[Patrick x reader] Fix My Broken heart (The Perks Of Being A Wallflower)

Brad...

This chapter contains slurs.
And mentions of suicide

Y/n's Pov:

The sound of the alarm clock ringing repeatedly woke me up.

I already had my clothes set out, all i needed to do was get changed.

After you get dressed.

I ran downstairs to grab the waffle on the table. "Bye dad." I waved to him. "Bye, Y/n." He waved back as i left the house.

"Y/n!" Sam screamed in the car, "hello Y/n!" Patrick shouted, waving to me. "Hey guys!" I screamed back as i jumped in the car. "To School!" I shouted, pointing my finger towards school. "First stop, Charlie's house!" Sam said happily.

To Charlie's house

"Hey, Charlie!" We all greeted as he sat in the back of the car. "Hello everyone." He replied as the car started to move.

To school.

"Pleaseee~ Patrick drive me back home..." I said with a groan, they all laughed. "I don't wanna go to school." I pleaded. "Too bad." Patrick said as he pulled me out the car, i rolled my eyes and entered school. "You can deal with it, it's just school." He said as he walked into His class. "... Yeah but i gotta deal with... Brad." I mumbled with hatred in my voice.

As soon as i entered my class it got quiet. "Hey everyone, it's the Fag lover!" One of Brads friends screamed. I rolled my eyes as i sat down in my seat.

The teacher is never in this fucking class...

Papers were thrown at me and so were words. This is all because I'm friends with Patrick, even Brad was getting involved.

"Hey, fag... lemme see the homework." Brad asked, i rolled my eyes. "Fuck off, Brad." I said flipping him off. "You are so lucky you're his friend, because i would've-" he started, "would've what? hit me?... Heh. Try me." I said, he just sat back in his chair.

"Pussy." I mumbled with a small chuckle. "Say that again." He demanded, i turned around with a smirk. "Puss-" i started but i was interrupting with a punch to the face. "What the fuck!" I Shouted, standing up.

"You said 'try me' so i did." Brad said laughing and walking away, back to his seat. I ran up to him and kicked him on the floor, climbing on top of him and punching him over and over. "Get off him. You fucking faggot!" One of his friends said, pulling me off him and kicking my in my stomach. "Fucking idiot." They said leaving the class.

Everyone was silent and staring at me.

Fuck...

I got up staggering out of the class and into the hallway, coughing up blood. I heard one of the class doors open, I looked up to see Sam. "Y/n!" She screamed running over to me. "Are you okay!?" She said sounding scared. "No, not really." I replied with a chuckle. "Who did this to you?" She asked. "..." I didn't want to say. "Tell me." She said angrily. "Brad!" I blurted out...