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

confessions

The sound of soft sobs echoed through the bathroom, pulling me out of my haze of alcohol-induced numbness. My heart ached at the sound, recognizing the familiar cadence of pain and despair.

Without hesitation, I set aside the flask and approached the stall where the girl was crying. "Hey, are you okay in there?" I called out softly, my voice laced with concern.

There was a moment of silence before a shaky voice responded from behind the closed door. "I'm fine," she replied, though her voice trembled with emotion, betraying her words. 

she needed this just as much as I did, I peaked  just enough of it under her stall. For a moment, there was silence, broken only by the sound of the girl's muffled sobs. Then, with a hesitant hand, she reached out and took the flask

"Thank you," she whispered, her voice thick with emotion. I could hear the strain in her words, the weight of her pain evident even in the darkness of the stall.

I didn't know what else to say, so I simply nodded, even though she couldn't see me. "You're welcome," I replied softly, my voice barely above a whisper.

There was another moment of silence, punctuated only by the sound of the flask being uncapped. I closed my eyes, allowing myself to sink into the quiet stillness of the bathroom, the tension in my shoulders slowly ebbing away.

As the silence enveloped us once more, I couldn't shake the feeling of heaviness in the air, the weight of unspoken words hanging between us like a thick fog. My mind drifted back to the events of the past few weeks, the tangled web of emotions and regrets that had brought me to this moment.

"I just... I don't know what to do anymore," the girl whispered, her voice trembling with vulnerability. "It's like everything is falling apart, and I can't seem to find my way out of the darkness."

The girl's voice wavered with uncertainty, her vulnerability echoing my own inner turmoil. Despite the gravity of her words, a small laugh escaped my lips, laced with bitterness and resignation. "You and me both," I replied, my voice tinged with weary amusement. "Seems like we're both stuck in the same sinking ship,

her sound of soft sobs echoed through the bathroom, stirring me from my stupor. Despite the alcohol coursing through my veins, the vulnerability in the other girl's voice tugged at my heartstrings. it all felt too familiar, too real."

"I Can't do anything right" 

Her words struck a chord within me, yet again, it echoing my own feelings of despair and uncertainty. Without thinking, I found myself unable too respond, my mind shot blank, just wanting too here this girl speak more.

There was a moment of silence, broken only by the steady rhythm of our breathing. And then, to my surprise, the other girl spoke again.

"I mean, she's just so... amazing," she continued, her voice filled with admiration. "The way she stands up for what she believes in, even when it's hard. And her smile... it lights up the whole room, and she doesn't give up even when I didn't love her back, and might never of."

As the other girl continued to speak, her words resonated with me in a way I couldn't quite explain. It was as if she was peeling back the layers of my heart, exposing the raw emotions and desires that I had buried deep within. And then, with a sudden clarity, it all clicked into place.

That's when it happened – when all the pieces fell into place. My heart raced with a newfound sense of understanding, like I was just about to win a grand prix. Here she was, right next to me, pouring her heart out to a stranger in a bathroom stall. But I knew, deep down, that she wasn't just talking about any ordinary person. She was talking about me – about us.

The realization hit me like a bolt of lightning, sending a surge of excitement and nervous energy coursing through my veins. It was as if everything suddenly made sense, like the universe had been waiting for this moment to unfold.

I couldn't help but smile, a rush of warmth flooding through me as I embraced the truth of our connection. She was my girl, and I was hers – it was as simple and as beautiful as that.

"Tell me, stranger," I interjected, unable to resist the urge to tease her. "What is it about this person that has captured your heart so completely?"

well, the girl laughs lightly before beginning. she knows exactly what to say to make me laugh, even when I'm feeling down. And her smile... it lights up the whole room," the girl replied, her voice filled with warmth and affection. "She's the most caring and compassionate person I've ever met, and she's always there for me, no matter what."

I couldn't help but chuckle at the unexpected admission, a rush of warmth flooding through me. Regina had always had a way of surprising me, even in the most unexpected of moments.

"She sounds amazing," I replied, unable to keep the smile from my face. "Anyone would be lucky to have her in their life."

The other girl let out a soft sigh, her tone wistful. "Yeah, she really is," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. "I just wish she knew how much she means to me."

"yeah that's a real shame because I am sure that she is also  super hot, and funny, has a great singing voice, hum can you think of anything else blondie?" it took a second but 

Regina finally clicked. 

Regina's voice cracked with emotion as she struggled to find the right words, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. "she struggled to find the right words, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. "Y/n, is that really you?"