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don’t touch my girl- Fezco x Reader (Part 3)

summary: cal jacobs doesn’t leave you tf alone

wc: 3,050

warning: cursing, blood, guns, drug mention/use, Cal Jacobs🤡

a/n: ‼️please read‼️

just wanted to talk about a couple things👀

first, i have received fezco request lately (if anyone wants to send, you can) and i’ll get to them after i finish this fic!! i promise i’m not ignoring it or anything i’m just taking one thing at a time to balance it all with college work too♥️

second, remember i’m doing a part per episode so please people, ik you want it asap but i’m not that fast 😂 i take my time to be able to write something great for all of you cause i enjoy writing it and i enjoy y’all’s reactions to it🥲

third and last, feedback is appreciated, i hope you all enjoy this one 😌 lmk if you wanna be tagged and as usual, happy reading 🦋

part 1~ part 2~

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Fezco wasn’t one to “fall in love”. He always laughed and made fun of anyone who said they were. To him, it was a bit pathetic how you could become so dumb and happy for one person. That was his only train of thought, until he met you.

Now he’s laying next to you in bed, naked under the covers as he watches you sleep. Not in a creepy way, of course. He just loves to admire you. Fez ran his finger tips down your arm and back making you squirm a bit which caused him to take his hand away immediately.

“You know…it’s kinda rude to stare.” You mumbled against the pillow and slowly opened your eyes to meet Fezco’s. The blue in his eyes made you smile, you couldn’t really explain but it gave you a comforting, peaceful feeling.

“Well ‘m sorry, ma. You just too cute ‘n shit.” He smirked before leaning down to peck your cheek before throwing the blanket off his body to stand up. You groaned as you stretched your body before laying on your back and sitting up to see Fezco washing his teeth.

“Are you going to the store or do you have some other…business?” You asked, fidgeting with the blanket. The redhead lifted his head and stared at you through the mirror.

“Nah, imma go to the store. Ash is gon’ go a bit later tho.”

“Do you want me to go with you?” You asked as Fez walked out of the bathroom towards the closet.

“Of course I do, ma but…imma need someone to keep an eye on Faye over ‘ere. I can’t have her takin’ produce, you know what I'm sayin’?” He replied, putting on a t-shirt.

“Ugh, babe, seriously?” You whined.

“I know you ‘ont like it, ma.”

“I hate it, Fez. I don’t wanna be her babysitter.”

“I know, ma. It’s just for today tho, tomorrow I won’t open the store.” Fezco said, sitting next to you as he tied his shoes. You sighed, throwing your head back with a slight frown. He moved closer to you, cupping your face to look at you better.

“Just fo’ today, I promise.”

“Fine. Please be careful.” You whispered, cupping his face to peck his lips. He smiled and stood up, grabbing his jacket before walking towards the door.

“I always am. Love you.”

“Love you too.” You called out as he opened the door.

Once the door was shut, you stood up and walked towards the bathroom to get ready. You ended up with some shorts and an old band t-shirt you stole from your mom’s belongings. The house was quiet when you walked out, which meant that Faye was still asleep or doing drugs in the bathroom. You walked towards the kitchen, to brew some coffee and get started on some pancakes.

“Oh..fuck.” Faye groaned as she sat up on the couch, rubbing her temple in pain.

“Morning, Faye.” You said, pouring the coffee into your mug.

“Hey…” She muttered, walking slowly to the bathroom. You continued with the pancake batter as you heard the door open followed by slow steps to the kitchen. Faye looked at you as you made breakfast. She never really understood why you were with Fez in the first place. To her you were so…delicate and Fez was a drug dealer who carried around a gun. How the fuck were you together?

“You okay, Faye?” You asked, feeling her eyes on you.

“Yeah, I was just thinking.”

“ ‘Bout what?”

“You and Fezco.”

“What about us?” You chuckled, looking at her over your shoulder.

“You’re just so different.” Faye muttered, leaning against the counter. You poured the mix into the sizzling pan and turned to her for a second before turning back to the stove.

“We’re not that different. We both grew up in a shitty environment.” You replied and flipped the pancake.

“You seem like you did just fine but like…what about him? Like….he’s dealing.” She furrowed her brows in confusion as she spoke slowly, like she normally did.

