the targeted girl | beast boy x reader

eleven

YOU

It's been a week.

A week since the party, a week since Gar's texted me, a week since I've been able to sleep the same, since I made out with Tyler.

I've been watching my phone so much, I even see it when I close my eyes. I haven't eaten much, only an apple here or there. I still sit with the guys at lunch, but it's not the same. They ask me what's wrong, and it always chokes me up, so I strain out,

"Nothing."

Tyler and I haven't talked since he figured out what we did. It haunts the both of us. We both know it was wrong. Daring, devilish, but so so wrong. I seem to bite my lip everytime I think about it, and I use my hands to cover my crotch. I don't even let Liam and Davion touch me anymore. I don't let them hug me or put their arm around me. I'm terrified that that night will replay, only I'll go a lot farther.

"Hi, (Y/n)!" Yuki beamed, scaring the hell out of me. I was sitting on my bed, knees up to my chest, staring out into space, "Are you alright?"

"No...yes? I don't know.." I grumbled, squeezing my knees tighter. We didn't have classes today, so that was one good thing about my day, "I'm stressed.."

"Oh just ask Tyler to give you a massage! He's the best at those–"

"God, the last thing I need is Tyler touching me." I set my head on my knees, tempting to just tune her out and weep softly.

"Why?" Yuki, plopped on my bed, waiting for my response. I bit my lip, so hard I was starting to get that metallic taste in my mouth, "(Y/n)?" My shoulders tensed, and my brain began to pound. I couldnt do this. I couldnt tell his sister, "(Y/n), tell me."

I exploded, "We made out! Your brother and I in the laundry room!"

"What?"

"When we were playing hide and go get it, Tyler found me and then he asked what I was doing and I told him I was checking my messages. He just, I don't know, came onto me! I didn't stop him either! He started kissing on me and licking and touching and just ugh!" Tears rolled down my cheeks, "It was wrong. So wrong. I love Tyler. He's my best college friend. But I have a boyfriend! Nd I basically cheated on him last night with Tyler. I just.. I don't know what to do.." I sniffed, "we haven't talked since. Neither have my boyfriend and I. Everything just fell apart after that night.."

"Maybe you should talk to Tyler about it.." Yuki said, putting her hand on my knee. I wiped my tears.

"Don't you get it? Everytime I try to talk to him, it's awkward and it's like I'm in a stuffy room pressed up against him. Everything goes back to the laundry room that night.." I look over to his empty bed. It's well made, and his laptop sat on his pillow along with his headphones, "Even with sleeping in here, I don't sleep at night because I'm afraid he'll be looming over me drunk, ready to just.." I clenched my shirt so tight, I thought I ripped it, "Mark his territory all over me."

"Um.. well did you enjoy it?" My head snapped up at her.

"What kind of question is that?"

"Just answer."

"Of course I did." I deadpan, "It was like, he'd done that a million times. Like, he knew exactly where to put his hands, how to kiss me.. I mean, it was amazing but I-.. it was wrong. Like, I'm not single. That's the problem." I stared at Yuki. She tilted her head towards Tyler's bed with a smirk, and my eyes trailed over there.

There he stood with an expression I couldn't read. It was in the mix of sadness, guilt and I don't know, happiness? What was there to be happy about?