𝐏𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐑 𝐎𝐏𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐒; stanley barber

𝐗𝐈𝐈. burn, baby, burn

warnings: abuse

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i sat up in my bed with a strong realization. fuck, i forgot my phone at the party. and with a quick motion i tossed my covers off my legs and hopped out of bed.

i was careful not to wake my mom up and got out of the house. the first thing i was run over to stanley's house and knocked on basement door. 

stan opened it and looked at me as if i was crazy. "y/n? didn't i just drop you-." i didn't let him finish. "come outside, now. please. i need you." 

he wiggled his eyebrows. "that sounds vaguely sexua-." 

"stan, cut the bullshit." 

"right, sorry. i'll be there in a second.

stan come out quickly. he still had the suit on. i walked over to him quickly. "do you have your car keys." 

"yeah, but-." 

"i left my phone at the party can you please take me back to get them." stan have to ask anymore questions and got in the car. i hopped in next and bounced my leg up and down until we arrived back at the party. 

stan and i ran back into the house. i found ricky and tapped on his shoulder. he turned around and smiled at me. "hey, y/n. nice to see you a-." 

"phone, have you seen my phone?" 

ricky nodded and pulled it out of his pocket. "yeah, it was laying on the counter. i was going to give it to you but you already left." 

i sighed out of relief and hugged him tightly, pulling away and taking my phone. "thank you so much. seriously, you're a life saver." i turned back to stan and we went down the stairs and back into his car. 

stanley started the car and started to drive through the woods; i started to speak.

"i'm sorry how i acted earlier. it was so childish and-." 

stanley chuckled making me turn to look at him. "it's fine, y/n. you were drunk. we've all said stupid shit when we're intoxicated. we've all been there before. " 

i smiled at him and looked forward. "thanks st-holy shit!" 

sydney was in the rain and went right in front of our car. he swerved out the way but crashed into a tree. 

i opened my eyes and when i looked over stanley was closer to me and had his hand on my thigh. "y/n, are you okay." 

my head nodded. i went to speak but it was covered by a loud. 

"FUCK!"

stan and i got out of the car and saw all the trees by us fall down in the forest. when i looked forward i saw syd standing there. 

wait, syd? no, no, no. she didn't just cause all that to happen. she did not just make those trees fall...did she?

stanley moved closer and yelled, "syd!" 

she turned around and darted her eyes around her. she looked scared. "th-they were like this when i got here i-i swear." but i moved closer and said, "no, syd. we saw it." 

syd wiped her tears away. "w-well you better not tell anyone about this, got it?" we nodded our heads profusely at her but she still didn't believe us and yelled, "not a fucking word." which made stanley jump back, but i just stayed standing there, my eyes moving to look at her as she ran away and out of the forest. 

now i knew why she wasn't phased when banana died. it's because she did it. 

syd has superpowers.

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i got inside the house and closed the door slowly making sure not to wake my mom. but when i turned over see her standing there my eyes widen my eyes widened with fear. 

fuck.

"why are you home so late? you were suppose to be home at 10. it's 10:30." 

i huffed out. haven't i already had enough bullshit from tonight? "mom it's only thirty-." 

she punched me in the face making me fall down on the ground. "didn't i tell you not to try that shit with me or you wouldn't be so lucky. now look what you did!" 

all i could do was lay there in pain. covering my eye and trying to hold back my tears.

i hate when she does this, i hate when she gets like this. i've always let her do it, but i've had enough of her. enough of her bullshit. 

all my life she's always blamed me for not having a man. because i'm "too much" that they go away. i'm tired of her acting like she's the perfect mom in front of all my friends when she doesn't give me the time of day. when we're alone, she's rarely nice to me and caring like a mom is suppose to be.

well i'm fucking sick of it. 

i got up from the ground and stood in front of her. "what i did? i didn't do shit!" 

she stumbled back and held onto the counter, backing away from me. she almost looked scared for a second. "y/n, calm down. you're gonna wake the neighbors."

fuck the neighbors.

"all my life you've treated me like a piece of shit, you know that? abused me, call me names, act like i'm nothing to you!" now i was in her face. i could see the tears in her eyes but she squinted them shut. 

"WELL FUCK YOU!"

a fire came from the carpet making mom scream and grab my arm and pull us outside. once we got out there she started to dial 911. shakily holding the phone up to her ear.

"h-hello. yes, my house is on fire. please h-help!" 

i watched her emotionless as she stuttered for words. a part of me felt bad for her, even. i didn't want to treat her like this, i just wanted her to stop.

i stared down at my hands as the sirens got closer and louder to our house. my eyes closed shut as i took in deep breaths.

"i know what i've done, i'm a monster. i never meant to do this..."i thought to myself.

all i wanted was for this to stop.

i guess you could say this chapter got a little...heated