Heather's Play Toy (Heather Chandler x Fem! Reader)

♡ Two ♡

"I'm telling you, Heather Chandler kissed me!" I said, my voice low.

"No fucking way, you're lying." My friend laughed.

"I swear–"

"Homo! Freak!" I heard Kurt and Ram yell for me but I didn't turn around and just kept walking.

"Just keep walking, maybe they'll leave." My friend whispered in my ear as we made our way to our lockers.

Kurt and Ram stood in front of me, clearly angry, "It's rude not to answer somebody when they're talking to you." Kurt's voice filled my ears as people made there was around them.

"S-Sorry, Kurt."

"I didn't say you could call me Kurt, Slut!" Kurt yelled out, pushing me back slightly as people turned their heads to watch.

"Call him Mr. Kelly." Ram said, putting his hand on Kurt's shoulder.

"I-I'm s-s-sorry, Mr. K-Kelly."

"Hey, Heather!" Kurt yelled out, turning his attention to the beautiful girl in red.

"What're you doing, Kurt?" Chandler said, sending him a glare.

"Making her more...proper." Ram chuckled out.

"What does that mean?"

"Show her!" Kurt yelled and locked eyes with me as I hung my head down low.

"Hello, Miss. Chandler." Heather bit her lip as she smiled.

"That's it, girls bathroom, now." Chandler smirked, "I'll take care of her now." Kurt and Ram nodded as I followed Heather into the bathroom.

She pushed me against the wall once more. "Say it again."

"Say what again?" I asked and Chandler locked eyes with me, a knowing smirk on her face.

"Say it again." She said, expecting me to know what she was referring to.

"Miss. Chandler." Chandler's hands traveled down my back as she smashed her lips onto mine.

She pulled away, her lipstick was smeared around and on my lips but it was worth it, Heather Chandler was a great kisser.

"Miss. Chandler." A mocking voice mimicked, stepping out of the stall with two behind her.

"Duke, McNamara, and Veronica..." Chandler breathed out, surprised.

"So, Heather Chandler's a...homo? Funny how things work out." Duke teased, laughing to herself.

"I'm not a homo. Homos are losers and I, Heather Chandler, am not a loser." Chandler stated proudly, locking eyes with Duke, challenging her to go further.

"I really think it's fine–" Veronica started before she was cut off.

"Veronica, it's not! And she's fallen for her victim too! Hah! So, (Y/n), is she making you do this? What dirt does she have on you?" Duke whispered just low enough so everyone could hear.

"Nothing! I forced Miss. Chandler to kiss me!" Heather Chandler bit her lip hearing me say that again, I loved seeing her do that. I wish she would just kiss me again.

"We heard and saw everything..." McNamara pointed out loud and clear but her voice quickly dropped to a whisper when Chandler glared at the poor girl.

"Listen, I'm not gay, alright? This was just a dumb dare from Kurt and Ram." Chandler told them, laughing as my heart sank to the bottom of my stomach.

"Hmph, whatever. If I see it again then I'll know it's real–wait...if it's not real then how about you...start a rumor about our dear friend (Y/n) over here." Duke suggested, an evil smirk plastered on her face.

"What kind of rumor?"

"One that'll make her fall at the bottom of the food chain. Worse than Martha." Duke stated as McNamara and Veronica stood awkwardly behind her, trying not to provoke anything else happening.

"That's impossible." McNamara gasped and so did Veronica, there's no way that was possible.

"Tell the school (Y/n) came onto you. Think about it, nobody messes with Heather Chandler and this girl tried to, everyone will hate her. The gay thing is just a plus, it pushes her down further." Duke smiled innocently at Chandler.

"Fine." Chandler growled and my eyes went wide.

"Do I have a say in any of thi—" I tried asking before being cut off by both Chandler and Duke.

"No!"