up at you.

“Let’s go home mi amor.”

“Oh shit y’all lesbians?”

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Hi. Can you do one with Amber x fem reader x Tara, pls?

Where the three of them are dating for months.

Wes started to bully the r and he told her to stay away from Tara (because we all know that he like her) but once Wes take it too far w the bullying and the r ended up at the hospital w a broken leg.

The only one who knows about the r being at the hospital was Chad (he's the r best friend). The r didn't told anything to her gfs because she was scared of them being mad about not telling them about the bullying from Wes.

Idk something cute like Amber or Tara picking her up and carrying the r around the school or classes while the other one is pushing the wheelchair. But noticing that something was off w the r when Wes returned to their friend's group (like they're all sitting at the lunch table at school and when the reader notices that Wes was coming, she scoots away panicking from Tara)

When Amber and Tara find out the truth they decided to confront Wes.

Idk something cute at the end?

“Pssst nerd.” You faced the front of your class trying your best not to pay her any attention. “Psssssssssst.”

“Miss Freeman is there a problem?” The teacher drawled.

“Actually yes Mr.Lewis my girlfriend isn’t paying any attention to me.” She smirked. The class laughed right as the bell rang making the teacher groan in annoyance.

“Read chapter 7 for the quiz next week. Amber since it’s the end of the class and the school day I will let you off with a warning. Please refrain from disturbing my class for your girlfriend…again.”

The dark haired girl smirked once more before picking up your book bag and planting a kiss on your cheek.

“Hello love.” She whispered softly making you grin.

You glanced to see the teacher not paying attention and gave the girl a soft kiss on the lips.

“Did you really have to interrupt class to say hi?” She shrugged cheesing.

“Don’t know guess you’ll have to find out next class.”

You both laugh heading down the hall to meet up with the rest of the group. Ambers usual scowl coming back on as she glared at anyone looking her way. You both came to a shop at the door groaning as you saw Tara still in her seat next to Wes. Your annoyance towards the teacher for not releasing class yet and Ambers towards the bleach blonde who was leaning too close to Tara.

“Mommy’s boy really needs to take a hint.” You side eye Amber warily knowing her temper can sometimes get the best of her. You grabbed one of her hands running soft circles on the back making the girls tense posture relax. The door was slammed open as students began to run out. Tara stopping in front of you and Amber dimples on display as she smiled at the sight of you.

“Hey babe.” Amber leaned down giving the girl a kiss before she turned towards you brown eyes shining.

“Hi baby.” She stood slightly on her toes kissing you making Wes scowl. Everyone knew of the boys not so secret crush on Tara and his delusion of her someday developing feelings for him. It was actually thanks to him that Tara had given you a chance.

The smaller girl was wary of you at first. She felt you were too quiet at times and slightly intimidating but one day Wes got too close after school when Amber wasn’t around so you’d stepped in getting her away from him just in time. She found herself drawn to your soft nature and asked to hang out after school. It was during some random movie that she gathered the courage to kiss you. Her girlfriend was in the kitchen when she did so and when she’d come back out you’d gotten the opposite of what was expected. With a quiet “Thank God” Amber had pulled you in by the collar of your shirt and kissed you too.

This was 4 months ago and still going strong your relationship was better than those around you and was quite the scandal around school. Your friends hadn’t been as accepting but luckily Amber and Tara’s group welcomed you with open arms all except Wes who had little choice in the matter.

You were brought out of your thoughts by Mindy who’d looped her arms around yours and Ambers necks.

“Movie night at our house you guys in?” You both looked down to Tara. In public it may have seemed you both were in charge but the truth of the matter was that Tara word was law for the three of you. She knew how to calm you both down, always found a solution to any problem and she had you both wrapped around her finger. She nodded slightly making the both of you turn back to Mindy.

“Sounds good.” Mindy nodded running towards her car.

“BRING LIQUOR AND NOTHING CHEAP!” You all laughed as you went to the nearest liquor store.

