your love is my drug | nicole x fem reader (class of 09')

failed test ☆

trigger warning for abusive relationship, nothing too graphic i think, just nicole being a bitch and maybe getting a bit physical 

"Why did you even bother helping me?" Nicole snarled, tossing the test paper across the room. It fluttered to the floor like a defeated bird.Y/N sighed heavily, trying to keep her cool in the face of Nicole's rage. "I thought it would be nice to support you," she replied, her voice even."Well, look where that got us!" Nicole spat, gesturing at the test results lying on the floor. "It's all your fault, anyway. You clearly didn't explain it well enough."Y/N felt a knot tighten in her stomach as she took in the chaos of Nicole's room. Textbooks and notes scattered across the floor like the aftermath of a tornado, a stark contrast to the meticulously organized space she had found just hours ago. The room, once a sanctuary of their shared moments, now felt like a battleground. She knew better than to argue with Nicole when she was like this.Taking a deep breath, Y/N stepped closer, her voice firm yet measured. "Nicole, it's not my fault that you didn't pass. I studied with you, I helped you as much as I could. You have to take responsibility for your own actions."Nicole's eyes flashed with a dangerous glint, and she took a menacing step towards Y/N. Her hands balled into fists at her sides, knuckles white with tension. "Don't you dare blame this on me!" she shouted, the veins in her neck standing out as she raised her voice.Y/N's heart raced, but she held her ground. She had seen this side of Nicole before, and she knew that backing down would only make things worse. "I'm not blaming you," she said calmly, trying to placate her girlfriend. "I'm just saying that we both need to accept that studying is a shared responsibility."But Nicole wasn't in the mood for reason. With a snarl, she lunged at Y/N, pushing her against the wall. The sudden force of the impact took Y/N by surprise, and she gasped for air as Nicole's hand wrapped around her throat. The room seemed to shrink around them, the air thick with tension and fear."You think you're so much better than me, don't you?" Nicole whispered, her grip tightening. "Look at you, always acting like you're above me, like you're perfect."The sting of Nicole's slap was swift and shocking, resonating through Y/N's body like a thunderclap. Her cheek burned, and she felt her eyes fill with tears that she desperately tried to hold back. She hadn't seen it coming; she had never expected Nicole to hit her."How could you?" Y/N choked out, her voice trembling with a mix of pain and disbelief.Nicole's grip on her throat loosened slightly, a flicker of doubt crossing her face, but then she sneered. "You're pathetic," she spat, releasing her entirely.Y/N slid down the wall, coughing and rubbing her throat. Tears streamed down her cheeks, but she forced herself to look up at Nicole. "I'm sorry," she whispered, the words sticking in her throat like shards of glass.Nicole's eyes narrowed, a twisted smile playing on her lips. "You're sorry?" she repeated, incredulous. "You're sorry for what? For being smarter than me?"Y/N felt the room spin as she nodded, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'm sorry for not making you understand the material better. I'm sorry for not being more patient." The words tasted bitter in her mouth, but she knew that any challenge to Nicole's ego would only escalate the situation.Nicole's eyes lit up with a cold, mocking laughter. "Oh, you're such a good girl," she taunted, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Always eager to please, always eager to take the blame." She stepped back, her smirk growing wider as she surveyed the damage she had wrought, both to the room and to Y/N's spirit.Y/N's mind raced, searching for a way to diffuse the situation. She knew Nicole's mood swings all too well; she had to tread carefully. Slowly, she pushed herself off the floor, her legs shaking with a mix of fear and anger. With a deep, painful swallow, she forced a smile. "I know you're upset," she began, her voice gentle. "Let me make it up to you."Never breaking eye contact, she crawled over to Nicole, her movements deliberate and submissive. She reached out tentatively, placing a trembling hand on Nicole's leg. The touch was electric, sending a wave of revulsion and sadness through her, but she had to play along. She knew what Nicole wanted.Nicole's smile grew predatory as she looked down at Y/N, her eyes gleaming with a dark satisfaction. "Is that what you think I want?" she purred, her voice low and dangerous.Y/N nodded, her throat still sore from the earlier assault. She had seen this dance before. Nicole knew exactly how to manipulate her, how to twist her guilt