Grunkle Stan X Reader

The Fight

"Woah, woah, woah. What's goin on here!"

Stan and Jason scurried off of each other, Ford covered himself with the sheet and Jason with Ford's button up.

"Come on, Stan. Let's give them room to finish up."

"Finish up? Finish up! What's here to finish?"

I grabbed Stan by the arm, pulled him away, and apologized while closing the door. We waited on Ford and Jason but I could tell that Stan's blood was boiling. So we sat in silence. When Ford came out Stan started yelling,

"Okay! First of all, Jason? Fuckin' Jason?! He's bullied us since kindergarten! And you lose your goddamn virginity to him?! The fuck is this, make Stan go crazy day or somethin'?"

"That's just a mask he puts on to protect himself! He doesn't want to be outed just like me if dad knew... I don't even wanna know."

When Ford said that I could see that he could start crying at any moment. Right then when all of this was going down Jason came out with his football jacket on, his hands in his pocket, and a calm look on his face. He said,

"Dude chill. Why do you even care?"

Wrong words kiddo. Stan punched Jason in the face. Jason stumbled back into Ford's arms.

"Jason! What the fuck, Stan!"

"I care 'cause he's my brother and no one is mean to my brother."

He grabbed Ford from the back of his shirt Ford tried to protest, he kicked, yelled, and begged, but it was as if Stan was deff. He didn't listen. I was completely dumbfounded.

"Com-on Carla, I'll take you home."

I knew he was not fully sober and neither was I because at that moment I felt scared of my loving, kind, protective boyfriend. I got in the car and he drove me to my house. I left and went inside. When I entered I felt so empty, my mom had already gone to sleep. I went up to my room stripped then put on my nightgown. I laid on my bed and thought all about what had happened that night, was Ford going to be okay?