Tate Langdon x y/n

Big booby tate

You and tate snuck up to your room

"What happened at the beach, they totally knew you, tate"
You said

"But i don't know them"

"Why do they hate you?"
You asked

"The-th-there just high school assholes"
He stammered
"I mean- the words full of them. It's- you know it's popular kids who get off of being mean and cruel.. i- i thought you understood that"

"Tate, i can tell that your freaked right now.."

Tate looked out the window

"It's them-? They followed us here??"
You asked
"This is total bs tate"

You grabbed your scissors

"Holy shit"
You sighed

You walked out the back door

"Oh great, he sends his little girlfriend out"
The jock laughed

"With a pair of scissors, you gonna make us some paper dolls?"
The zombie asked

"This is my own private property and i will not be harassed"
You sighed
"I have every right to call the cops"

"Go ahead call them, you'll probably need them"
A cheerleader said

"Screw that, she deserves whatever happens to her"
The jock said

"Yeah, she's like those lonely fat chicks that marry guys on death row, you're deeply disturbed"
The zombie sneered

"You guys need to pack your shit and go home"
You said

"Made up? Home? Where's that? I'm an only child"
The zombie kept talking
"After what happened my parents split up, sold the house and moved away. I don't have a home"

"I can probably fix it for you"
You said

"Can you fix this??"
The Jock said, pointing to the bullet wound in his head
"Can you give me back my scholarship to Georgia tech? I'm supposed to be starting quarterback freshman year"

"She doesn't care, she's in love and she'll do anything for him"
The zombie said
"Including giving him her virginity. Tonight was the night wasn't it?"

"None of your business"
You said

"You stupid slut"
The cheerleader hissed
"She's worse than he is, she thinks it's okay what he did to us"

"What did he do to you??"
You asked

"She doesn't know?"
The jock said

"About what?"
You asked

The guy with the blown off jaw make up tried to speak but blood poured out his mouth

"How have you not heard about Westfield high?"
The jock asked

"I moved here"
You said

"Pick up a yearbook, bitch"
The cheerleader said

"Or read a newspaper!"
The zombie said

"We're kinda famous"
The jock said

It hit you

You were shaken to your core

Holy fucking shit

You dropped the scissors