(♡' ³') 𝓖𝓻𝓮𝓰𝓿𝓪𝓷 𝓸𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓱𝓸𝓽𝓼('ε｀ )♡

Oneshot: "bathroom stall"

They are both 16 again angsty teens ❤️‍🩹
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TW: homophobia/slurs, crude language, mentions of abuse, and Gore (small amounts of blood) ⚠️
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Evans POV:
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"Hey! Come outta that stall ***! (The f slur)
"Yeah! C'mon don't you wanna Run too your mommy?"
They keep on banging on the stall door a trying to unlock it. Thank the gods it's a stall with no crawl space under the doors, I would be dead.
I just sit there and take it. No comebacks. No slur passing back and forth except *** getting thrown at me a couple times.

I hear the guy who we're tormenting me stop and whisper too each other, I wish I could hear what they were plotting. The banging on the doors stopped but then turn into metal being hit against the stall WAY louder. God, I hate the 80's maybe people like me will finally be treated with respect in the future. But now... I just have to wait it out, take everything that gets thrown at me, every insult, every rumor, everyone....

The door opens with a Loud slam hitting my face in the process.

"There he is! He was trying to hide from us!"

"Leave me alone john! Back off!"
I say struggling to release from the grip of John and his sidekick what's-his-face.

I get dragged out the stall. As john let's go of my left arm his friend grabs hold of it again.

"Why we're you talking to Danny huh? We're you trying to hit on my girlfriend? What a freak!"
He says as he winds his fist back and punches me right in the gut. I cough out a little blood and tries to get out of the death grip his friend is giving me.

"I SWEAR JOHN PLEASE, I DIDN'T TALK TO HER IT'S JUST A RUMOR PLEASE." I say pleading for my life as he punches me again this time knocking me out cold.
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Gregory's POV:

I see john and Paul Run out of the men's bathroom as fast as they could. Like there was a ghost chasing after them, I shrug it off and walk into the bathroom sipping on the drink in my hand. As I reach the entrance I drop my drink in shock as what was before me was traumatizing.

A beat up Evan sitting against the cold tile floor. I Run over to him and check his pulse. "Jeez Evan, what the heck did you do this time." I pick his surprisingly light body up from the ground and set him on the counter. I go over to lock the bathroom door so no on walks in on me cleaning up a puddle of blood.

Evan slowly opens his eyes and groans very loudly you could probably hear him from all the way in Russia.

"Evan, are you ok?" why did i even ask that, he looks like a bloody mess.

Evans POV:

All I hear is ringing as I open my eyes, blinking so they could unblurr.
I see someone standing in front of me washing his or her hands my vision unblurrs and I realize its Gregory.

"G-gregory?"
"Yeah, it's me. I swear one day I'm gonna have to bail you out of jail." he says with obvious sarcasm in his voice
He leans towards me and gives me a peck on the lips.
If I wasn't bleeding all over I would say that fixed me.

"Alright, all wrapped up. No more getting into fights okay?"

".. Okay.." I say with a soft smile stepping down from the counter, I quickly hug him and give him alot of praise for having to deal with me.

He unlocks an opens the bathroom door for me and we walk out not caring that we "wasted" our entire lunch period.

A/n:
This ones cute but I wish I wasn't trash at writing so it wasn't poorly executed

663 words : )