"Oh prescott."

five.

CW: being approached by men in the dark, i know this can make some people feel gross or make them triggered so i wanted to give you a warning !! <3
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It's been almost twenty minutes and it had started pouring down rain, how delightful. "Please leave me alone, I don't have any money o-or drugs...I swear!" The man got closer before you hear hurried footsteps "Don't you fucking touch her!" You don't turn your head towards the familiar voice, instead you shove one of the guys. Before you could run the second guy grabs you and pushes you against the nearest wall as hard as he can, his grip on you is tight, it's needy. And his breath reeks of alcohol and whatever food he had eaten, it's gross. He grabs at your ass and his mouth pressing against your neck, you want to throw up so badly and just run away. You feel disgusting. You gathered everything in your to scream "FIRE!!" as loudly as possible hoping someone, maybe someone, would notice you being huddled around by 3 men at night. The third man, looking horrible and more intoxicated then he began to mess with the waistband of your sweatpants, struggling to get his hand down your pants with his shaking hands "please just fucking let me go!" you yell choking on your own tears that poured heavily from your e/c eyes, you made sure to get a good look at him, to remember what he looked like so you can report him to the police. The first man goes to run his hand up your shirt then suddenly he's shoved off and punches are thrown at all of them. "Fuck! Just leave her alone! Get the hell out of here! Don't fucking touch her again, you hear me!" I look over, Natalie fucking Prescott is beating people off of me, are you kidding me? Left and right, she's going crazy as swings her wooden baseball bat in all directions and she screams curses at them. She then grabs my waist tightly, it's possessive, and pulls me away before taking my hand. Then she runs with me as fast as possible so they can't catch up, "Natalie wh-what the fuck are you doing here?" I ask panting heavily, tears running down my face "Saving your ass, what's it look like?" She smiled before you both made it to her side of the dormitory.

You both walk through the hallways, quietly whispering back and forth "I can't be in here-" she cuts you off "I don't care, let's go, I'm not letting you go to your dorms after that" she says "what if you walk me over there?" You ask but she shakes her head while still holding your hand tightly. "No fucking way." Natalie said "What if Madsen sees us?" She sighs and looks at you "then I'll kick his ass-" faint footsteps can be heard, that's when you both look at each other. "Y/n?" Warren looked at you confused, he rubbed his eyes and looked at your once more to make sure it was real. You smiled awkwardly, "hey Warren" you whispered "What are you doing here-" He stared hard and pointed at Natalie, who preferred the boys dormitory because of drama and shit, "Why the hell are you with her?" He spoke harshly, his eyes not leaving Natalie. "It's complicated, she'll explain it to you later" Natalie budded in, her hand grabbing yours and you begin walking to her dorm, "have you been crying?" Warren's voice shook you, his tone was so quiet and concerned. "Goodnight Warren, I-I'll talk to you tomorrow" you said to him, a fake smile painted upon your face as Warren stood next to his door with the saddest eyes you could possibly ever see him with. It hurt to know he'd probably beat himself up over the fact he couldn't help you, and what would hurt more is that it was Natalie who saved you and not him. Warren loved you like a sister to be honest, despite how long he's known you. So seeing Natalie be your white knight really sets him on fire, he hates Natalie with every bone in his body. Warren views her as a ticking time bomb just like the rest of them. She pulls you into her room, her warm hand still holding yours, you slowly steady your breath, putting your hand to your chest and rummaging through your bag but once you realize its not there you start to freak out, almost sending yourself into a panic attack. "What is it?" She asks, you put your fingers in a inhaler puffing into your mouth motion and she searches through your bag and finds it underneath a book, she grabs it quickly and opens it.

She gently grabs your chin, lifting it up and putting the inhaler into your mouth "okay, ready?" She asks and you nod before she presses it and you inhale deeply. She then hands it back to you, "here you go love" she then wipes your tears with her sleeves and sends you a soft smile. She's so sweet, god everyone was so wrong about her. You smile faintly and sniffle, she grabs a blanket and wraps you up before forcing you to sit on her bed "Just sit down okay? You-you need a fuckin break from all this shit" she says and continues to stand there, hands in her pockets, unsure of what to do. You sigh softly, glancing around her room "Thank you Natalie..." you say and adjust the blanket around you, "I will never let anyone touch you like that again..." she ran her fingers through her hair before continuing "I-I really couldn't handle seeing you being touched like that...are you okay? Do you need to shower or food? I could uh make you some coffee?" Her voice was soft, it was like she was scared she might hurt you if she raised her voice any higher. This side of her was open and soft, it was like a baby bird, except you both were the baby bird. So incredibly fragile in this moment, a snarky remark from you could shut her down and harden that shell around her vulnerability. But if she was a douchebag you'd leave despite those men being out there, you could imagine how they would stalk the place like vultures. Waiting for an innocent creature to come out to then eat it and pick at it's corpse before leaving it to lay and wither for days on. This moment was scary in a way and you were hesitant to speak or move.

You held the soft blanket that was placed around you, enjoying the warmth and comfort it provided "I-I should have done something"  your voice was almost a whisper while sitting on her bed, already regretting your words yet you were relieved you got them out. She kneels down "Y/n, no...you did what you could, you yelled fire and-and I'm so glad I was there-" you then interrupt "why were you there?...it seems weird you were there at the right time" you spoke a little sharply, feeling uneasy at how she was there at the perfect moment. There it was, your snarky remark that you would regret. "I-I was going to walk you to your dorms so you weren't walking at night...I drove to Blackwell then sat in the parking lot, I was such a dick and I'm so sorry. I really shouldn't have snapped at you like that..." she took a second to think of what next to say "I thought about what might happen to you but I didn't want to think of that, and when I saw those guys around you...I lost my shit. But, I couldn't handle the thought of those bastards acting like hungry wolves towards you..." she stopped to sigh softly and mutter something underneath her breath before continuing, you heart tugged at how sad she sounded while speaking "they were grabbing at you like a piece of meat...you did not deserve that y/n...At all." You looked at her as she spoke, a smile tugged at your lips, you lifted your head and looked at her "Thank you Prescott" you say. "You're welcome love" her smile grew a bit bigger and so did yours. The uneasy feeling leaving the pit of your stomach almost instantly. You liked the way she said 'love' it was sweet, and she had said it so gently. No hesitation present or anxiousness, just smooth and calm, rolled off her tongue so perfectly.

You both sit there, silence fills the room except for the soft rain coming from outside and the gentle ticking from a clock, she's sitting on the floor across from you. Her cheeks and her nose are a soft rosy color, her eyes are locked with her shoelaces, and her hair is messy. She looks tired, as always. "Natalie, I can't stop thinking about what they would have done to me if you weren't there...it-it makes me so-" you held your stomach as you began to sob, hard tears falling from your eyes "sick...i hate the thought of them putting their hands on me like that-" she reaches for you, setting her hand on your shoulder "hey don't think about that shit, okay? think of something else, think of me or i don't know something you love" she smiles softly. You nod slowly, wiping your tears with your sweater before she scooted over to you, you gently lean your head against her shoulder. Your breathing slowed, you tears came to a stop, and you mouth agape from sobs was now a gentle smile that tugged at you lips once more.

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can u tell i gave up towards the end LMAO ... i might come back and finish it idk, lemme know what u all think ! also thank u for all the recent support, i love you <3 /p !!