Simple like cigarettes (Caitlyn kiramman x fem reader)

Feelings mutual

Caitlyn's POV

I sit down in the back of art class like usual. I don't feel like talking to anyone. Pretty sure I look like a total mess considering how much I cried last night. We were already finished with our projects so we had nothing specific to work on. I wait for the teacher to give us something to do. I huffed and brushed my fingers through my hair. Y/n then walks into the classroom taking her usual spot next to me.

"Sup, princess." She greeted giving me a faint smile. I hum acknowledging her. One of her eyebrows rose in confusion. "You good Caitlyn?" She asks trying to make my gaze shift to her. "I'm fine." I grit through my teeth. My mothers words repeated in my head. 'If I find out you are still talking to her there will be consequences!' I looked in the opposite direction trying to ignore her.

"Hey, Cait? You don't look too well. Are you sure you're good?" Y/n whispered to me leaning closer to get my attention. "I'm fine okay?! Just leave me alone!" I loudly whispered so only she could hear it. She flinched back, her eyes widened filled with confusion and shock. I grabbed my backpack and moved to the front of the class. I sit down not wanting to see the look on Y/n's face.

When Mrs. Merdarda started talking. I didn't listen to any of it. I clench my jaw. Why does mother have such a problem with her? She's charming and kind when you get to know her. My breathing starts to get heavy, and tears start to form. Why do I feel so mad? Why can't I just listen to my mother? I wiped my tears. Mrs. Merdarda sat down done talk. Everyone started working and talking.

I need to get out of here. I got up and walked to the teacher, "May I use the restroom?" I ask. She looked at me. "Oh dear, Cait are you okay?" She asks quietly. "May I use the restroom?" I ask again ignoring the first question even if I tried answering it, I would probably start sobbing n the middle of explaining. She nodded quickly. "Go ahead." She said giving me a sad smile. I quickly get out of the room not being able to bear the weight of Y/n's stares.

I quickly made it to the restrooms. I make sure no one's in the stalls, then I went to the big one. I locked it and sat down in the corner. I began sobbing into my knees. All I can do is pray that no one walks in. Why do I feel this way towards Y/n? Why does my mom not see it from my point of view? I found a true friend, and my mom doesn't want me to be around her, because where she came from? Y/n sees me for me. Not anything else. She is not dangerous. Why do people think that? Why does my mom think that? I'm so confused! I just want to be around her.

I kept crying and crying my head started hurting but tears kept flowing. Why am I making this such a big deal?! The door opened signaling someone was here. I hear quick footsteps and heavy panting. I quickly stopped crying but not being able to stop sniffling. The footsteps sound like they were running to leave.

I hear the door.. lock? The footsteps return but to my stall. There was soft knocks. "Hey, Cait. I know you're in there. I locked the main door so no one could come in. Please unlock the stall." She begs. I can't manage to say anything. I just let out a whine. I got up and made my way to the door and unlocked it. I quickly made my way back to the wall. "I'm coming in, okay?" Y/n slowly opens the door. I wipe away my tears. Still sniffling hard.

She walks in the stall quickly closing the door and locking. She turns to me. "Oh, Cait.." she looks at my state. She quickly stepped forward and fell on her knees pulling me into a hug. I hug her back stuffing my face in her chest crying tears soaking her maroon red zip up hoodie. She shifts so that her back is against the wall. Her knees were up and I was in the middle of her legs hugging her waist crying.

While she held me close and tight rocking me left and right. "You don't have to tell me anything. Just don't do this shit alone." She says. I moved my position so my head was in the crook of her neck. while I wrapped my arms around her neck. She rubbed circles on my back. I started calming down when the scent of Y/n filled my nostrils. She smelled of faint cologne that smelled like vanilla and lavender. "You'll be okay Cait, I'm right here." She soothed.