We All Get Found... (Spinel x Female! Reader)

Chapter Five: Wish That I Could Take It Back

And just when things were seeming to look up, she picked the worst day to come over.

The tension was high between you and your mother, sure, but Spinel coming over made it ten times worse.

It was an unannounced ring of the doorbell. Okay, thirteen rings, but who's counting? You groaned as your mom got up and got it. This was the worst macaroni and cheese ever, hands down.

You got up, made yourself decent, and went to the door to greet—

Spinel?

Your eyes widened. You could already feel those chills running up your spine that told you that this wasn't going to be good. The room was dead silent. 

"...Oh, look, Y/N. It's another one of your delinquent friends." Your mom spoke, her tone laced with venom. Spinel looked at you nervously. 

You gave the same look. 

She cleared her throat. "I promise, I'm not a del-in-quent." Spinel replied. 

Then your mother cackled, a harsh, bitter sound from the jaws of hell. "Y/N, why is it that you always surprise me with new freaks for your little freak show?" She asked. "Now, who is this?"

You had to do something fast to protect Spinel. So before she could answer, you interrupted. "She's nobody!" You yelled. "Why can't you just accept that?!"

Spinel stood there in shock. When you realized what you just said, you mimicked the expression. 

"I'm...nothing to you? I don't matter...at all?" She asked, her eyes filling up with tears. 

You gasped. "Spinel! No, that's not what I--!"

She took a step back when you ran towards her, and you plummeted to the ground. Those beautiful pink eyes of hers were blurry with tears as she began to back away. 

"I thought I could trust you..." She said, almost a whisper. Then, she gave an ear splitting grin. 

"But now I can see that nobody deserves that."

"Spinel, wait!" You cried as she ran away. The whole ground crumbled underneath your feet. 

Was it over? Was everything that you had gotten with Spinel over? Were all those happy times splashing each other, and drawing, and making Steven throw up over? 

Then, you heard the sickening chuckle of your mother behind you. "Good riddance. Looks like she already cried before she came here."

Then, you felt an unusual surge of anger rush through your veins. This was the last straw. All of the years of manipulation, and now this? You didn't care anymore. It'd all be over soon.

"FUCK YOU!" You shrieked in rage, bolting towards your mother, and fiercely uppercutting her right in the jaw. She cried out in pain and fell to the ground, clutching her jaw. 

"...You dare hurt, YOUR MOTHER?!" She shouted at you. 

"I DON'T GIVE A SHIT WHAT YOU THINK ANYMORE! THIS IS ALL BECAUSE OF YOU, YOU BITCH!" You cried angrily. You sharply kicked her in the thigh. She groaned in pain upon impact. 

But you still weren't done yet.

"I'VE BEEN SCARED OF YOU FOR YEARS! I'VE JUST BEEN HIDING AWAY, LIKE A SCARED LITTLE KID! THAT'S WHAT THAT WAS, I WAS PROTECTING ME AND HER FROM YOU! YOU'RE A FUCKING BULLY, AND I'M NOT PUTTING UP WITH YOUR STUPID BULLSHIT ANYMORE!" You screamed. "WHY DO YOU CARE WHO I'M FRIENDS WITH?! YOU NEVER EVEN WANTED ME IN THE FIRST PLACE!"

Then, you angrily stomped away, leaving your mother to lay down with a bloody chin and mouth and a bruised leg in shock. 

All of that anger melted away once you got outside. It all turned into a wallowing pit of grief. You wrapped your arms around yourself and pulled, tugged. 

You couldn't take this anymore. You were sick of having to use violence to get people to listen to you. 

And even then, she was so ignorant that she still wouldn't listen. 

You pulled harder, nearly pulling your arms out of your sockets. "I FUCKING HATE MY LIFE!" You screamed up at the sky, as if somebody could hear you. 

"I JUST WISH I COULD BE HAPPY AND CHILL, LIKE THOSE GIRLS IN THE FANFICTIONS!"

You began to angry bawl your eyes out, repeatedly stabbing yourself in the leg with a sharp rock. 

"I'LL FUCKING KILL MYSELF IF I HAVE TO DEAL WITH THIS SHIT ONE LAST MOTHERFUCKING TIME, I SWEAR TO GOD!"

And it looked like somebody was listening to you up there, because you could tell that something was wrong when you looked down at your leg and saw that you had cut something important. 

Blood began to gush everywhere. 

You sighed. "Fuck this shit...I'm out."

(A/N: Uh oh, somebody place a net down below 'cause we've got a CLIFFHANGER!! Lol, I'm not funny.)