Among the Fallen: Goth Kid Michael x Reader

Chapter Thirteen

"Tell me something?" I questioned. "And, what would that be?"

Firkle came out from behind him.

"What the hell is he doing here? What? Did your little girlfriend break your heart?" I narrowed my eyes.

"No," he simply said. "Actually, we're still together."

I looked to Pete, "Why the fuck is he here?"

"I'm back," Firkle said.

"Oh so the Goth kid is just going to be a Goth kid in love?" I laughed. "I don't think so."

"Actually, that's exactly it," Firkle said.

I looked to Pete, "You just going to allow this?"

"Michael, there is more," Pete slowly said.

"More? Okay, what is it?" I asked, frustrated.

"Michael, Pete and I- we're together," Henrietta said, getting to the point much faster than anyone else.

I let out a hysterical laugh, "What? I don't think I heard you correctly."

"You did. We're together," Pete repeated. "I don't care what you have to say, and I don't care that Firkle is with a girl. Deal with it or find a new group to hang around."

I stared at Pete, then at Henretta, then to Firkle. 

"What in the name of Cthulhu- actually-" I had to stop myself.

I can not. I will not.

"Have fun with your conformist life," I mumbled, walking away.

"You guys need to get your ass to class!" The principal yelled.

I continued to walk down the alley. 

"You don't go to class you WILL have detention!" he yelled.

I didn't turn. I made my way home, where my dad was. 

"What are you doing here?" he asked me.

"Let school out early," I mumbled, making my way up the stairs.

"Honeyyyyy."

Oh good, she's here too.

"The school called. Michael left-"

She stopped herself short when she saw me walking up the stairs.

"Michael, get back down here," I heard my dad call.

"Fuck both of you," I replied.

"Honey, I need to get back to work. Maybe you can talk to him," I overheard my dad say to her. 

If she fucking comes up here...

And she did, "Michael, dear, can I talk to you?"

She barged in my room. 

"Get the fuck out," I glared at her.

"Michael, why did you-"

"You know, he's not going to work. He's probably with another girl. Like he did to my mother with you. He says he loves you, but he lies. He told my mom he loved her, but love isn't real," I glared at her. "Really, check and see where he goes."

She gave me a blank stare, scared to say anything to me. 

"Well...get the fuck out," I snarled.

And she did, without another word.

Bet you're glad you came up here you stupid conformist bitch.