Three movies endless junk food and a few bottles of cheap wine, you stumbled to the bathroom. Amber was too busy arguing with Mindy to notice you slip away as Tara’s head rested on her shoulder eyes shut as she’d slowly fallen asleep.

You had just finished washing your hands when you went to exit the bathroom a familiar head of hair coming into view.

“Oh sorry Wes-“

“You guys are fucking freaks you know that?” His words were slurred most likely due to the four bottles of beer he’d chugged earlier.

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me your relationship is nothing more than some weird experiment. Tara deserves an actual relationship with one person.” You laughed moving past him.

“You’re drunk Wes go home.” He shakes his head scowling as you go back to your girlfriends. He watched as you sat on the couch stroking Tara’s hair as she curls into you ambers arm also around her sometimes placing light kisses on her forehead or cheeks. He felt his anger grow as she’d open her eyes and look to the both of you in adoration.

It was disgusting.

On Monday you had gone to school as normal only Tara had a dentist appointment this time and Amber went to take her. You were heading to your next class when you felt a harsh shove. You stumbled down the steps people moving aside so they wouldn’t fall with you. A harsh snap following making everyone gasp and stare as you cried out in pain. Your eyes were clouded with tears but you knew you’m saw bleach blonde tips in the crowd. A small smirk on the boys lips. It was as you were being loaded on the gurney that he faked a look of concern before leaning in close to whisper.

“Stay away from Tara.” When he’d pulled away the picture perfect look of innocence.

“Feel better Y/n!”

Asshole.

You were on the hospital bed being pumped full of morphine when your best friend Chad came in.

“Holy shit” He ran up to hug you, being mindful of the IV. “Are you ok?”

You stared at him.

“Right dumb question. What happened?”

“Chad..” you took a shuddering breath in. “Wes pushed me. He did this.”

Chad looked doubtful. “Wes?”

You nod. “Last weekend at your place he was talking shit and I didn’t take him serious but he doesn’t like my relationship with Tara.”

Chad still looked skeptical. “I don’t know Y/N Wes is a goodie two shoes I can’t see him pushing you on purpose, plus his mom is the sheriff.”

You clenched your jaw knowing this would get you nowhere. Amber stormed in with Tara trailing behind her.

“What the fuck happened?”

“Are you ok?”

You smiled slightly at the sight of your girlfriends. It fell the minute you caught sight of him with the rest of your friend group. You’d turned your cheek when Tara went to kiss you. Making it seem like you were just in pain. The two fussed over you as the rest of the group stayed to talk for a bit. Mindy was the first to sign the temporary cast as Liv followed suit adding her own “personal touch” (she’d found stickers at the gift shop downstairs)

When you were released the two girls refused to let you leave their sights. Amber more protective than usual and Tara was extremely attentive it both wanted your heart and gave you anxiety. They’d each taken turns pushing you in a wheelchair around their houses. They’d both insisted that crutches would make it more difficult for them to cuddle you. At home Amber would lift you upstairs and get ready for bed the two girls on each side of you. Tara cooked breakfast and tried showing extra affection becoming slightly disheartened each time you seemed to distance yourself from her. Amber had taken notice too when she’d given you affection there was no issue but you now flinch at the slightest touch from Tara. The smaller girl looked to her other girlfriend for guidance but neither knew what to make of it.

It was your first day back at school during lunch that Amber had realized the possible reason for your odd behavior.

You were all at the table eating and laughing when Wes had come to join. You already had been somewhat distant with Tara but you seemed to curl into yourself whenever the boy was involved. Your usual witty remarks became less and less, you were becoming even quieter than when they’d first met you.

You scooted slightly away from the brunette and began to pick at your food not speaking unless spoken to directly. Amber got closer to you.

“Babe are you not hungry?” You shrug as Tara overhears.

She places a hand on your thigh gently. You go to move but Amber holds you in place. She watches your eyes shoot to Wes, to Iess observant eyes everything would seem normal but she saw the way Wes’ eyebrows furrowed in anger and the fear in yours.

