Road trip :] (Dsmpxthey/them reader)

13- dont tell anyone

Y/n- your name
Y/n first person POV:

!TW! Mention of abuse, swearing, mention of homophobia

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Shit.

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Another hour past and we were still all standing around Bad trying to figure out with to do. He was still holding Rats shock collar really tight to his chest.
It wasn't ripped, there was no blood or anything. Meaning she probably slipped it off.

"It's ok Bad, I'm sure she'll come back. She's a very smart dog!" Karl reassures Bad, rubbing slow circles on his back to calm him down. "I hope your right." Bad says, not looking up from the collar.

It was now pretty dark out, the sun has fully set. Only the lights from the house were visible. "Come on, we should go inside. It's getting late." George says in a smooth, calming voice.

"No, I have to wait out here for her to come back!" Bad says, starting to freak out again. "No, Bad you need rest. I'll stay out her to wait for her." I say grabbing his hand, directing him towards the cabin.

"Are you sure? I can stay out here instead?" Clay asks, putting a hand on my shoulder as we all walked to the cabin.

"Yea I'm sure, I'm not that tired anyways." I shrug.

We make in back to the cabin, Bad still clutching onto the collar like his life depends on it. I go it my room to grab a hoodie, it was getting kind of cold out.

"Are you sure you'll ok out there alone?" Quackity asks, sitting on the bed watching me dig through the closet for a hoodie.

"I'm fine Q, I'm just going to be sitting on the deck." I say not looking away from the closet.

"Alright. Well, come get me if you need anything." He says, sitting cross legged on the edge of the bed. "Got it." I say making my way towards the bedroom door. "Good night" we smile at each other as I leave the room.

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I could feel the slight breeze hitting my face as I stare out into the distance. I took this time I had alone to clear my head. To think about nothing, yet everything at the same time.

I had a pair of black sweat pants on with my fluffiest grey hoodie. It wasn't really that impressive of a fit, but it kept me warm. My hood was up, so the only thing getting hit by the cold breeze were my cheeks.

I sat there for a good hour before I heard the door open. I look behind me to see Sapnap. I turn my gaze back to the darkness, and greet him with a "hey".

"Hey" he greets back. He sits next to me on the porch stairs. "I thought you would want some company." He says not taking his gaze off of the pitch black yard. The only light source was the porch light, right next to the door.

"Well, thank you" I reply softly. There was another minute or two of silence.

"You have seemed off lately." He states. "Is everything ok?"

"Yea— I - I just have been thinking a lot, more than I probably should." I say chuckling softly under my breath. I stuttered over my words a bit, trying to come up with an excuse. What I said wasn't wrong, it just wasn't fully right.

I really wanted to tell him everything. I wanted to just spill my whole life story all over him so bad, just let it all out. But knowing Sapnap, he would probably get pissed once I get to the part about my "dad". I don't like to think of that man as my dad. It disgusts me just thinking about how I'm related to that homophobic, sexist jerk.