gxg- Never Gonna Happen. (Regina George x reader) - Renee Rapp

The letter

The weight of the past week pressed heavily upon me, like a suffocating blanket of sorrow and regret. Regina's accident had left a gaping hole in my life, a void that seemed impossible to fill. As I sat alone in my room, the silence enveloped me like a shroud, wrapping me in a cocoon of numbness and disbelief.

The sight of Regina's body lying motionless on the ground, the sound of sirens wailing in the distance, the frantic rush to get her help – it all seemed like a nightmare from which I couldn't wake.

if only I had been able to stop her. 

The days at school dragged on, each one feeling longer and more exhausting than the last.   around the halls was like a toxic cloud, fuelled by wild speculation and baseless rumours. Some whispered that Cady had deliberately pushed Regina in front of that school bus, a vicious accusation that made my blood boil with rage.

It was utter bullshit, of course – a cruel fabrication spun from the twisted minds of those desperate to assign blame. But try as I might to ignore the whispers and murmurs, they followed me like a shadow, 

As for Cady and me, our rift remained as wide as ever, a gaping chasm that seemed impossible to bridge. Despite the chaos swirling around us, we still hadn't managed to make amends, each of us nursing our wounds and nursing our own grievances.

I couldn't help but wonder if Cady ever clued into the intimate relationship I had with Regina. We had kept it hidden so we, in the aftermath of Regina's accident, with emotions running high and secrets bubbling to the surface, I couldn't shake the feeling that Cady might have sensed something was amiss. 

Like she heard me mention her. Cady stood hesitantly in the doorway of my room, clutching a envelope in her hand. Her expression was solemn, her eyes betraying a hint of vulnerability beneath their usual steely exterior.

"Hey," she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "Can we talk?"

I glanced up from my book, surprised by the seriousness of her tone. "Yeah, of course," I replied, setting aside my reading and gesturing for her to come in. 

Cady crossed the room in a few quick strides, her movements stiff and awkward. She perched on the edge of my bed, her eyes fixed on the floor as she toyed with the edge of the letter in her hand.

"What's that?" I asked, nodding toward the paper.

Cady hesitated for a moment before holding it out to me. "It's from Regina," she said simply.

I quickly took the letter from her, 

"It's... it's a letter from Regina," I murmured, my voice catching in my throat.

Cady nodded, her gaze still fixed on the floor. "Yeah, her mom came by and dropped it off she explained. "She said Regina wanted you to have it." "no Idea how that woman has our address" she added.

I studied Cady's face, searching for any sign of deceit or manipulation, but all I saw was genuine remorse and regret. "Thank you," I said quietly, tucking the letter into the pocket of my jeans.

There was a moment of tense silence between us, the weight of everything left unsaid hanging heavy in the air. Finally, Cady spoke up, her voice barely audible.

"I know about you and Regina," she admitted, her words rushed and breathless. "I've known for a while now."

I felt a surge of panic and anger rise up inside me, but before I could respond, Cady held up her hand, cutting off my protests.

"Wait, just listen," she said, her voice trembling slightly. "I'm not here to judge you or anything. I just... I just want to talk."

I took a deep breath, forcing myself to calm down as I waited for her to continue.

"I know I haven't been the best sister lately," Cady continued, her voice thick with emotion. "I've been so wrapped up in my own problems that I haven't even stopped to think about how it might be affecting you."

I felt a pang of guilt at her words, realizing just how much our relationship had suffered in recent weeks.

"But I want to change that," Cady went on, her eyes meeting mine for the first time. "I want us to be sisters again, like we used to be."

Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes as I listened to her heartfelt confession. Despite everything that had happened between us, I couldn't deny the bond we shared, the years of laughter and tears that had forged our connection.

"I want that too," I whispered, 

Cady's eyes softened, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "So, what do you say? Truce?" 

"no more plastic" I question her, 

Cady's smile widened, a genuine warmth seeping into her expression. "No more plastic," she confirmed, her voice filled with sincerity. "I'm done pretending to be someone I'm not."

I returned her smile, a weight lifting off my shoulders as I realized that perhaps, just perhaps, we could finally put the past behind us. "Truce," I agreed,

"Oh I kind of told Mr Duvall, that I was behind the entire burn book" Cady suddenly admitted.  

My eyes widened in disbelief as Cady's confession sank in. "You did what?" I exclaimed, my voice echoing with shock. "You took the blame for the entire burn book?"

Cady nodded, her expression serious. "I know it sounds crazy, but I couldn't stand to see the school tearing itself apart over that stupid book," she explained, her voice tinged with regret. "I just wanted the drama to end, and I thought if I took the fall for it, maybe everyone would finally move on."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Cady had sacrificed her own reputation to protect the rest of us from the fallout of the burn book. It was a selfless act, one that spoke volumes about her character and integrity.

"But why didn't you tell me?" I asked, my voice softening with understanding. "We could have figured something out together."

Cady shrugged, a wry smile playing at the corners of her lips. "I guess I was afraid you'd try to stop me plus we were not really speaking," she admitted, her gaze meeting mine. "And besides, I didn't want you getting dragged into all of this mess."

I shook my head, unable to fully comprehend the depth of Cady's sacrifice. "Thank you, Cady," 

I shook my head, unable to fully comprehend the depth of Cady's sacrifice. "Thank you, Cady," she smiles at me, "anyway I will leave you too read that letter", she says as she wiggles her eyebrows at me and leaves the room.

I open the letter.

"Hey y/n,

currently you are fast asleep next to me, you look fucking adorable curled up like that, especially for the fact you are in my bed,  It's strange, pouring my heart out onto paper like this, knowing that you'll probably never read it. But I need to say this, even if it's just for my own sake.

  I'm on my way to the school right now, to do something that I know will cause chaos. And you'll have questions, I'm sure of it. But all I can tell you is that it was your sister who started all of this mess. I wish I could explain more, but it's complicated, something you do need too know is I am including your name in the burn book, but its only too keep you safe.  

Fuck this 

there's something else I got to tell you, something I've been holding back for way too long. I Like that y/n  Scratch that, I fucking love you. Every little thing about you drives me crazy, from your witty remarks to the way you're not afraid to put me in my place. And when you look at me I feel like my heart is literally beating in my ears, and when you get flustered I get flustered because I think Its the cutesiest stupidest thing.

But I've been too much of a coward to say any of this to your face. So here I am, pouring my heart out in a letter that you'll probably never read. But I need you to know, y/n. I love you. I have for a while now, and I hope that maybe, just maybe, you feel the same way about me.

Goodbye, my love, I'm yours, completely and utterly."