Sally Face x Reader

The People you Know

"People are incredibly deceiving. That's why you have to treasure those you trust, but even then do they really trust you?"
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Sal POV
It took us about a day to set the plan. Using Larrys police scanner that he unexpectedly had (I seriously gotta ask him how he got it sometime) he's going to make a fake call to distract the cops long enough for me and y/n to sneak into 403. Then y/n and I are going to take any evidence that could prove Charley guilty to the detective. Honestly even though we were about to break into a crime scene I'm really warming up to Larry. With y/n not so much. It's like she's all cool one minute when the three of us are together but if Larry leaves for a moment she becomes all stiff. I still haven't even been able to talk to her about our first 'meeting.' I once mentioned how I was relieved that she was making a quick recovery from all her wounds but when I did she was just cold towards me. I seemed to have offended her.

Her and I hadn't really had a moment alone to talk but it's about time we do.

Y/n was currently at her apartment changing her clothes cause apparently she had been borrowing Larrys. I swear those two have a thing going on. Anyways, since I remembered there was that lady that was hurting her I offered to accompany her if she wanted but she literally ignored me. A simple ''no" would've sufficed but she acted as if I hadn't said anything.
I didn't want my relationship with her to always be strained and awkward. I want to get closer to Larry and this is his best friend. If I play my cards right, we might have an everlasting friendship. This is my only opportunity for a new start. I wanna make it right.

I also don't think my mental health could handle more trauma.

After a while of waiting I got pretty bored and started playing with Gizmo. Although it was more like him bitting and clawing my hand. Regardless it was cute. When I heard knocking on my door silently said "Finally." But in that moment of me not paying attention Gizmo grabbed my hand and bit it harshly "Ow!" I heard y/n laugh at my reaction as she entered.
"I used to have one just like him. What's his name?" She asked while sitting down on my bed and petting Gizmo.
"Ah this little weirdo is Gizmo. You also have a cat? We should introduce them to each other sometime" Although she couldn't see it. I smiled at the thought of my weird cat meeting another weird cat. It would just be so cute.
"Yeah. Well, she kinda ran off. I really don't know where she is right now so..." the moment she said that sentence I immediately remembered the cat that was hanging around the building.
"Wait. Is your cat light brown with a white under belly?" y/n eyes lit up in hope "Yes! yes, that's her. That's Coco! You've seen her?! Where the hell is she?"
"Don't worry I've seen 'Coco' around the building. We can check the other floors to find her later if you want." I'm stunned when she unexpectedly hugs me without warning
"Holy fuck! Thank you so much Sally Face! That would mean the world to me" Although I couldn't see her expression I knew she felt relieved. I would too. After a moment she let go and we were both left with red faces of embarrassment. Not knowing what else to do I tried shifting the topic
"Ahem, uh I guess we should tell Larry we're in position."
"Ah yeah, you're right. I'll text him." She responded a little awkwardly. You can't blame me for being stiff. I can't remember the last time I hugged someone, much less a girl. Plus this is the first time she's been cool around me when it's just the two of us. I felt myself relaxing in relief.

Y/n and I were sitting pretty close on my bed and for the first time I noticed. She looked pretty badass.

Maybe it was cause she was finally in her own clothes or the fact that she no longer had bandages on her face but there was no denying it. She's was the definition of a punk rock girl.

Everything about her from the colour of her hair to the piercings on her. It all suited her well. Perhaps it was cause I was caught in a trance that I hadn't even noticed that I had spoken my mind.
"Why did she hurt you back then?" She suddenly stopped what she was doing and looked at me with the same cold look she had the first time we met. Quietly but not hesitantly she answered me

"There are lots of things you don't understand Sally Face but I'm really the same as you. I've got a lot of shit in my life and that I'd rather not mention. You seem like a good person-I know that you're a good person, but shits gonna keep happening and I can handle it. You're probably worried but I'm okay. I know what I can take and I know when to ask for help. I'm honestly fine" There was a pause before she regained herself.

"So stop being so lame ok? Don't you wanna get with the cool kids Sally Face? If you keep fucking up you'll fail your acceptance exam"

I was still processing all that she said and remained silent at her attempt to light the mood.

"Look, I wanna be friends Sally Face, I really do. I'm just bad at accepting others. I'm sorry for being a dumb bitch," I chuckled and responded.

"You have to be sorry for anything, I know you can't help but be a dumbass" she shoved me at my remark.
"But I get it you're complicated, heck so am I. As long as you're fine with me being a dumbass too I think we'll get along just fine." I smiled, still aware of the fact she can't see it.
"You're a really cool dude. You know that Sally Face? I don't know what the kids at your other school were thinking. You're chill as fuck,"
y/n said grinning.
"Haha thanks, you too" and with that we settled with a comfortable silence. We heard abrupt shuffling from outside and y/n spoke
"Ah we should get going now if we wanna get some evidence. Larry texted me he just sent out the distress signal." With that we both left my apartment and walked up to 403.
"Alright you know the plan Sally. You go in and look for anything suspicious while I keep a lookout.

Sal POV
After a good 10 minutes of looking in Miss Sanderson's apartment. All I came out with other than probably some intense trauma was some hints as to what we could do to prove Charley guilty. Apparently he did take a rare glitter pony Miss Sanderson had. A freaking glitter pony. A piece of plastic shaped like a horse. That was the reason Charley killed Miss Sanderson. Unbelievable.

At this point I really do wanna believe y/n's conspiracy of it being more than just a dumb toy. Regardless me and y/n ended up making a plan to get the pony that Charley stole. We were gonna involve Larry but he backed out and just told us to do our thing. Which is fine, Larry is more of a behind the scenes kind of guy. Currently y/n and I are in my apartment to spike the Addison tea she got with sleeping pills.

"Alright. We should only put in a few of these. We only wanna knock him out for a few hours. And not actually kill him. From overdose. Cause that's pretty easy with this kind of medication" I stated, but before I could put them in y/n interrupted me.

"Wait. These are like the hardcore medical kind of sleeping pills. How the hell did you get these?! And on a side question, can I have a few?"
"Pff haha, no you can't have 'a few' jeez what are you some kinda drugie? I got these from the hospital I used to go to in New Jersey." I point at my head, "Migraines used to be so severe I couldn't sleep at night. Now my Dad just uses them." I answer nonchalantly.
"Oof sounds miserable. Well you know what they say, 'Misery builds character' and you Sally Face, have A LOT of character."
"Well thanks same goes for you." I responded chuckling
"Come on let's go drug this fat ass and prove him guilty" she said with a sweet smile gracing her lips.

(A/n: Please give me love I'm trying here ;-;)