School parking lot
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I leaned against my girl, Jesse while smoking a cigarette. A habit I only did in real life when I was nervous or anxious. I've been waiting in the school parking lot waiting for Tatum and Sidney to arrive so I can check up on them, I've always been an over protective friend and it racks my nerves having someone try and hunt them down and kill them, they aren't mice. If it was up to me I would find them and fill their jaws with lead.
I'm determined to keep them safe, and if I cant do that then what kind of friend am I?
I'm sitting in my thoughts. God what am I supposed to do? Dewey says he has all this shit handled, but does he actually?
I mean come on. We can't even trace the calls? Not even tagging the phones? Even Detective Fuller was better than that. I think reminiscing the detective from Montreal, God if only I could get a piece of that. I roll my head to the side and chuckle to myself before taking a puff of my cigarette.
"Yummy detective." I mumbled out loud.
"Nice ride" a voice spoke up, I turn my head over my shoulder and see that dirty blonde hair and his classic green plaid.
I smile at him and puff another blow from my cigarette.
"Hey Tate. How you doin', hun?" I greeted him with a soft smile gracing my face. I love calling people names, makes me seem more inviting, normal even. And it also adds to my charm I suppose, people like it. That's what Stu would say anyway.
Tatum on the other hand would make a fuss about it.
"As good as I can be right now...you?" he asked as he walked closer and examined Jesse. I pat her seat and smile.
"Eh just waiting up for my girls, you know? This is Jesse, she's my baby." I say as I run my hand along her seat.
"Where'd you get it?" He asked.
"HER. Not 'it'. I got her at a beach town called Santa Carla, or whatever. The so called 'murder Capitol of the world' it's chill I guess, it just gives off supernatural vibes though. A couple of my friends down there are obsessed with Vampires. Got her from a couple of old friends. You ought to know and go places when you don't settle for the longest time." I said as I rolled my shoulders before seeing Sidey and Tatum walking up the sidewalk. I shuffle with my jacket and lean off of Jesse, before looking at Tate.
"Hey, I'll see you in biology. Later." I started to walk away after I said my farewell and I put my cigarette out on my tongue before throwing it away. It burned, the taste of as he had a certain tang to it, not that of chewing tobacco, rather it gets stuck in your teeth, and won't leave untill you spit it out. I only stubbed it though.
"Hey girls" I said with an adoring smile, I loved my girls, I treated them as if they we're my own at time. They both waved back and smiled and Sidney looked better. She looked less stressed than she was last night, that's a good sign.
"Hey!" Tatum said with a smile, she's definitely been trying to keep Sid happy, or at least not as stressed, she's good at that.
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Dionaea Muscipula (xfem!reader)
FanfictionY/n L/n, A 19-20 year old girl, protective, innovative, and withheld grit. She's fascinated with the Macabre and anything to do with it, her intellect seems to surpass most those around her, her inner dialogue knows her best. What will happen when...