into something... else. Something that Nicole could control. With trembling hands, she reached up to caress Nicole's cheek, her touch as soft as a whisper. "I just want to make you feel better," she murmured, her voice cracking slightly.Nicole's expression softened, the storm in her eyes calming to a simmer. She took Y/N's hand and led her to the bed, a silent acceptance of the peace offering. Y/N's heart hammered in her chest as she followed, her body moving almost on autopilot. She knew that once she started down this path, there was no turning back. It was a trade she had made too many times before—her dignity for a temporary reprieve from Nicole's wrath.The mattress dipped beneath them as they sat down, Nicole's eyes never leaving Y/N's. The room was quiet, save for their ragged breaths and the muffled sounds of the world outside. Y/N reached out, her hand shaking as it brushed against Nicole's arm, tracing the line of her T-shirt to the hem. She could feel the warmth of Nicole's skin through the fabric, a stark contrast to the chill that had settled in her own bones."What...what are you in the mood for?" she asked softly, the question hanging in the air like a fragile thread.Nicole's eyes searched hers, a cruel glint of amusement dancing within them. "Oh, you want to know what I want?" she said, leaning closer, her voice a seductive purr. "I want to see how much you're willing to do to make it up to me."Y/N's heart sank, but she nodded, her voice trembling. "Anything," she whispered, the word barely audible. "I'd do anything for you."Nicole's smile grew even more sinister as she leaned in, her breath hot against Y/N's neck. "Good," she murmured, her fingers digging into Y/N's skin. "Because I'm going to take my anger out on you."Y/N's stomach churned, but she forced herself to remain still, her mind racing for a way out. "N-Nicole," she stuttered, "maybe we could talk about this instead?"Ignoring her plea, Nicole pushed Y/N back onto the bed, straddling her with a feral grace. Her eyes never left Y/N's as she reached between her legs, her own arousal clear in the way she moved. Y/N felt the coolness of Nicole's fingers as they slid under her shorts, the fabric providing little barrier.With a roughness that made Y/N's eyes water, Nicole inserted two fingers into her, the sudden intrusion making her gasp. She felt the heat of Nicole's palm grinding against her clit as Nicole's thumb began to circle it with a relentless pressure. It was a stark reminder of the power dynamics in their relationship, a dance of pain and pleasure that she had become all too familiar with.Her body responded despite herself, her hips moving involuntarily to meet Nicole's punishing rhythm. The room spun around them as Nicole's fingers curled and thrust, each movement a silent declaration of dominance. Y/N's breath came in ragged gasps, her eyes squeezed shut against the onslaught of sensations.But through the haze of pain and fear, she felt something else stirring within her—something she had tried to bury deep down, to ignore. It was a spark of defiance, a flicker of the girl she used to be before Nicole had taken over her life. She bit her lip, trying to hold back the moans that seemed to be ripped from her very soul."You bitch," Nicole murmured, her eyes flashing with a cold rage, "this is what you get for making me fail that fucking test."Y/N's moans grew louder, the sound a mix of pain and the beginnings of arousal. "I'm sorry," she gasped, her voice hoarse. "So sorry."Nicole's grip tightened, her nails digging into Y/N's thighs. "You should be," she said, her voice cold and detached. "You're so fucking stupid."Y/N nodded, her eyes still squeezed shut, her voice strained. "I'm so sorry, N-Nico-" Her words were cut off by a gasp as Nicole's thumb pressed down even harder on her clit, sending a bolt of painful pleasure through her. "P-please," she begged, "keep going, it's all my fault."Nicole's movements grew more erratic, her own breathing becoming ragged. "You're pathetic," she spat, but there was something else in her voice, something almost desperate. "You're mine, aren't you?"Y/N's eyes snapped open, and she met Nicole's gaze with a sudden determination. "Yes," she said, her voice clear and strong. "I'm yours."Nicole's expression softened, a hint of something almost... vulnerable in her eyes. "Good," she murmured, her thumb still working its cruel magic.Y/N took a deep breath, her mind racing. She knew that Nicole craved validation, needed it like a drug. And in that moment, she realized that she had the power to give it to her. With trembling hands, she reached up to trace the sharp line of Nicole's jaw, her touch feather-light. "You're so beautiful," she whispered, her voice thick with sincerity. "So smart, so capable."Nicole's eyes searched hers, the