~Warning: This chapter has underage drinking and a brief scene of sexual assualt~
Also, this is a long chapter
I arrived a little later to the party than I should've. There was a time to arrive, eight, and there is a time to leave, one. I got there around nine-thirty because Diana would not let me leave until I finished every chore she assigned.
Laundry, dishes, cleaning the room, taking care of the new baby we just got in last night... I was so tired I barely remember them all. Tired from the baby that is. The two-month-old child who's mom died in the hospital two days ago.
The only reason I stayed longer than I should've was that I felt too bad. Diana didn't know how to get her to stop crying, and I was the one in the house who could. It was easy, she needed a pacifier but didn't come with one, so I let her suck on my pinkie. Hands clean of course.
She was crying when I left the house and I couldn't help but feel guilty.
Anyways, I'm rambling.
I got to the party late, and apparently, I was underdressed according to Aphmau. Katelyn described me as being a mess, but when she heard why she backed off.
She fixed my hair for me. But now, Aph is rummaging through Katelyn's closet searching for some 'party-appropriate' clothes for me.
"This is a nice dress," She steps out of the closet, holding a blue, body-hugging dress that stops right above the knee. "I think it'd look good-"
"Hell no." I adjust myself on the bed, holding my body up with my elbow. The thought of wearing something like that, especially at a party full of teenagers is... not safe.
She releases a sigh, stepping back into the closet just as Katelyn enters the room again. "That blue dress in your closet Katelyn," I bite down on a piece of an apple. "You saving it for someone special?"
"Haha," She glares. "I wore it on my first date with Jeffory." She throws herself onto the bed with me.
"Who's that?"
"Her boyfriend," Aphmau's voice echoes from the closet. My brows raise in surprise, the information of Katelyn having a partner entirely new to me.
"A boyfriend..." Why is it so hard for me to accept that? Out of nowhere, I begin singing, teasing Katelyn slightly. The action results in my face meeting the pillow.
"At least I have one!" That's her defense?
"Is that supposed to insult me? Boys equal drama! Drama equals trouble! Plus, I don't want a boyfriend until I can understand how people fall in love!"
"And I don't want a boyfriend because my mom would kill me," Aphmau lays out a black skirt on the bed, along with a baggy, yellow, sweater-like top. "There. This should do."
The outfit seems ridiculous to me. I mean, what's the point in putting me in clothes I'm not exactly comfortable wearing?
I don't say anything though, as I don't want to upset them.
"That's cute," Katelyn smiles.
"Yeah..." I force myself to say. "Bathroom?" Once I'm pointed in the direction, my sweats are the first thing to come off. I was hot in these, so I'm kind of glad they get to come off.
The skirt seems a little loose around my waist, although fitting around my thighs. My eyes find that one long scar on my leg, softly groaning at its presence.
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