JENNA ORTEGA x reader

Nightmare at the hospital (t.c)

"Just kiss already guys !" One says childishly while the others laugh. The whole group keeps clapping their hands at the same tempo to encourage them. "Yes ! You have to do it anyway Y/N chose dare." Another says, a smirk playing on his lips. They are too eager to see the kiss to finally happen between the two girls that it's actually pretty scary, which makes Tara a little nervous. Her foot digs nervously on the ground of the cold night. "Come on !"

While they all finish their beers, Tara snakes her hand off the pocket of the hoodie she is currently wearing. She tugs innocently on Y/N's short to get her attention because strangely the girl isn't looking at her right now. Y/N is lost in her thought, her brain is starting to overthink like always. She always wanted to kiss Tara from the moment her gaze fell on her lips. But now, she actually had to do it for real in front of everyone and she has to be confident. She imagined her first kiss a hundred times but it was never like that, this is the worse. That girl's never kissed anyone is her whole life but she has to pretend that she did to not be a loser in front of everyone and especially Tara.

Her stomach is doing such weird things right now, it's a mixture of butterflies and anxiety because she is going to kiss her crush but at the same time, SHE IS GOING TO KISS HER CRUSH. But thanks to the latina, her brain stops to operate and let her heart takes the lead of her body. She looks down at her fingers who are currently tugging on her short. She reaches for her hands and gently takes her hand.

Tara smiles, she can't help it but she likes it. She squeezes Y/N's hand gently, now she is comforted and Y/N too. Y/N's fingers are wrapped around hers and her warmth is pretty reassuring. "Thank you..." The two bestfriends find each other eyes when Y/N finally decides to face Tara's gaze.

Tara bites her lower lip nervously but she relaxes because in the end, Tara and Y/N are so perfect together. Way more than just good friends would be. They don't need to talk to understand each other feelings, they never needed to. The eyes, they talk for their mouths since they're babies.

"This is the reason why I didn't want to play, it's dumb." Y/N whispers softly into her ear after brushing her hair away. "But it's just a kiss, right ?" She tries to act confident, like she is used to kiss people. "Just a kiss," she mumbles back.

Tara nods but internally scoffs, 'just a kiss' just their lips together in the most intimate way, the one she always wanted to, in front of everyone. Truth or Dare with virgins teenagers next to a fire. "Right, maybe you were right." Her body shakes in anticipation, her grip loosen.

For a short moment, everything becomes silent and blurry, their are both in their bubble, only them matter. They don't care about the group or the fire or anything else in the world.

Tara gently but very firmly grabs the collar of her shirt, deciding to take the lead and pulls her towards her just enough to kiss her. It's a shy and tempted kiss, a baby kiss. But as Y/N, they don't know how to kiss, they never did that.

But their lips just work together, they cling in a perfect wet kiss. Vibrations of lust travel their bodies that beg for more, more than that impatient, clumsy but lovely kiss. Tara fidgets Y/N collar happily but she relaxes herself in the feeling of her lips. She loosen her grip once more and wraps her arms around the neck of Y/N instead.

The small group of teen are now silent and they look at each other very proud of what they did, a huge smile on their faces. "Finally..." one of them whisper. "Shhh shut up !" They watch the girls kiss way more that was planned in the very start, they lips' are dancing together, in a perfect dance that seems like a slow. Y/N doesn't dare to use her tongue and she doesn't dare to open her mouth either to let the latina enters because hey it's her first kiss calm down. They aren't going to make out like crazy people, small cute kisses are enough for the moment.

"I like it," Y/N manages to say on Tara's lips that forms a smile right after she heard. Ô ! She likes it too. Her hands wrap her neck like a snake into a tree, she pulls her just a bit closer so her fingers are playing with her hair, which sends electricity in Y/N's body, her whole body trembles with joy.

Suddenly, Tara screams in pain, the louder scream she ever let out. The knife that Y/N just stuck into her stomach hurts like hell, maybe even more. She has never felt a pain like this one, it's like the wound is on fire. When she finally manages to pull out, the blood stains her hoodie that Y/N just borrowed her. Tears of pain rush on her cheeks. She groans and screams trying to make the blood stop. The teenagers are frozen.

Y/N tilts her head confused, she takes out her voice changer proudly and positions it in front of  her mouth. "What's the matter Tara ? You look like you've seen a ghost."

Tara screams awakes, her lungs are burning. The tears wouldn't stop falling on her cheeks, soaking her top. She looks around, her chest's moving up and down quickly has she tries to catch her breath. She only hears the sound of the BIP in her hospital room. She pulls her blankets up and looks at her wounded stomach. Since the attack at her house, Tara is freaking out, she can't eat, move and even sleep now.

The only memory that makes her truly happy has been totally crushed into pieces. The only memory she wants to play again and again like a broken record was now a terrible nightmare.

Even in her dream, Ghostface reaches to her...

Y/N was picking some foods at the venting machine when she hears the scream. She decided to leave everything to run into the room. She slams open the door. "Tara !? Tara, is everything's okay ? What's wrong ?"

She tries to speak, to scream again but the song of her pain stay stuck in her throat. She chokes between tears wishing all of this would just stop. She was so helpless, so little next to the trauma that eats her, she can't handle it anymore. Y/N leans forward and take her soaked cheeks into her hands, she whispers to her. "Tara, Tara it's okay you're safe now. You're with me, I'm here with you and I'm not leaving you okay ? I'm going to take care of you."

"Tara I'm here..." With her thumbs, she gently wipe away some of Tara's tears that doesn't seem to wanna stop. "P-please... don't...don't leave me alone. I- can't anymore...can't be alone."

She brushes her hair away to clearly see her face, Tarar's eyes are all red and puffy. The flow of tears keeps falling all around her beautiful face. She bites her lip until she feels the metal even is Y/N tries everything to make her stop. "Tara don't-"

"I just need you so bad, Y/N. I need you..."

Y/N leans back taken aback by those words that keep resonate in her mind. Tara's eyes are just begging for a second of calm, just a second where she could feel light and innocent again. Like back in the camp when she shared her first kiss with her bestfriend. She doesn't want this memory to be ruined, all of them but not this one.

She nods, quietly before wrapping her arms around the latina. She makes sure she doesn't hold her to tightly to not press on her wounds. But at the moment she does it, Tara grabs the shirt of her friend and doesn't let it go, to scared that if she looses her grip, Y/N would disappear forever. "Breathe for me Tara, do it. I want to hear you breathe."

Tara tries to control her breathing but it is the hardest thing Y/N can ask to her right now. She tries, she tries as hard as she can to breathe normally as her friend keep telling her to, to inhale and exhale slowly. The last thing she wants is Tara's having an asthma attack on her, so she makes sure it won't happen.

"You're doing very well, I'm proud of you. Keep going Tara...just follow mine." she whispers softly, giving her kisses on the head while Tara breathes Y/N's sent, hiding in the crook of her neck. "Okay..."

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It took a long moment and several panicked nurses before Tara could finally calm down. Now that her breathing is back to normal, her grip is less hard than before. However, Y/N keeps holding her, caressing the back of her neck quietly, waiting for Tara to tell her what happened.

However, Tara doesn't seem to be fine enough to share her feelings and her nightmare out loud, even to Y/N. Her eyes are now all red and dry, her little fingers' fidgeting nervously with her hospital bracelet wondering if it could be worse. So Y/N keeps her hands where they are, nodding in understanding. If Tara doesn't want to speak then she won't force her to anything and she'll wait quietly until she feels like it. "I'm here sweat girl..." Tara sighs softly at the whisper of her favorite person.

Y/N would wait an entire life for Tara.