How We Met

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Dear Diary 1996,

I can't believe I got to see Sal Fisher after all these years. Seeing him made me so happy! After he moved when his dad found a place, it upset me but I understood. He needed a fresh start. Even though I was going to miss him, this was for the better. But now, we live in the same area! Aunt Carol met him a few hours ago and let me tell you she was ecstatic. Anyway, I better go, they're waiting for me.

Signing off!

Closing my journal, I look up to see Ash and Sal playing video games. I smile. I'm glad I have him back in my life, including Larry and Ash. I put my journal in my side table drawer and close it.

"Fuck me in the ass!" I lift my head to see Sal defeated.

"Haha, fucking moron." Ash laughs at his defeat. I giggle and get off my bed.

"I'm going to the bathroom. Don't have too much fun without me!"

"Okay, just don't take forever Y/N" I look at Sal.

"I won't." I stick the middle finger at him and he gasped. I chuckle and enter the bathroom. I lock it and look at myself in the mirror. I remove my mask and examine my face. Ugly is all I have to say. The right side of my cheek is torn and burned, showing some of my teeth. The rest of it was covered in stitches and burns. I sigh, thinking about was happened 7 years ago. Suddenly, I hear a knock on the bathroom window. I lift the curtain to see- wait...

"Larry? What the fuck are you doing?" He was standing on a ladder Aunt Carol keeps outside. I open the window and he jumps right in. "The hell was that?!"

"Sorry, I.." He was a sweating mess. I grab a towel and dry him off as much as possible. Then I realize..

"Shit!" I drop the towel and reach for my mask, strapping it on as quickly as possible. It was to late, Larry grabbed both my hand and my mask fell to the floor.

"You don't need to hide from me. I've seen Sal's face, so this is normal." He looks at me and smiles. Me? I was on the verge of tears. I let out a sob. "Oh, no no! It's ok! You're fine Y/N! Come here." He wraps his arms around my body trying to comfort me while I cry harder. Suddenly I hear Sal and Ash's voices.

"Hey, are you okay in there?" Sal asks. "Y/N, open the door, we're worried!" Ash says. All of a sudden, the door is kicked off the hinges and a worried Sal and Ash burst in.

"Larry? When the hell did you get here?" Sal was on the floor trying to understand what happened, then saw my bare face. "What did you do."

"Nothing dude promise! I just didn't come from the front door and decided to come here! I swear I didn't hurt her." Sal looks at me, then Larry. He sighs and puts his arms out, kneeling down. I immediately go to him. Not that I don't like Larry, but he gets it. Larry gives my mask back while Ash grabs some tissues. I calm down a little and use the tissues, thanking Ash. She nods and sits down next to Sal.

"I'm sorry, I just get so attached to my mask that taking it off makes me so scared. I-"

"It's fine, Y/N. It was my fault for not letting you put it on." I look at Larry and smile, and smile everyone can actually see now.

"It's okay." I look at Sal and he lets go. He gets up. "I need to talk with Larry anyway. Alone." Sal and Ash exit the room, "closing" the door.

"So...you know Sal." I bit my lip. I decide to not put my mask on for now, I trust Larry after all.

"Yeah, for a while. When his mom died, my mom was devastated. She felt bad for Sal, so she wanted me to hang out with him. I was terrified of him. He...didn't seem too interested in me either. But after a few years and especially after... my accident, I considered him my best friend... like my brother. When he moved, though, I was crushed. I understood, but still, my best friend was leaving me, y'know?" I felt tears form again. "I was going to be alone with this fucked up face and no one was going to like me!" Tears start falling. "Then, a year later, my mom died and I- I just...gave up. I felt so alone and afraid."

He looked at me and grabbed my hand, squeezing it. "But he's back. And now, you have us! I promise you that you will never have to feel alone again. And hey, bad comes to worse, I'm here." I look at him and wipe my tears away. My eyes widen when I see him though. He, too, was crying. "I also lost my dad a long time ago. He's not dead, but I know he didn't leave us. At least, that what I want to believe."

"Larry..." Without thinking, I give him a hug. I don't know why but...seeing him like this, it reminded me of, well, me. He hugged back. "I'm here for you."

"Thanks, dude. And, dido."

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