13 Reasons Why Imagines

Scott Reed - I Want To Help

Request: Could you do an imagine where like Bryce is the girls step brother and when the tapes come out Scott helps her cope?? If you don't I understand Bryce is a butthole who needs to go like away...

A/N: lmaooooo Bryce is 100% a butthole who needs to go away

Warnings: mention of rape

You'd just listened to the tapes. Hannah Baker's tapes. The tapes where she explains why she did what she did, your step-brother being one of the reasons. You sat in your room in absolute shock at what your ears had just heard, at what your step-brother was capable of doing.

You'd never feared him, but you did now. Bryce had never shown this side of him to you, you couldn't believe you were living under the same roof as a rapist. A rapist who you'd once considered your brother, even if not by blood.

"(Y/N), we gotta go or we'll be late for school!" You heard Bryce yell from downstairs.

You didn't respond but simply began to pack your bag in silence, dreading the car ride to school. You said goodbye to your mother and Bryce's dad and reluctantly got into his car.

"Got everything?" Bryce asked. You nodded in response, not daring to make eye contact with him.

He began to drive the two of you to school, you did your best not to show your fear, you had no idea what to do.

"You good?" Bryce raised his eyebrow.

"Yeah," you said quietly.

"You're acting weird."

"Just didn't get much sleep last night," you lied.

"How come?"

"I-uh...History project." Another lie.

"Didn't know you were such a try hard," Bryce laughed.

"Well I didn't know you were a rap-" you began angrily but cut yourself off, too scared to confront him alone in his car.

"I'm a what?" He asked, furrowing his eyebrows.

"N-nothing," you shook your head, causing him to shrug his shoulders and forget about it.

As soon as you arrived at school you got out of his car as quickly as possible.

"Goodbye to you too I guess?" Bryce yelled out the car window.

You walked through the school halls, everyone's eyes on you, whispering to one another. Everyone had heard and everyone knew.

"Why is everyone staring at you," Scott came up from behind you.

"Have you not heard?" You asked.

"Heard what?" He frowned.

"The tapes."

"What are you talking about?"

"You'll find out soon enough," you sighed.

The both of you passed Bryce, Monty and Zach crowding around Bryce's locker. Scott joined to see what the fuss was about and his eyes widened when he saw the word 'rapist' painted across it.

"Who the hell did this?" Monty yelled angrily.

"Calm down Monty, it's fine," Bryce said, attempting to seem cool about the situation, but not before hearing the sound of his voice from a nearby classroom.

"You wanna call it rape? Call it rape."

Bryce ran after the sound, finding a few students listening to it who ran off.

"Was that you?" Monty asked.

"Yeah it was me," Bryce said, worry evident in his voice.

"They're out," you said quietly.

"What?" Bryce asked, looking at you.

"The tapes are out, now everyone knows what you did to Jessica and Hannah," you spat and left the classroom angrily.

You were trying to hold it together, at least until you got to the girl's bathroom.

"(Y/N)!" You heard Scott yell out for you, but you didn't respond and ran into the bathroom.

You got looks from the girls doing their make up and gossiping in front of the mirror, but it was the least of your worries and you locked yourself in a cubicle straight away. As soon as you'd sat down on the lid of the toilet seat you let the tears that you'd kept in stream down your face.

You sat there for what felt like hours, crying turned to sniffling and eventually you had no more tears left to cry. You had no idea what you were going to do, you lived with Bryce, a monster who'd raped two girls, maybe even more. You were scared of him, and rightfully so.

You took a deep breath in and emerged from the cubicle. Your reflection in the mirror showed how red your eyes had gone and your make up had run a bit. You attempted to clean yourself up a bit but the redness in your eyes couldn't be avoided.

You left the girl's bathroom and entered the empty corridor seeing as lessons had already begun.

"(Y/N)!" A voice called, causing you to look back and see Scott getting up from his spot next to the entrance to the girls bathroom.

He stood up from his sitting position, "I-uh, I would've gone in and followed you but like that would've been really creepy and uh-...wait are you crying?"

"No, no, I'm fine," you lied, wiping a tear that had escaped.

"No you're obviously not fine, is this about Bryce?" He asked, sadness in his voice at seeing you in this state.

You nodded and the reminder simply caused you to start crying again. Scott immediately pulled you in for a hug, rubbing gentle circles on your back as your whole body shook against his.

"I just- I don't know what I'm going to do Scott, he's my step-brother, he's become part of my family and I'm just...I'm so scared of him now," you said in between sobs.

"Shhh, (Y/N), it's going to be okay I promise, are you sure the tapes are even true?" Scott whispered into your hair.

This caused you to pull back from his embrace.

"Are you seriously defending him right now?" You asked in disbelief.

"No! I just- you never know, he's my friend and your step-brother, shouldn't we at least listen to his side of the story?" Scott said, trying to defend himself, as well as Bryce.

"Listen, I get that he's the captain of your team and the ring leader of your group, but I live with him, I have seen how he is with girls, and sure I never thought he would rape someone, but hearing Hannah say it, seeing the way Jessica acts around him, the rumour of her cheating on Justin with him but then Justin comes back to school and apologises to her? It doesn't make sense Scott, it has to be a lie, and hearing the tapes has made me realise that I knew Bryce was capable of it deep down but I refused to acknowledge it," you ranted to him.

Scott stayed silent, processing what you'd just said.

"So if you want to keep kissing his ass like Monty and the rest of the guys do, then be my fucking guest Scott, but don't try help me through this," you finished, your fear and sadness turned into anger.

"No, I believe you (Y/N), I guess I thought that the way Bryce spoke about girls was just him bragging and making shit up, but I'm done defending him, I don't want to defend a rapist...I want to help," Scott shook his head, bringing you back in his arms.

"I'm going to be there for you through this," he said quietly, stroking your hair, and for the first time that day, you felt safe.