Pronouns: She/her
Deena x Fem!Reader
ANGST
_________________________________________Y/n's Pov
I walk in the door of the Johnson residents, I had the idea to surprise my girlfriend and spend some time with her since we haven't for a few weeks.
School and our family's have been stressing us about upcoming SATs, so we haven't been about to spend some time with each other.
I walk up the stairs of the surprisingly quite house. I open the door of the girls room to see Sam on top on Deena, making out. They noticed the doors open and jump off of each other.
I drop my bag on the ground, staring at the two girls. "Its not what it looks like babe..." Deena says, jumping off the bed and caressing my limp hand.
I'm standing there, saying nothing. I'm in shock.
Sam walks out the room, embarrassed. "Baby.....I swear....she means nothing too me...." Deena sniffled.
I turned around, Walking down the stairs.
I can't believe she'd do this.
I walk out the door, it starts to poor outside. I cry as I laugh at the occurrence.
I run home, tears and rain streaming down my face.
she lied. She said she was over her and she lied.
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[3 weeks later]
__I miss her.
I don't know why I miss her. Maybe I miss the way she made me feel or maybe the way she looked at me.
But I miss the part of her that doesn't exist for me anymore.
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Um....anyways...my mom just got into a car accident...
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Time machine, Fear street
Fanfiction["Baby if I had a time machine, I'd go back to 1983,"] In which, I write one shots of the characters of fear street.