my first love, a fanfic about Margot Robbie

eaves dropping (sad)

Tws: mentions of suicide and self harm!
Context: Margot overhears you opening up about your shitty friends.

Margot's POV: It was a weekend, me and y/n both had the day off.
"Hey y/n, I was going to go over to pick something up at my friend's, do you think you could stay here for a while until I get back?" I said.

"Yeah! I was going to invite some friends, if thats okay with you?"

"Yeah, of course! Which friends?"

"Just the typical friend group, Mark, Tim, Charlotte and Lily " She said,
I nodded, and closed the door,
"See you soon, love!" She said, as the door shut. Oh how I love her.

Y/N's POV: As I heard Margot drive off, I heard another car park in our driveway, I knew it was them. I brushed myself off, took a deep breath, and opened the door.

"Hi guys!!" I said, excitedly,

"Uhm, hi, y/n. Is Margot here?" Charlotte asked,

"No, why?"
"Good, that ugly bitch isn't here, just let us come in." Charlotte said. Ouch. I moved to the left so everyone could come inside, and led them to the guest bedroom.
"Woah, y/n, this is the ugliest house I have ever seen." Mark said,
"Woah, thanks." I said back, sarcastically, shutting the door a bit, but I was too distracted on them, so I accidentally left a little peak in the door opened.

"So, why did you even ask us here in the first place?" Lily said, looking around the room.

"I wanted to tell you guys, that I want to leave this friend group, and that I don't want to be your friend anymore, so you can forget about me after this." I blatantly said.
They all looked at each other, holding in their laughs and giving me dirty looks.

"Seriously, y/n?" Tim asked.
"You're such a shitty friend, leaving us after all we've ever done for you." Charlotte yelled at me.
I flinched,
"Yeah, what the fuck is wrong with you!?" Lily said.

Margot's POV: I arrived home, with a surprise for both me and y/n, I walked inside, trying to find her and her friends.
"Y/n? Love? Where are you?" I said. I heard yelling from the guest bedroom, so I immediately sprinted there. I saw through the peak of the door, y/n standing there, while all of her friends on the other side, pointing at her.

"You call me a shitty friend? I'M shitty to you?! Do you guys even know how fucking hard I try, every day to be so perfect for you? I always wanted to be your fucking best friend , all of you guys, and you call me shitty?! You guys don't know me at all, do you? She yelled back at them.

"Y/n , shut up. You're always happy, and your life is fucking perfect, you married a millionaire, an incredibly ugly one, but what more could you fucking want?!" Charlotte yelled.

"Please, shut the fuck up. You guys aren't my friends anymore, you're all fucked up. So what if I married a millionaire? Yes, she makes me so incredibly happy, but does that mean I don't have feelings? Does that give you guys the fucking right to push me around, control me and treat me like shit? You guys are fucked up, you never changed. I don't even have a single person left besides Margot, because some shitty girl stole them all away from me? honestly, I don't even fucking care at this point anymore. I'll be fucking self harming myself until you guys actually smile when I'm around." She blurted out. As soon as she finished, she gasped for her own breath. I could feel tears down my eyes.

Y/N's POV: At this point, I just tried not to cry in front of them.
"Y/n, you're being so goddamn dramatic. We're not even that bad of friends." Tim said.

"Not that fucking bad? You talk shit about me all the fucking time, and I hear it, you make plans to go out and don't invite me, when I'm right there. You call my fiancé ugly, you call her names, you slut shamed her. You guys all have your own inside jokes, and you still say that I'm not enough. What more could you possibly fucking want from me?! I gave you guys money, I brought you guys on tons of trips, I gave you guys a shit ton of gifts for your birthday and Christmas, I was always there, EVERY SINGLE FUCKING TIME YOU NEEDED ME. I fucking did everything for you guys, am I enough? Didn't fucking think so."
At this point , they were all shocked at what I had just said.

"Why are you guys even still arguing with me at this point? I thought that you'd be celebrating that I'm gone."

"Oh trust me, we are." Charlotte said, laughing.

"Yeah, celebrate my death once I commit because of you guys. I just asked for one thing , and every single one of you want that too, so just hurry up and agree to cut ties with me already, what's so fucking hard?!"

"FINE! WE CUT TIES WITH YOU!" Everyone yelled.
"Come on guys, let's go out without this whore." Charlotte said. Everyone laughed.
They opened the door to be face to face with Margot, who was technically bawling her eyes out. They all laughed , and pushed her out of the way, onto the ground.
"Ugly , weak, whore." Mark said, to her. I immediately ran to her and helped her up.
"I hope you're fucking happy." I said , as they walked off, outside to their car.
"Shut up, y/n. You should really go kill yourself."

Margot's POV: I still could not process what I had just heard, and what just happened to me.
"My love!! Are you okay? I am sorry that they pushed you down like that, are you hurt?" She said, tucking my hair back.
I hugged her tight.
"I should be the one whose fucking sorry. Y/n, why would you let them push you around like that? They are horrible people." I said, as tears streamed down both of our eyes.
"I, I don't know." She stuttered.
"Everything's gonna be fine, they're not here anymore." I said, kissing her cheek.
"Thank you Margot, you mean the world to me."0