MELTED {J.D X Reader} (HEATHERS)

Huge Mistake

The ride to J.D's house was long and quiet. J.D seemed angry, but when is he not? You propped yourself up next to the window of the car as other cars rushed past. A suppressed sigh fell from your chapped lips. A wet drip fell from your wet H/C and onto your sore back. The water that fell was cold, and it gave you the chills. How were all these random things connected? Oh, why they all made you feel like shit!

"I'm fucking pissed." You mumbled bitterly. You heard yet another sigh behind you,"me to, darling." J.D replied, putting a hand on your keen. His hand was comforting, warm, different. You looked over at him with bags under your eyes. This caused him to glance back at you with beautiful blue eyes.

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Hours later, you found laying under the sheets of J.D's bed again. His arm was protectively around your waist while you stare up at the ceiling. J.D was somewhat trying to talk to you, even though you weren't paying attention to whatever he was saying. It was something about killing Heather Duke, which you had both been plotting for months. But lately she has to many bigger jocks around her, making it hard for us to even pull out a gun around her.

Your head was resting peacefully on J.D's chest as he rambled."If you can hang out in the bathrooms for most of the day, maybe we can corner her." Or something like that, even though we tried that and it didn't work."J.D," you said softly, looking up at him."How about we just sleep tonight and not plot mass murder for once." You huffed at him. Rolling off his chest to lay your head on the pillow next to him.

"No, Y/N, you don't understand. We need to stop this so you can be safe!" J.D complained, rolling you back over to him."Then how about we just not go to school tomorrow, hm? Would keep you calm for a bit?" You suggested as J.D slowly laid down next to you."I guess," he sighed, pulling you closer to his chest.

He kissed the top of your head sweetly, then shuffled around a bit until he got in the right position. Once at ease, your eyes began to get heavy, the sound of J.D's heartbeat helping you to sleep. Everything felt so peaceful for once, so calm. Until you remembered what you and J.D did two day. We had sex, that's normal. It happens every once and awhile. But what doesn't happen, it fact, it's never happened. It's something bad, really bad.

What horrible thing happened that we did? Well, what I did? I haven't took a pill in over two months. I have no idea why, I kept on telling myself I should go down stairs and take one. It's really not that hard to take a dumb pill. The only logical reason for not doing it is because I'm lazy.

I didn't start thinking about it until the morning I woke up in bed with J.D. I remember feeling a stone drop in my stomach. A feeling of guilt fall over me. All I could do was pray that I wasn't pregnant with J.D's kid. How would he even feel about having a kid? I could only imagination not good.

I've thought about kids before, if I had one. As I've gotten older it seems like I've become more open to the idea of having them. But me having one with J.D is something that I dread. He's never said it, but I'm pretty sure he hates kids. Plus J.D's a psychopathy so I'm sure that adds to not wanting kids. I guess I'm insane to... Oh no! No, no, no! Two psychopaths can not have children! That should be a fact!

You guess a good sign is that I haven't thrown up yet. Or had huge stomach aches.... Oh, shit, wait. Ow, shit, right as I think that... It felt like you were going to hurl any second, it made you pull yourself out of bed and run to the bathroom.

Minutes later, you were leaning against the cabinets in the bathroom clutching my stomach. I just threw up, threw up a lot. Maybe I was just sick... Maybe I ate some bad food? I told myself hopefully, knowing that it was a huge lie. There a child growing inside of me right now, isn't there? Me and J.D's child growing inside of me right now. Could I get an apportion? How am I going to tell J.D?

My stomach suddenly growled with hunger, begging for food. No, no, no... I am, aren't I? Nobody just feels sick to there stomach, then starts craving for food. Possible kid inside of me, can you calm down for just a second to let me think? I thought annoyed. What am I going to do? Now, on top of being harassed at school everyday. I need to carry a kid around everyday, for nine months. Unless I get an apportion...

But isn't that just... Killing my kid? That doesn't sound right to me. It doesn't sound right to kill a unborn child who doesn't know anything besides that it's hungry. It doesn't know anything besides it's mother, who is supposed to love it. It doesn't know anything besides it has a father, who should love it as well... But I don't even think I love it... And I'm pretty sure it's dad doesn't love it either. It's dad doesn't even know that it's alive.

You put your hands over your stomach and started to cry. I'm so sorry for bring you into this mess, baby... You should have a family who loves you, I'm so sorry I brought you into me and your dad's messy life... This was a mistake, a huge mistake...

Oh, whoa, is that a new chapter I see??