NOCKFELL~Sally Face x Reader

Chapter Tweleve

It was Halloween. Me and Sal spent all morning getting ready, we took his hair out of his pigtails. Sprayed it bright green and slicked it back. I sprayed the ends of my hair pink and blue. We got into our costumes and checked ourselves out in his bathroom mirror. "Damn. We look good." I said hyping us up. "You really do." Sal said looking me up and down. "Stop, you are rocking that slick back." I said pointing at his hair. We were supposed to meet everyone at the entrance because we were all going to a big Halloween party. "Right let's get down to everybody." I said putting on thigh high heeled boots. Sal put his mask on, which I felt bad for him, but he didn't want to go out without it.

We made it down to everyone, immediately I started laughing at Larry and Ash, the ketchup and mustard costumes were so good. "You and Sal actually look so good together." Ash said pointing at our costumes. "Thanks it was my idea." I said proudly. "Well then let's get going." Larry said walking out the entrance.
We were walking to the Halloween party. I didn't like parties at all. Neither did Sal so I knew we were probably going to leave early.

When we got to the party somebody came up to Larry straight away. "You want some acid man?" He said, Larry's eyes lit up. "I'll catch you guys later." He said before following the guy. Ash sighed. We all sat on the floor in the living room. Everyone was taking shots of vodka, but Sal. He didn't like to drink. I was on my 15th shot. And I was really feeling it. I lay my head back against the couch that was behind me. "Let's play truth or dare." Ash said. I perked up. I love truth or dare. "Okay you first Ash." I slurred. Which caught Sal's attention. "Okay, Connie truth or dare?" Ash asked me. "Truth." I replied. "Have you kissed anybody in this room?" Ash said glancing over at Sal. "Yess." I said slurring. She looked over at Sal in shock but Sal pretended to be looking somewhere else. "Okay, m-my turn, Sally! Truth or dare?." I asked him. "Truth as well." He responded. "Do you have a crush on anyone in this room?" I asked him smiling. "Yes." He said firmly. Ash looked in between us. "Okay so it's my turn then?" Sal said sitting up. We nodded. "Connie truth or dare?" "Truth." I answered drunkenly. "Do you like anyone in this room." He asked keeping eye contact. Before I could answer. "And if so, who?" I paused looking at him with wide eyes. "Yes I do.. and..." I paused a wave of nausea hit me. I stood up practically sprinting to the bathroom, with a empty litre bottle of vodka in my hand. I threw up every single shot I had into that toilet, I slipped slightly, smashing the glass, it cut into my leg but I didn't think much of it at the time. After getting a sick I sat on the floor beside the toilet, I felt bad for dirtying this person's house so I put all the glass in the bin. The bathroom door opened. "Hey, wanna go home?" It was Sal. I just nodded. He gathered all our stuff and said that we were going to go home now.

We were walking home, Sal had his arm around me to stop me from falling over. "You shouldn't have drank that much." He said seriously. "I'm sorry." I whispered. "You are staying in my house tonight." He said firmly, I had never seen Sal annoyed. I wished I could see his face in this moment. "Take it.. off." I said pausing in the middle. "No." He said sternly. That hurt my feelings, I instantly looked down at the path. He looked over at me and seen that I had looked down. "I will when we are home." He said softly. I didn't say or do anything. Just kept looking at the path.

