Stuck in the Dark. (Cryotic x reader x Jacksepticeye)

Heather Gets Pimp Slapped!?!

Cry's Pov.

The paper read: 'Sup masked guy. I wanted to know if I could talk to you after class or something. I know this is weird af but hey ya never know.  Well anywho, just write yes or no and hand it to the girl behind you. It'll find it's way to me. welp that's it.' I read this and laughed slightly. Interested to meet the person who threw the note at me, I wrote 'sure' in big letters under what the person wrote. Following the instructions given to me, I handed the paper to the girl behind me and turned back around. 

Your Pov.

I threw the note at the back of his head, hitting him square in the middle of his head. I watched him pick it up and un-crumple it. I smiled slightly, seeing him laugh. Soon I felt Wade poke my shoulder over and over until I looked at him. He handed me the note and slyly acted like he did nothing. I giggled at how big he wrote his answer. After what seemed like forever, the bell finally rang and I stood up, grabbing my bag and bolting out of the room to grab my books for my next class so I could run back. But of course, being the huge dick that it is, life lead me to run straight into Heather. She fell over, the heel on her Louis Vuitton high heels snapping as she landded on her ass. "Ow! Watch it Fichbitch! You broke my new heels!" she yelled at me, getting up. She was standing crookedly as she started throwing insults at me as I rolled my eyes. "You better treat me better or I'll out you brother's little secret." she taunted. That's when I felt someting snap. I grabbed her by her stupid, fake blonde hair and pulled her closer to me. "Alright you bitch! You can insult me, humiliate me, destroy my reputation, hell you can even destroy my stuff, but you can never, and I mean FUCKING never insult or threaten my brother!" I yelled at her, trowing her to the floor. She quickly got up, smirking evily. "Oh you don't believe me? I'll tell everyone here that your brother is a little fa-" she started to say but I cut her off with a quick, harsh, and strong backhanded pimp slap. The noise it made echoed through out the halls as I glared at her. Quickly, I tackled her and started beating the living crap out of her. And DAMN did it feel good. Years of anger, sadness and hurt flowed out. Finally, Mark showed up and pulled me off of her. "Hey (Y/n, what happened? Are you okay?" he asked me. It wasn't until then that I noticed I was crying. Wiping my face, I nodded. "Yeah.....I ran into her and she got mad, going off as usual but then she threatend to tell everyone your secret and I guess.......I guess I just snapped." I said, looking down. I expected to get told off but I felt warm arms wrap around me as Mark pulled me into a hug. I hugged him back, crying as he just hugged me. Eventually I stopped crying and Mark let me go. "Want to skip the rest of today and go get icecream, mabye hit up the arcade?" Mark asked me. I nodded and we left the building.

narrator's Pov.

As the two left, a certain person waited outside of the class room, looking around and getting less and less certain that she was going to show up. Finally, the warning bell went off and he sighed, "I guess that they're not showing up." he said sadly. Discouraged, he trudged back to class, pulling up his hood......

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Well that sure was dramatic! Atleast Heather got what she deserved but at what cost? What will happen? What? Don't look at me! I don't know these things! Wait until the next chapter! Dang....