“Yeah well…he’s doing pretty good considering he had to raise himself and Ashtray all alone. Fezco didn’t really have time to be a kid, he had to grow up from one day to another.” You explained, placing a pancake on a plate before pouring a bit of mix into the pan again.

“Damn… that shit’s tough.”

“Yeah, it is.” You chuckled at her response, placing the other pancake on the plate.

“Here you go.” You said, handing her the plate. Faye looked up at you in surprise and smiled. She walked into the dining room and muttered a ‘thank you’ before digging into her breakfast.

The day went by pretty quick. You cleaned up the house, rooms included and did some much needed laundry. The bed sheets reeked, you didn’t know how you didn’t notice before getting into bed. Faye stayed on the couch smoking all day, eating and watching TV. You didn’t really have anything in common so you didn’t talk much. You were about to get started on dinner when the boys showed up.

“ ‘Sup, Y/n.” Ashtray said, throwing his bag on the dining room table.

“Hey, how was work?”

“Meh, same ol’ shit.” He replied and walked off to his room as Fezco walked closer to you.

“Hey.” You smiled.

“ ‘Sup.” Fezco muttered, pulling you into a hug as you chuckled, noticing that they both had the same vocabulary. You took away your face from his neck to look up at him before getting on your toes to peck his lips.

“How was it wit’ thick lips over there?”

“It was fine.” You chuckled at the nickname.

“I’m gonna put the bedsheets in the dryer before starting on dinner, I’ll be right back.” You said and padded his chest, before walking away from him. Fezco slapped your ass as you walked off making you look back at him over your shoulder with a smirk. While you took the sheets out of the washing machine, you heard Fezco talking to someone in the kitchen. You couldn’t hear who it was very clearly but it was obvious that Fez was pissed since you heard as you walked back.

“Hell the fuck no.” He said.

“Okay, well, before you say no, you kind of have to let me finish, right?” The person replied as you walked closer and you immediately recognized it was Rue.

“Hell the fuck no.” Fezco replied again as you walked into the kitchen.

“Hi, Rue.” You smiled walking past her to stand in between Fezco’s legs since he was sitting on the counter. You looked to the side and saw Faye beginning to season the meat which made you a bit nervous but you were already planning on fixing it when she was done.

“Hey. Why do you keep saying that?” Rue smiled at you before talking to Fez once again.

“I did not like the way that the plan started.” He shook his head.

“Okay, well, you have to let me finish the fucking plan.”

“No.”

“What plan?” You asked looking at Rue and back at Fez.

“Well, I was asking Fez-”

“Hell the fuck no, Rue.” He said cutting her off.

“Fuck it. I give up. Whatever.” She says, lifting her arms and throwing them down in defeat causing them to slap her leg.

“I’ll just take my fuckin’ business elsewhere.” Rue continued, pretending to walk away.

“It’s your fuckin’ loss, man.” She turned her back to all of you before turning around to check if Fez had changed his mind.

“Hell the fuck no.” Fezco said one more time before Rue grunted in defeat and walked out, slamming the door.

“What the fuck was that about?” You asked, turning around in your spot to face your boyfriend.

“Just some stupid ass drug plan, ion know.”

“Well, let’s hope she doesn’t get in trouble. Let’s get dinner ready!” You exclaimed, patting his thighs.

“Can you please grab the potatoes?” You smiled sweetly, looking into Fezco’s blue eyes and you both leaned in, connecting your lips in a soft peck.

“Yeah, I’ll get ‘em.” He hopped off the counter and rummaged through the fridge while you moved to Faye to add more seasoning to the pieces of meat.

The next day, the boys stayed home with Faye while you went to the supermarket to get some groceries. The fridge has been empty for like a week and you can’t find everything at Fez’s store. Some other things required going elsewhere. It took you three hours to grab everything from the grocery list, buy it and put it in the car. Living with two boys and a junkie required a lot of snacks and drinks.

After a short drive back, you rounded the corner and opened the garage door with the remote you had in the car. You saw a familiar truck parked close to the apartment. It looked familiar but you couldn’t really pinpoint where you knew it from. You drove up the small hill and went into the garage before turning off the engine. You leaned to the side to get your purse and sat up straight again, looking through the rearview mirror on the side of the car to see Cal Jacobs looking right at you.

