Precious (Lil Peep x Reader)

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[Y/N POV]

I stood at the doorway of my bedroom, my soft hands against the ridged walls surrounding the door. I hitched in sharp breaths, though each one was painful I grit my teeth and continued. I'd ran all the way home, I don't think that I had ever ran as fast I did that day. It wasn't necessarily because I was in such a rush to get home, but it was more because of him. I didn't want to fall into some trap, and I sure as hell didn't want to allow myself to think that it was just me overthinking. I'm too scared to fall for someone, my mom has lost everything close to her besides me. That includes my dad. My whole life I've been lectured and lectured about love and trust, in a way my mom has given me trust issues. People may say that this is a bad thing, but in my eyes I just see it as the love that my mom has for me, she doesn't want to lose me. She doesn't want what happened to her to cycle over to me. 

I can't tell you how long I laid in bed that night, my [h/c] hair tangled and scattered from my rustling throughout the passing of the time. I thought about what I wanted for my future, and the colors of the sky, and the motion and feeling of the breeze against my skin guided me. That night I made a grave mistake. I let myself fall into the black hole of my person. I let myself believe I was overthinking. 

"Y/N," a voice said sternly. "Y/N," the voice repeated, getting on my nerves. "Y/N!"

"Oh my god, what?! Can't you see I'm trying to sleep here!" I yelled, forcing the blankets off of me. I attempted to brush the tiredness off of my eyes, then turned to my side to see a furious mother in front of me. I cupped my hands over my mouth, recollecting the words that I had just screamed at my mother. "M-Mother, I'm so sorry-"

"Y/N, I don't want to hear it right now. You overslept, now get your clothes on. I'm going to drive you to school," my vision went blurry and my hearing began to close out as her figure got smaller and smaller. "I'll meet you in the car."

I stumbled to reach for my clothes on my dresser that stood beside me, and I quickly threw my shirt and pants on. I dashed out of my bedroom door and threw on the first pair of shoes in my sight, swung my backpack over my shoulder, and grabbed my laptop. I sprinted to the car and sat in the back to avoid any tenseness in the atmosphere, but it was still there no matter how hard we both tried to avoid it.

"So, got an explanation...an excuse? Anything?" My mom asked, her head turning to the side as the light turned green.

"U-Uhm...no, I don't. I just overslept, there's really nothing to it."

"Ah, nothing to it?" My mom scolded and chuckled under her breath. "It's not happening anymore, got it?"

"Mmm," I agreed and looked down at my shaking hands. "Got it."

I walked over the dented pavement and my eyes never drifted away from it, I was so disappointed in myself. Nothing, and I mean nothing hurts worse than your own family being upset with you. They're the ones that care the most, and feeling like you fucked up things between you and them makes you feel so...sad.

I looked up at the lady in the office and she handed me my ticket to the classroom. I sighed as the door shut behind me. Today was going to be shitty.