not alone anymore | hunter sylvester x reader

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Class ended. I go to the locker. I see Hunter fixing his hair in a mirror inside his lock. 

''Girl stuff, huh?'' I say.

He stares at me for a couple seconds.

''The hair.''

''Uh, excuse me? This babe is prettier than you.''

''Alright, will this babe show me where's biology class?''

''I have biology too.''

''Sucks to be us.'' 

''Mhm.'' he says while fixing his hair again.

Okay, jeez.

 ''So, you were talking about a band today? Or something like that.''

''Yeah- Oh, there he is!'' he says looking at someone.

This boy with brown hair and glasses comes closer and closer to us. He is wearing a black shirt and blue pants. Nerdy dude.

''There's my guy. This is y/n. She just came at our school.'' 

''Oh, I'm Kevin.'' the dude says.

''She just asked about our band.''

''You guys sing?'' I ask.

''I play guitar and sing. Kevin does the drums.''

''Oh shit, you do that? I wanna hear you sing.''

''I'll go, I have to help Emily with some school stuff.'' Kevin says. He walks while he winks to Hunter with an innocent look after it.

Why wink...Why...

Me and Hunter stare at Kevin leaving with a very painful face.

''Yeah, alright... biology.'' he says.

''Mhm.''

I follow him and we enter the class.

''Wanna sit with me?'' he asks.

''I dunno. Are you smart?''

''I... You wanna use me!''

I sit down and then he sits next to me. 

After 40 minutes the bell rings.

''Now we usually go to the cantine.''

''Oh, okay.''

We go there. I go and buy food, so does he. I follow him and we sit at a table.

''So... Do you have many friends?'' I ask.

''Oh, um, no. Just, uh, Kevin.'' he says with a pretty uncomfortable and silent tone.

"Really? Have you moved here recently?"

"Nope. A lot of questions you ask."

I shut it a bit so i can eat.
I can't look elsewhere but in front. I don't really wanna look at someone else, just him.

There goes the bell.

"Uh, I have math." I say.

"That needs a trigger warning."

Two classes after, school is finished.

I'm putting some stuff in my bag when I receive a text from dad.

"I can't make it to take you home. Can you find another ride?"

Really? Well I know he's working hard. I can't ever be mad at dad.

I see Hunter in the distance. Maybe he can save me.

I wanted to go up to him, but he already was moving towards me.

"Um, do you have a car?" I ask when he came closer.

"Thought you're going for personality."

"Don't be a fool. I need a ride home. My dad is busy right now."

"Mine is always busy. I'll be nice and take you home. Come with me."

We go outside and he walks first, in front, like he did all day and I follow. The wind makes his hair go softly up and down. Left and right.

He stops next to a black car.

"Come on."

Probably shouldn't trust him since I just met him, but I don't have any bad feelings so I decide to go."

"I'll tell you the directions to my house." I say.

"Okay."

He is looking at the road whille I say where we need to go. When I finish each little sentences, I take a look at him.

"Stop here."

"That's your house?"

"No. I just don't want mom to see me."

"Oh, weird."

"Yeah."

I open the car's door.

"Bye." I say.

"Oh... Um..."

I look at him waiting for him to finish.

"Uh, no, nothing... Bye."

Understable.
I walk to home and I go inside. I see no one yet.

I started being almost always alone with mom during the week a lot before we moved here. Weekends are even worse. That's when everyone is home.

I go to the bathroom to do what I need then straight to my room. I change into something more comfortable.

And now I don't know what to do. Still don't really know anyone and I can't do anything with mum because, honestly, is she ever sober?

Whatever. I'm going to make some food and waste time until tomorrow.

"You're home? How was school?" my mom says while coming into the kitchen, where I was.

"It was good."

Her phones starts ringing. She answers it and leaves the room.

She cheated on dad at least 2 times. I'm probably the only one who knows. I could never tell dad. He would be so heartbroken. I know he loves her even when she's laying dead drunk on their bed.
He did tried to take her to rehab but she'd never admit what she does and what she is. She says she's casually drinking. Yeah, casually my ass.

I'm the only one who knows the things I heard from her and how much what she did used to affect me. I never talked about it. Now I'm numb to it. It became an usual thing since I was like 10. Got used to it.

Fuck that.