Goth Boy Peter~ [Peter x Fem Reader]

Chapter 38

⚠️This chapter contains body image issues and self-harm, read with cation. I don't condone self-harm as a way of coping. This is all fiction⚠️

🟢: The self-harm part is over

•Continued•

~♡Y/N's POV♡~

Sarah took me and Peter to her room so we could set down my stuff. I'm still embarrassed by what Sarah said. Why would she say that!? D-Does he want to..? No! Why would he? He probably thinks I'm too ugly, which isn't wrong.. I turn towards Sarah as I fidget with my fingers.

🪻: "Can I please take a shower?" I ask softly.

🌸: "Of course! Here, I'll get you a towel." I walk into the hall and grab a towel from the closet. I hear the water start as I walk back into the room. I quickly shoo Peter out and lock the door. "Here you go. Take your time, I'll be in the living room, okay?"

🪻: "Thank you, Sarah. I'll try not to be too long.. I'm sorry for the unexpected invite.." I say nervously.

🌸: I smile softly in understandment. "It's okay, Y/N. You don't have to apologize for anything. I just want you to be comfortable.." I pull her in for a hug and hold her close.

🪻: I can feel tears forming in my eyes again, and I hug her back. "Thank you.." I say softly. After a minute, I pull away and grab my bag with my bathroom stuff as I walk into her bathroom, locking the door behind me.

~♡Peter's + Sarah's POV♡~

🌸: I smile as I watch her walk away. I feel bad for whatever she went through, and I hope my place will be the best place for her to stay. I leave my room and walk into the kitchen to finish making a snack.

🥀: I sit on the counter, just thinking about Y/N. I really hope she's okay.. Then I see Sarah walk into the kitchen, and I hop down from the counter and punch her in the arm.

🌸: "Ow, what the fuck, Peter!?" I hold my arm as I look at him.

🥀: "That's what you get for embarrassing me and Y/N!"

🌸: "Ohhh.. Oh, come on, Peter! I didn't know she was coming! Plus, you did take hours to come home. I'm allowed to have my suspicions.." I blow raspberries at him before turning away.

🥀: I roll my eyes and sit on the counter beside her. "Why would you even say something like that? As if I would admit to something like that. I think you should apologize to her.."

🌸: "I'm sure she doesn't care. It's not like I made fun of her dead dog or something.."

🥀: "After tonight, I think she does.."

🌸: Now I get a little worried and curious. "What happened tonight? Is that why you were gone for so long?"

🥀: "Promise not to tell any of your whore friends?"

🌸: My brows furrow and I smack his arm when he insults my friends. "They're not whores, Peter."

🥀: "Whatever you say.. Do you promise?"

🌸: "Of course, now tell me."

🥀: "We got to her house and we started the project. No one's home. Her mom is on a cruise, and her step dad is on a business trip or whatever.."