Christina x Fem Reader! (15-17 yrs)

Suffer in Silence.

He wasn't at school the next day.

There were awareness posters hung around the school with headlines like: "Keep your doors locked, uninvited guests may think you're welcoming them." As you pass by more than 20 of these posters, you spot a memorial near the entrance of the gym.

But that's not the only thing you spot.

You quickly realize the face of the girl crying is Christina, you run over to her to comfort her. "It's not fair! He didn't deserve it! I hope that stupid murderous freak dies!"

You can't lie, hearing her say those words stabbed harder than you did.

"It's fine Christina, you can be mine now!" she looks at you blankly.

"Are you fucking JOKING?!" she screamed louder than she ever had, the other people in the memorial area looked over to her. You raise an eyebrow, questioning the reason for her outburst.

"What's wrong with you?" you ask.

"What's wrong with me?! What the hell is wrong with you?! My boyfriend was stabbed! This isn't even the time to say anything like that! Why the hell would you think I would date you right after my boyfriend WAS STABBED?!" you feel the tears building up in your eyes. "But... You like me, right?! Please! I'm begging you not to leave me!"

She looks at you with even more fury, as if she is going to pop a blood vessel.

"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU!" She pushes you out of her way and she storms off.

Everyone stares in shock as your eyes fill with tears. You fall on your knees.

You never wanted this, the only thing you wanted was her.

"You okay Texas?" You look up at Chris as he holds his hand out, offering you a lift from the dread and sorrow that you were sulking in.

You reject his oddly positive response to your embarrassing heartbreak.

You stand up quivering.

"Just leave me alone." You mutter. "Was he close to you? I'm sorry about what happened." Quite the opposite of close, if close meant in his room close then I guess.

I leave him drained from a response. "Yea I heard he's not doing so hot, he won't be able to walk for a while, they hit a nerve or something, and now he's paralyzed." He says calmly. For a slight second, you're guilty, then relieved, then panicked.

If he remembers that you had thrown him in a hospital bed, you wouldn't even have a chance with Christina if she found out.

You run out the gym door to find someone else waiting for you.

"Who the hell do you think you are?!" You recognize her face and her voice, it's one of her friends from the lunch table, you recall Christina introducing her as "Mylee."

"Excuse me?" You utter nervously. "I can't believe you would say shit like that like it's no big deal. I haven't seen her cry like that in a while, but your ignorant self-centered ass thought you could throw around words like that?" She pushes you, making you fall on the hard floor. You see her clench her fist, debating whether or not she should put you in the same situation as Austin.

"Mylee, no. No matter how much of a self-centered little bitch she is, we cannot resort to violence." Izzy debates. Her grip loosens on her hands, her fingers twitch as she looks at you in complete disgust. Mylee raises the middle finger at you. "Dude, just let her ass get whooped by Mylee! I told you that this bitch was bad news, it's her fault that her ass is in the situation!" Izzy glares at the girl that gave you awkward looks at the table at lunch. "Dana! We told you to keep your mouth shut!" Izzy retorts.

"Whatever, let this skank crawl back to whatever cage she came from, Christina needs our comfort, and beating this bitch up won't do anything in her favor."