Bart Simpson x reader//DISCONTINUED

chapter 7~"he's tearing himself apart"

Beep...

Beep...

Beep...

I groaned lowly, moving my hand to whack the alarm. I hate so much, only for my hand to land on something squishy, opening my eyes. I saw a hand that connected to an arm. That connected to a shoulder, that held a sleeping Bart

I gasped, jumping slightly and pulling my arm away only for something to yank it. Looking at it I saw a needle

I screamed. I shouldn't have but I did. I pulled it out quickly, throwing it to the ground. I turned back seeing Bart looking shocked before hugging me tight

"Are you ok" he asked, his morning voice was delicious

"Oh god I'm so so so sorry. I didn't mean to do this" he apologized

It was only then. I noticed wet tears on my shoulder. I pulled away seeing his bloodshot eyes. I wanted to forgive him but he's awful, just being able to say those things is bad

"You did Bart. Ok. I was always like this but you just tipped it over the edge. I'm not going to forgive you. You have to earn it" I spoke sternly. He stared at me before he rambled about how he would try his hardest

Soon the door burst open and a crying Lisa and marge tackled me

"Y/N, I-i thought you were dieing" Marge wailed, along with Lisa

"I'm fine don't worry" I smiled

"I'll be just fine"...

-_----2 weeks later-_----

I was putting my books away in my locker. When a loud scream erupted behind me

"Y/N, prom is in a week" she squealed, holding up a flyer

"I know Lisa. You've mentioned this...hmmm 50...200 times" I pondered

"I'm just excited" she huffed

"I know, so waiting for milhouse to ask you out" I teased

She blushed scarlet "Y/N!, Quiet" she whisper-yelled

"I'm joking, but I know you like him and he likes you sooo..."I hummed

We walked outside waiting for the bus

"He doesn't like me" she sighed sadly

"He does lis" I protested

"So who's your secret admirer" she cooed, I raised an eyebrow

"Oh come on. I see those notes in your locker. The roses on your doorstep" she awed

"What. How am I supposed to know" I grumbled, as I clambered onto the bus

"Well I have a few in mind" she chuckled, suspiciously

"Lisa" I warned

She giggled out "Bart!"

"No, no way would your brother ask me to prom let alone just like me" I panicked

"Fine...nelson" She smiled

"No. I see him as a brother. He sees me as a little annoying sister" I chuckled, as the memory of him calling me that

"It has to be Bart and if he asks you out go with him" she pleaded

I sat down, looking at her shocked "Go with him. He put me in hospital. I hate that boy and nothing will change it" I exclaimed

"Bart hasn't left his room, please Y/N he's tearing himself own for what he did. He barely eats, says "it takes someone to go through another's pain to know what they have been through". He's starving himself" she cried, though no tears fell. She was scared for her bothers health

"Please come over, talk to him" she begged.

I sighed before answering "ok"

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I took a deep breath in and exhaled, knocking I waited and soon the door opened. To reveal a small seven year old Maggie

She looked up, dummy in mouth but a grin showed as she hugged my legs

"Y/N" She squealed, happily. Soon a greying Marge and a aging Homer hugged me

"Oh it's so good to see you without tubes hooked up to you" she whispered

"Glad your back Y/N" homer smiled. He was like my dad along with Marge

"Lisa isn't here right now" Marge smiled

"I'm here to see bart" I said as I forced a smile

Their faces dropped "he's upstairs, first door to the right" she informed

I nodded and hastily made my way upstairs

I knocked gently, hearing no sound. I knocked again louder and heard some rustling and a husky 'go away'

I rolled my eyes pushing the door open "Bart. It's me Y/-" I stopped

The sight I saw was disturbing, really disturbing. My virgin eyes were burning. There layed Bart, eyes squeezed shut, sweat rolling down his face. His lips parted as small pants rolled off. He layed jacking off while saying my name

I was stunned. I gave him a once over he had gotten thinner. He wasn't as muscular and looked more lanky

I went to leave when I tripped over a shoe, stumbling I hit of the wall, interuppting his "session"

I groaned, hissing as I held my head, before feeling to hands remove them and my head tilted downwards

"You just hit it, don't go crying" his gruff voice stated

I realised he was in front of me and pushed him away. He fell back onto his butt

"What the hell" he growled

"What the hell. Your sitting jacking of to me you pervert" I wailed

"Calm you tits. I wasn't wanking of to you. You prude" he rolled his eyes

"Yes you were you moaned my name like fifty times" I argued

"I know a different Y/N" he grumbled

"Really do you" I drawled

He walked up towering over me as I backed against the wall

He leaned down "wouldn't you like to know"

"And why are you acting so "oh my god" "ew it's a dick" he mocked

"I'm sure you've sucked loads. I mean you could suck mine for me" he whispered

"What is wrong with you. Y-your sick, mentally" I snapped

"Lisa begged me to come talk to you. I was worried she acted as though your depressed and killing yourself, but your still the same fucked up boy who wants in every girls pants" I exclaimed

"And your still a whore" he retorted

"When will you stop. I'm still a virgin ok. I don't know who told you I'm a whore bit I'm not. I have yet to fuck someone, that time in the janitors closet was first time I've done that" I cried

"So stop Bart. I don't know why you hate me"

"But please enlighten me you-

He smashed his lips on mine before pulling away and whispering

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