Peter/YB X Female Reader //Highschool Drama//

Chapter 11: Why Me? *Abuse warning*

Y/N POV

I clocked out and grabbed my stuff.
"Cya later Jen! Thanks also!" I said, waving to her.
"Have fun on your date, Y/N." Jen said.
I turned my head to frown at her. She chuckled, waving goodbye. I rolled my eyes and exited the building. I saw Peter standing next to a tree.
"I'm ready to go." I said, walking up behind him.
He looked over at me.
"Finally." He muttered.
"Also, I did walk to school and here." I said.
He gave me a thumbs up and started walking. I follower behind.
"You don't have to hang out with me sunday. I understand if you think I'm weird..." I stuttered, looking down.
"What did you have in mind?" He asked.
"Oh... I... Didn't expext you to say yes... So I didn't really think of anything. It was kinda last minute too." I said.
"I mean did you wanns hang out actually or by hang out did you mean study?" He asked.
"I meant actually hanging out. And maybe later that day, if there is time we could study a little... If ya wanna." I explained.
"Cool." He said.
"I'll think of something. Maybe the mall...?" I said.
"Sure." He said.
We went silent. I didn't know what to say or do. Soon Peter turned into a driveway. We walked up to the door. He opened it. I follower behind.
"Welcome home, Peter." I heard a woman say.
"Hey Y/N!" Sarah said.
We walked into the kitchen. I saw Sarah sitting at a table. Along with another woman, who I would assume is Peter's mother.
"You brought a friend over?" She asked.
"Study partner." Peter muttered.
I waved at Sarah. She smiled, waving back. Peter's mom smiled at me. I smiled back.
"We'll be in my room..." Peter said.
"Ok." Peter's mom said.
We walked down a hall and turned into a room.
"I can't stay terribly long tonight. My mom is gonna be off work early, and if I'm gone to long she'll be upset." I said.
'That's fine." He said.
We both sat down and pulled out our work. A little later into our stufying, I took out my phone. It was around 8pm. I didn't know exactly what time mom got off work, but I really didn't feel like getting yelled at for being out late. Just then the door opened and Sarah walked in.
"So how's everything going in here?" Sarah asked, walking over to us.
"Get out." Peter growled.
"Good. I mean... As good as it gets... Studying isn't fun." I said.
"Point taken." Sarah said.
Peter looked up at her, frowning. I noticed Sarah was smirking.
"Out. Now." Peter said, pointing to the door.
"Well... Guess I've been banned." Sarah said, exiting the room.
Peter let out a sigh.
"I hate her." Peter muttered.
"I mean she's better than my sister." I said, shrugging.
"I guess you're right about that. But still." Peter said.
I chuckled a little.
"I should probably get leaving though..." I said, looking down.
"Oh ok." Peter said.
He honestly sounded upset. I packed my things and stood up.
"I'll walk you back." He said.
"Oh, no. It's fine. I'm fine. Really you don't have to." I said.
"You don't really have a choice." He said, looking over at me.
We walked out of the room and then out of the house. It was dark out and maybe having Peter with was better than being alone.
"Do you want me to pick you up sunday?" I asked.
He just shrugged.
"Well, then I guess I'll do that." I said.
"Sounds good to me." He said.
After a while, we made it to my house. I saw my moms car in the driveway. I mentally sighed, knowing what wzs to come.
"Thanks for walking me back. I'll see you sunday." I said, looking over my shoulder at Peter.
"No problem nerd." He said, smiling a little.
I smiled back and walked into the house. I walked into the kitchen and found my mom sitting there.
"Where have you been?" She asked.
"At a friends... Studying." I stuttered.
"Who is this so-called friend?" She asked.
"It's that goth kid from school." Steph said.
"A boy?" My mom said, confused.
"Yeah. It's her 'study partner'." Steph said, smirking.
"What no! I'm working on a science project! There is nothing going on like that!" I said, panicked.
Why the fuck does Steph gotta do this to me? I have her damn back in everything, and this is how she repays me. My mother stood up and walked over to me.
"Did I say you could go over to a friends?" My mother asked.
"N-no... But you let Steph go all the time to friends." I stuttered.
"Steph is 17, soon to be 18. You, young lady still need my permission." My mother said.
What!? That doesn't make any sense! I'm 16, almost 17! Just then I was hit upside the head. I looked over at my mother, tears forming in my eyes.
"Little slut." She said before hitting me again.
She then turned and walked away. Steph gave me a smug grin before flicking me off and walking out of the room. I felt tears stream down my face. I walked into the bathroom and saw the bright red hand prints on my face. I wiped my tears and walked into my room. I closed the door and walked over to my desk. I couldn't help but break down. Why?! Why me!? I grabbed the knife out of the drawer and rolled up my sleeve. I began to carve X's into my arm. After a few moments, I stopped. Blood dripped onto the desk. I grabbed some papertowels off my desk and wiped up the blood. I then grabbed some bandages and wrapped my arm. I put the knife back into my drawer. I stood up and walked over to my bed, plopping down into it. I hated this! I hated life!

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