Panic rose through your body as you rummaged quickly to close the garage door, before hurrying inside. You slammed the door and walked hurriedly into the dinning room to see him counting money with Ash. They lifted their heads to you and immediately got worried when they saw your hands shaking.

“Yo, what’s up, ma?” Fezco asked.

“Cal Jacobs is outside. Like, like, posted outside.”

“Who the fuck is Cal?” Ashtray questioned, shrugging his shoulders.

“Nate’s dad.” You replied letting go of your purse. Fezco clenched his jaw at the sound of Nate’s name before standing up to move the stacks of cash somewhere else. Faye took out the trash and saw that Cal was still there.

“He’s still there.” She announced closing the door before moving back to the couch to smoke her blunt.

“Go get ‘em, Ash.” Fez muttered as he walked down the hall while Ashtray stood up to get the shotgun. He grabbed it and walked outside to get Cal as Fezco came back. His hand immediately went to your lower back.

“It’s gon’ be okay.” Fez muttered and pecked your forehead.

“I’m just scared. He’s a very dangerous man, Fez.” You whispered.

“I know, ma, but it’s fine. I got this.” Right then and there, the door opened and Cal walked in as Ash followed with the gun.

“Sit ya ass down.” Fez muttered, leaning against the couch as you stood next to him. Cal moved slowly towards the chair and Ash automatically placed the gun next to his head. He looked you up and down, making you lean closer to Fez.

“So, first you come to my fuckin’ job askin’ all this weird ass questions like the feds. Then I find you out in front of my house…looking at my girl and shit. What the fuck are you doin’, man?” Fezco started.

“You’re free to call the cops.” Cal shrugged as Ash kept the gun pressed against his temple.

“Why the fuck would I do that?” The redhead asked as you grabbed his hand while the other went to his shoulder.

“Well, it’s either call the cops, let me go or…kill me.” He looked at Ash.

“What the fuck, man? What’s with your family? Are you all just a bunch of fuckin’ assholes?”

“You beat up my son.”

“Yeah, well, he deserved it, man. He’s a fuckin’ bitch.”

“Oh, okay, tough guy.” Cal mocked and Ashtray slammed the but of the gun hard against his head.

“Ow, fuck!”

“Oh my god, Ash!” You shouted, about to step forward but was held back by Fez.

“Why did you do that?” He asked Astray with gritted teeth.

“ ‘Cause you’re in no position to talk shit.” The boy replied, never taking the gun away from his head.

“I’m warning you. You hit me on more-” BAM! Ash hit him again.

“Oh, fuck!” Cal shouted in pain.

“Why don’t you call the cops?” He asked, lifting the gun once again.

“The Chief of Police, Will Greenwood-”

“Mhmm.” BAM! Another hit to the head. And another one, followed by another one, followed by another one.

“Ash.” You said, wanting him to stop.

“All right, Ash. Chill out, man.” Fezco said calmly, adjusting his position.

“Fuck!” Cal shouted in anger.

“This guy don’t want the fuckin’ cops involved. Watch.” Ash pointed the gun at his once again before taking his phone out of his back pocket, placing it on the table.

“Call the cops.” He told Cal.

“I will!”

“Dial, bitch.” Ash said before slamming Cal’s head again.

“If you got nothin’ to hide, call the fuckin’ cops.” Ash insisted watching as blood dripped down Cal’s face. He hit him one more time, making Cal lift his arm, attempting to block the gun.

“Stop, stop, stop.” He begged.

“I’m not fuckin’ stopping. I’m not stopping, call the cops.” Ash pointed the gun back at him.

“Told you.” He muttered looking at Fezco before slamming Cal’s head one last time.

“Alright, man. I get it.” Fez looked at Ash and back at Cal.

“That’s enough.” You said calmly, signaling the boy to lower the gun.

“I know you and your drug addict friend, that girl.” Cal began and wiped the blood off his eye.

“You’re trying to extort my son.” He looked up at Fez.

“What?” Fezco questioned.

“Because of what I did to her friend.”

“What the fuck are you talkin’ about, man?” The redhead asked in confusion.

“You know, the blonde.” Cal wiped his mouth.

“Who? Jewel?”