That night they’d taken you to Tara’s you’d asked if you could sleep alone. Amber and Tara were slightly hurt but respected your space just downstairs if you needed anything.

“It’s not you.” The freckled girl looked to her girlfriend confused. “Y/n still loves you, I think Wes might have something to do with her behavior.”

Tara blanched. Wes? Sweet quiet Wes who does nothing but love his mom and play video games. She thought back to see if he’d had any changes in behavior. He had seemed more confident around her always getting slightly closer than usual whenever Y/N was around and when they were alone he was a lot more open with his flirting. She nodded.

“We need proof.” Amber sighed.

“I have an idea that none of us will like.”

.

Tara was home mentally preparing herself as Amber hid in the closet. She had texted Wes to come over as she needed to talk to him.

Not five minutes later the doorbell rang.

“Hey Tara are you ok?” The girl took a deep breath remembering the speech her and Amber had come up with.

“No it’s Y/N I don’t think she loves me anymore.” Wes almost smiled but quickly put his hands on Tara’s shoulders.

“You’re so beautiful and sweet If she can’t see that she doe No sn’t deserve you. Neither does Amber.”

Amber huffed out a breath quietly.

Fucking weasel.

“I just feel like ever since she fell she’s changed. She doesn’t even look at me anymore.”

“I see you Tara I’ve always seen you.” The boy leaned in making Tara push him gently back.

“Wes I’m still in a relationship.” He sighed out angrily.

“Tara can’t you see I’m better for you? Were meant to be together, we have the same classes, the same interests, that’s why I pushed her she was in our way.”

“I’m still with Amber too.”

“Amber is an asshole she can have Y/n and she’ll be fine. You just have to give us a chance Tara.” He went to kiss her again not stopping when she’d lean away.

“Wes Stop!”

Amber had enough she went to grab the boy from Tara before punching him.

You awoke to the noise and began to climb down the stairs carefully and quietly. You’d kept a knife by your bedside as would any sane person who lived in Woodsboro.

“Son of a bitch!” The boy began to fight back tackling Amber into the kitchen. Tara yelled at him to stop once more. He’d thrown Amber against the counter top and back handed Tara who fell to the floor. The was a harsh stabbing sound followed by a gasp.

Tara looked to see you holding a knife in the boys shoulder he’d gone to attack again but Amber had stabbed him in his lower abdomen to slow him down. Pulling out before stabbing him again he’d shoved you harshly making you fall and lose your grip on your weapon. Tara grabbed the fallen knife and got the final blow to his chest as he’d gone to stab Amber.

“Do you see me now Wes?”

His body fell to the floor blood pooling between the three of you. You each scanned the other to make sure you were alright. You grabbed Tara’s face in your hands placing a soft kiss before doing the same to Amber.

Tara placed her forehead against yours one hand gripping Amber as she looked at Wes.

“No one will take you away from me.”

Her dark eyes shot to yours and Tara’s.

“No one.”

I hope you liked it 😅😭

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hey just wondering when part 3 of Wednesday X blind Sinclair was gonna drop, been waiting soooo long 😭

I was originally gonna finish my first Wednesday series but I hit a giant block …I was thinking of removing it and starting on the blind Sinclair… so possibly very soon 😅I apologize to everyone for my indecisiveness

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Hi I found your page from going through the Jenna Ortega x reader tag and I just wanna say She Don’t Wanna marry me is amazing. Also is there a part two written to it because I need Lorraine and reader to be together

Thank you and part two is now posted 👀

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Can you do a part two of the “she don’t wanna marry me” fic? Like where reader is like encouraged by somebody (you can pick who) and maybe reader confesses finally.

You can pick how it ends

You don’t have to this by the way just a request!!

I just found this 😭but there is a part 2 of SDWM2 and it’s not quite like your request but I hope you like where I’m going with it 😅

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I need the part two of she don’t wanna marry me😈

Ask and you shall receive