My saviors♡ (bad sanses x reader)

Late Nights

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I always was bullied as a child, and even now I am. Mostly because I always had ....different opinions than most and so happened I could see the dead, when voicing this I was called crazy and bullied for it. And when I spoke those opinions, people would get upset with me. Probably why I didn't really do the whole friendship thing.

How dare I have a different opinion from others right?

Here I am now. Walking home from school...

I didn't get much sleep, so school would often lead to just a nap time for me.

Needless to say I was failing alot of courses.
Ugh and gym was the worse-

It was almost dark by now, and I was incredibly cold out. Despite it only being the start of October.

I stoped and sat on a bench near my home and opened my backpack, I took out my sweater and put it on.

I shivered slightly in the cold October. And I got up from the bench again and stepped onto my front porch, as I took out my spare key to the house.

I unlocked the door and stepped inside, warmth immediately hitting my skin. I let out a huge sigh and lay my book bag down with a plop. The place stuck of cigarettes, it was always a bad habit of my mothers.

I hung up my coat and walked over the kitchen. Since I was so late, my parents had probably thrown away the extra food. Wasteful people. I guess I'll just have to make it myself.

Walking over to the kitchen I and took out some meat. Tacos will do, its quite simple.

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I took the last bite of the tacos and put my plate in the sink. I stretched and started to head to my room,

I was tired. Very tired.

I practically had to drag myself to my room and onto my bed.

My whole body ached and pained. I groaned and threw my bag in the corner of my room, at least it was friday tomorrow. splipping off my old oversized sweater and baggy jeans I flopped onto the bed. I pulled my blanket over my head and tried to dose off.

.......

Jeez it had been hours now, I rubbed my eyes and sat up slowly.

I need water, maybe that'll help me get to sleep. normally I would go for a walk of fresh air but its winter, and I only go out if nessicary. its too cold.

I walked into the kitchen care fully avoiding any squeaky floorboards. Stepping into the kitchen I opened the cupbored pulling out a small plastic glass. what can I even say? I'm still a child at heart.

"Ah, and what are you doing up so late?"

My body tensed up. shittt, I turned around expecting to see my father. But it was just my older brother, he had moved out 2 years ago. He wanted to take me with him but caring for two people was just too hard for him. He was only 20, just graduated. I couldn't do that to him, he was the only one who cared for me.

I let out a deep sigh and my body relaxed

"Jesus Alex, you scared me." I paused slightly before speaking again, "wait, why are you here anyway?" With hope shining in my eyes.

He looked at me with pity in his eyes and patted me on the head.

"I'm sorry, I can't take you with me yet." His voice almost screamed regret.

I know he wantted to take me with him and it hurt him not too. He always promised we would both get out of here together one day.

"Then, what are you here for?"

He smiled gently and walked downstairs into his old room, and I followed him closely.

"just here for some stuff I forgot, Mom and dad won't let me in here during the day. So seeking in was my only option. I laughed at him gently. Did he have to seek in though? couldn't he have just messaged me to meet him somewhere to give it back? what a dumbass-

I had given him a small bag to keep the stuff that he had left over here when he moved.

He patted my head gently while looking at me with soft eyes. "I'm sorry I can' take you with me, Y/n."

"its okay I know you'll be back for me when you can" I smirked "that is if you can ever manage keep a job"

He jokingly pouted back at me, "Har har very funny, you little gremlin"

He flicked my forehead and then picked up the bag of stuff.

As he walked towards the door, I waved to him. And he shut the door behind him.

I let out a huge sigh, it's a pure miracle that mother didn't hear us blabbing on and on. I locked the front door again and made my way back up the stairs. As I got to my room I gently closed the door and sat down in my bed, pulling the covers over myself.

Thank God tomorrow is Friday.