“Babe, it’s Jules.” You whispered with a small grin.

“That’s what I said, Jewel.” Fezco whispered back.

“No, it’s Jules, not Jewel.” You chuckled.

“Well, yeah. Jewel.” Fez shrugged before turning back to Cal.

“Look, man, I didn’t know she was 17.” Cal said as he took deep breaths while the blood ran down his face, staining his shirt.

“Wait, what?” You asked.

“You tellin’ me you had sex with Jewel?”

“Who’s Jewel?” Faye asked, looking at you and Fez as she held her almost finished blunt.

“What the fuck, man?” Fez muttered.

“Do I know Jewel?” The blonde questioned again, high as a kite.

“The fuck are we even talkin’ about right now, bro?”

“Jewel…Jewel, Jewel, Jewel.” Faye whispered to herself, attempting to remember where she knew the name from.

“I just want the disc.” Cal muttered, scratching the back of his head.

“What disc?” You asked, filled with nothing but confusion.

“Of Jewel and I.”

“Yo, you recorded that shit?!” Fezco shouted.

“What the fuck is happening right now?” You whispered to yourself, stepping away from Fez as you ran your hands through your hair.

“I didn’t know.” Cal replied.

“You didn’t know that you were recording?” Fezco asked, leaning forward as he mocked the man.

“I fucked up.”

“Obviously, man. Yo, who the fuck told you I gave a shit about this anyway?”

“My son.” Cal looked up from the floor.

“Your son? The one that’s in love with Jewel?” Fezco asked, looking straight at him, still feeling confused.

“Aw, that’s cute.” Faye commented, tilting her head to the side as she exhaled the smoke.

“It’s not, Faye.” “That’s not cute, man. What the fuck?” You and Fez replied at the same time.

“What?” Cal whispered as he began to understand his situation.

“What kind of weird ass father-son shit is goin’ on around here, bro?” The redhead ran his hand over his head and looked at you for some kind of clarity.

“I’m extremely confused.” Cal muttered, looking at you and then back at Fezco.

“You’re confused?” You asked.

“I’m fuckin’ confused, bro.”

“Me too.” Faye said and exhaled the smoke.

“I don’t even know what the fuck you’re doin’ here.” Fez shrugged, placing his hands back on the couch.

“Do you mind if I just leave?” Cal leaned back on the chair.

“Oh, please do.” You whispered, scratching your brow.

“I’m not gonna say a word about anything, I swear to God. Let’s just pretend like… none of this ever happened.” He continued as Fezco looked at you and Ash with a ‘you’ve got to be kidding me’ face. Ashtray shook his head, never taking the gun away from his head.

“Yo, Ash, let me talk to you real quick.” Fezco muttered before parting from his spot to walk down the hallway as the boy followed. Leaving you alone with Cal and high ass Faye.

“Hi…what’s your name?” Faye almost whispered.

“Faye, don’t talk to him.” You muttered to the girl.

“Cal.” He replied coldly.

“Do you and your son, like- Do you, like, fuck people together?” She asked, making you lower your head in embarrassment.

“Yo, check it out, man.” Fez said, walking back to all of you.

“Imma let you walk outta here on one condition.”

“Anything.” Cal muttered.

“You’ll keep your bitch-ass son out of my fuckin’ life, and Rue’s and Jewel’s, till the end of fucking time. You understand?”

“I promise.”

“Now, I don’t know shit about no fuckin’ disc, man. That’s not my problem.” Fez shook his head, leaning against the wall. He turned his head to you and grabbed the back of your arm, pulling you towards him.

“Now get this motherfucker up outta here, Ash.” He ordered, nodding his head towards Cal. Ash moved behind the chair, grabbing Cal’s elbow as he stood up. You stayed close to Fez the whole time, especially when the disgusting ass man looked you up and down. The same way he did at the store. The second the door slammed shut, you let out a breath of relief, feeling safe again.

“So you’re telling me, that Jules had sex with Cal…and there’s a video?” You asked and looked up at Fez.

“Babe, don’t ask me. Ion know shit, I’m as confused as you are.” He replied and leaned forward to peck your forehead before moving to the kitchen leaving you with a million questions roaming around your head.

‘I have to call Rue.’ You thought before walking into the kitchen after Fez.

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