We got back to the apartments. He got us into the elevator. When we got to the fourth floor he basically pushed me inside his apartment. He brought me by my hand to his room. Sitting me down on his bed. "Ca- can you take it off now." I said hiccuping. "No." He said again firmly. "But you said!" I exclaimed. "Stop. Get into these." He said handing me some comfy clothes. I took them and stood up. But I sat straight back down."Ughh. I feel horrible." I said still as drunk as I was at the party. "Well that's what you get for drinking irresponsibly." He said coldly. "Stop.." i said quietly. He looked over in confusion. "Huh?" He asked. "Stop being so mean.." I said softly. He came over immediately bringing me into a hug. "No, I'm not trying to be mean, I'm just worried." He said rubbing my back. "But you wont take your mask off anymore.." I said, tears building up in my eyes. He sighed, unbuckling his mask and throwing it to the end of the bed. "There." He said calmly. I looked up at his face, he has an upset look, an annoyed one. "I'm sorry." I whispered. "It's okay, let's just get you into bed okay?" He said letting go of me. "But I need to get this out of my hair.." I said pointing at the pink and blue bits. Sal also remembered his hair is bright green. "You can't have a shower like this, not alone anyway." Sal said. "I'll call Maple." He added. "No..You come." I said looking up at him. "You're drunk, you don't know what you want." He said picking up his phone. He rang Maple. "Hey Maple, Connie is extremely drunk. I need someone to watch her while she's in the shower." He said down the phone, his face changed after a couple of seconds. "Okay, sorry for bothering you." And then he put the phone down. "Maple isn't home." Sal told me. "So can you come?" I asked. "I'll sit in there but, pull the shower curtain okay?" He said reaching for my hand. We got into the bathroom and he locked the door, he turned to face the wall, while I got undressed. While I was taking the Harley Quinn costume off I realised the shoes were ripped. "Fuck!" I exclaimed. "Is everything okay?" Sal said still facing the wall. "I ripped my boot heels." I said stumbling. I finally got the heels off, which took about 5 minutes. I seen a massive gash, I remembered the bottle smashing earlier. "Sal, do you have a bandage?" I asked sitting on the side of the bathtub. "Can I turn around?" He asked. I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around me. "Yes." He turned and his eyes widened at the sight of my leg. "What happened?!" He asked frantically. "A glass broke when I was getting sick, I didn't think it was that bad." I said slurring nearly every word. "It doesn't need stitches." He said inspecting it. He got a wet tissue and dabbed it on the laceration. "Ah.." I whimpered. He looked up at me. "Get in the shower and wash it." He said, turning back around so I could remove the towel. I got into the shower and turned it on. The water stung the gash so bad I had to cover my mouth. I washed the dye from my hair and washed my body. That's when soap got in the cut. "Ah...fuck." I said loudly. "Are you okay?" Sal asked. "Yeah, soap got in it." I explained. I washed the soap away from the cut and turned off the shower. "Sal?" I called out. "Yes?" He responded. "I can't reach the towel." I said, for some reason I had thrown my towel across the room. "Okay." He walked over to get it and handed it to me behind the curtain. I stepped out of the shower. "Let me see the leg." Sal said, I turned so he could see it. It was deep enough for stitches. But I wasn't going to be getting any. "Will I wait in your room?" I asked him. He nodded. I was sat in Sal's room, I had already changed into a pair of his shorts and I had left one of my sports bras here once so I put that on. I felt sick again but Sal was in the shower. I stumbled to the bathroom door. "Sal!" I called out. "Yeah?" He yelled back. "I'm gonna puke!" I exclaimed. The shower stopped and the door opened, I ran straight past him, vomiting in the toilet. He walked over and rubbed my back. "Hey, we should get you some medicine." He said before leaving to get it. He came back and I was sat on the floor hugging my knees. I hated being sick. It was one of my worst fears. "Here." He said handing me an anti sickness pill. I took it and flushed the toilet. "Come on let's go to bed." He said leading me back to his room. I laid down on his bed groaning. I had the worst headache and my stomach was aching so bad, I had my period on top of this. "Hey, it's alright, you'll be fine in the morning." He said getting in beside me. "Oh I almost forgot, I'll get you a bandage for that leg." He said before getting back up and leaving the room. I sat there rocking back and forth. "Here you go." He said entering the room. "You do it." I said pointing at my leg. "I don't want to hurt you." He said hesitantly. "I can't do it." I said laying down dramatically. He sighed and sat at the end of the bed, he lifted up my leg onto his lap. He took out an alcohol wipe. "This might hurt, it was sterilise it though." He said, he then wiped it over the gash, my body tensed up. This was an intense burning pain. "Ah..that hurts." I said panicky. He sighed. "I know I'm sorry." He said removing the wipe. "Now this is cream to make sure the scar isn't as big as the cut." He said calmly. He then rubbed the cream around the cut, which didn't hurt, but then he has to put the cream in the cut. "Ow.." I whimpered, almost retracting my leg. He finished putting the cream on. "Now this is a gauze, it has to be put into the cut okay?" He said patiently. He then slowly stuffed a small piece into the gash. "Wait.." I whimpered. He stopped. "Okay go." I put my head down while he did the rest. Tears were forming in my eyes. "Okay now all that's left is the bandage." He said, he then wrapped the bandage around my leg. "There all done." He said rubbing my knee. I didn't look up, I still had tears steaming down my face, from my leg, my head and my stomach. "Hey, look at me." Sal said lifting my chin up revealing my face. "Fuck. Was I too rough?" He said about my leg. "No, just everything i-is hurting." I stuttered. He pulled me onto his lap. My legs wrapping around his waist. He kissed my forehead. "Drinking is not for you." He said laughing slightly. "Mhm." I sounded out. He ran his hands through my hair. "You want to go to sleep now?" He asked. I just nodded he lay me down and put the covers over me. He went to leave the room. "Where you going." I said scared. "I'm just gonna go check if Larry got home, okay?" He said reassuring me. "I'll be 5 minutes." He added. He kissed my forehead again and left.

He came back around 5 minutes later as he promised. When he came in the room, I was now in fetal position, groaning and whimpering from the pain. He got in the bed beside me. "Hey, it's alright. Just try to sleep okay?" He said pulling me back against him. It took me a while to sleep this time, but eventually I drifted into slumber.