storm in them fading to a gentle rain. The pressure of her thumb eased, the rhythm of her fingers slowing as she studied Y/N's face. For a brief moment, the rage was gone, replaced by something that almost looked like affection. "You really think so?" she murmured, her voice hoarse.Y/N nodded, her hand moving from Nicole's cheek to cradle the back of her neck. "Yes, baby," she said, her voice earnest. "I really do."Nicole's expression shifted, the cold anger melting away like ice in the sun. She leaned down, her lips grazing Y/N's ear. "Then tell me," she whispered, her breath hot against Y/N's skin, "tell me what you want."Y/N took a shaky breath, her voice trembling with a mix of fear and anticipation. "Can you... make me cum?" she asked, the words slipping out like a secret confession. It was a simple request, one she had made countless times before, but it felt different now, loaded with a new kind of meaning.Nicole's eyes searched hers, the storm in them giving way to something softer, something almost... tender. For a brief moment, Y/N saw the girl she had fallen in love with, the one who had made her feel cherished and desired. Then, with a gentle nod, Nicole's smile grew more genuine. "Of course," she whispered, her voice a silken caress.Her fingers quickened, the pressure building, and Y/N felt the coil of pleasure tighten within her. Nicole's thumb circled her clit with a new urgency, while her other hand squeezed her breast, the rough fabric of her shirt scratching against her sensitive skin. The sensations grew more intense, swirling together like a maelstrom of desire and despair.Y/N's breath hitched in her throat, and she knew she was close. Nicole leaned down, her eyes never leaving Y/N's, and captured her mouth in a deep, bruising kiss. The taste of Nicole's anger mingled with the sweetness of her lips, and Y/N moaned into the kiss, her body arching up to meet the demanding pressure of Nicole's touch.But as soon as the wave of pleasure crested, Nicole's demeanor shifted once again. She pulled away, her eyes cold and detached as she withdrew her hand from Y/N's shorts. "Look what you made me do," she sneered, her voice laced with disgust. "You're such a whore."Y/N's heart sank, the warmth of the moment evaporating like mist in the morning sun. She felt the familiar ache of rejection and hurt, but there was something else too—a spark of anger. She had allowed this to happen again, allowed Nicole to treat her like a doormat. As she sat up, she felt the warm wetness between her legs, a stark reminder of the price she had paid for a brief respite from Nicole's wrath.With trembling hands, she began to pull her clothes back on, her giggle a brittle facade that shattered the moment she stood. "What's so funny?" Nicole demanded, her voice like a whip crack in the quiet room.Y/N's smile slipped, and she met Nicole's gaze with a sadness that seemed to hang in the air like a fog. "It's just...silly, seeing you go back to your old self," she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper. She didn't dare challenge Nicole directly; that was a path that led to pain she wasn't ready to face again.Never breaking eye contact, she began to pull on her clothes, each movement a silent declaration of her intent to leave. "I have to go," she said, her voice firm despite the tremble in her hands. "My mom's waiting for me."Nicole's eyes narrowed, the flicker of anger returning. "What's so important that you can't stay?" she demanded, her tone laced with accusation.Y/N took a deep breath, bracing herself for the inevitable argument. "My mom's expecting me home," she said, her voice firm despite the quaver of fear in her chest. "I can't stay any longer."Nicole's eyes narrowed, and she sat up, crossing her arms over her chest. "So, you're just going to leave after...this?" she sneered, gesturing to the disheveled state of the room.Y/N nodded, her voice firm despite the tremble in her chest. "Yes," she said, her hands shaking as she fixed her shirt. "I need to go home."Nicole's jaw clenched, and she glared at Y/N, the earlier vulnerability vanishing like a mirage. "Fine," she snapped, rolling off the bed. "But don't bother coming back here. You're not welcome."Y/N felt a twist of pain in her chest, but she knew better than to argue. She took one last look around the room, her eyes lingering on the textbooks and notes scattered across the floor. She had hoped that maybe this time, things would be different. But as she turned to leave, she knew that hope was as shattered as the vase that lay in pieces in the corner.As she walked out the door, she couldn't help but laugh at Nicole's parting shot. It was a laugh that was equal parts hollow and bitter. "You know you'll be begging me to visit you," Y/N said, "but okay! Don't expect me here."