"She's an angel" Rodrick heffley x black fem reader

25- Payback

Authors note: Thank you sooo much for 10 and 11 thousand readsss I can't believe that we only have like 2 chapters left Im actually kinda sad to almost been done but anyways my next fic will be either Spencer Reid x stripper reader or Fezco x Bennet reader. I kinda wanna be more serious with my fics ik it just like fan fiction but imma make this my job fr. So choose which one I should right 😊 and again thank you. Rodrick's pov.

"Bro, you think I'm stupid or somethin'." Y/n's brother says, looking at me with a confused face.

"No, but you play football, right ? So you're good at throwing."

"Yea footballs not eggs and toilet paper."

"Fine." I roll my eyes and start digging through my pockets because we both know persuasion was pointless.

But money always worked. I pull out a ten dollar bill, but he doesn't seem impressed. I sigh and pulled out another one, and he smiles now that I've got his attention.

"Whose house is it?"

"Some guy who messed with y/n"

"Like an ex-boyfriend."

My response is immediate.

"No." I say maybe too loud and definitely too quick. "He was just mean to her and ya know she's sensitive, so it just seems fair."

He stays silent and thinks, making the same face y/n does when she thinks. But it's less cute on him.

"Aight, but if we get caught, I'm saying you kidnapped me."

"Deal."

One down, two to go.

"Wanna make five bucks and throw shit at people's houses?"

"Why?" Greg asks cautiously.

"I helped you with a girl out once, didn't I?"

"Yeah."

"Now you're gonna help me."

Two down, one to go. And trust me, convincing y/n was definitely going to be the hardest one. So... I didn't try to, but that doesn't mean I didn't have ways of getting her to be involved. Like not telling her.

"Rodrick, next time can you please get tickets for earlier, we need to be home in  like ten minutes."

"Tens, all we need." I whisper to myself as I stop my van.

Y/n gives me a confused face as me, Greg and her brother get out of the car. Not wasting a second, she does the same. She watches us as we pull out old eggs, toilet paper and three ball launchers.

"Umm..."

Before she can say anything or ask any questions, the stink of two dozen rotten eggs hits her, and she gags. While she's distracted trying not to throw up, the three of us throw as many eggs as we can. But she doesn't stay distracted long, and before I can start throwing toilet paper, she grabs my hand and takes it from me.

"What the hell are you doing and whose house is this?"

"Whose house do you think this is?" I ask her as if it's obvious.

She gives me a dumbfounded face because obviously she doesn't know.

"It's your-" I stop and correct myself. "The asshole who gave you his number at the mall and made you cry."

Her dumbfounded expression doesn't change. Y/n wouldn't admit, but she was a total goody two shoes, but even a good girl like her can believe in getting even. Maybe not participating in it, but as I said, I have my ways when it comes to her.

"Is he home?" She asks as a safety precaution.

"I'm not dumb, y/n I know no one's home."

I made sure of it and thank god parents post their entire life on Facebook.

"Come on y/n you deserve to have a little fun." I tell her in a soft rasp voice, smirking.

She bites her bottom lip as she thinks, making that cute face. After a moment, she folds and gives me the toilet paper, but I can't have all the fun.

The four of us spend the next few minutes throwing eggs and toilet paper. Most of our aim sucks besides y/n's brother, and y/n pretends like she feels bad, but the happy look on her face tells me that she was definitely having fun. Thank god because that was kinda the whole point of this.