CORDUROY DREAMS || PAYTON MOORMEIER

slut shamed🔆

"i don't care! i don't want you hanging out with him anymore!" my mom yelled right in front of my face. we were fighting again, but this time over my relationship with payton.

"what do you not understand?! i'm not just gonna leave him!" i scream back. she scoffs and rolls her eyes.

"he's changed since you guys were kids and i think it's best to stay away from him." she gets calm and puts a hand on my shoulder. i shake my head and purse my lips furiously, pushing her hand off of me.

"i'm not letting you ruin my life." i point directly in her face through gritted teeth.

"you've had sex with him multiple times and you're only 16!"

"so what?! i can do whatever i want with my body!"

"you're such a slut!" she screams and i loosen up, standing there shocked and frozen.

"w-what?" i stutter on the verge of tears. she immediately regrets what she said and comes to hug me, just to be pushed away. i shake my head.

"i'm sor-"

"no you're not." i whisper and run out of the house. i walked to paytons house which was a few away from mine and knocked on the door. i waited a few seconds before the knob starts twitching. the door opens revealing payton. his face is full of concern as i look down with tears flowing down my face.

"holy shit y/n, what happened?" payton asks and grabs my hands and i look up to him. i run into his arms and wrap my arms around his neck, his finds my waist and he buries his head in my neck. "shhh," his hand goes under my sweatshirt and rubs my back softly, "what's going on?"

"my m-mom." i sob.

"are you two fighting again?" payton asks and i nod, crying harder. "what did she say to you?" he asks, bringing me inside and lying beside me on the couch. i inhaled and exhaled deeply, trying to steady my breathing so i could y'all. "take a minute, i have all day."

"she said that i s-shouldn't hang out with you anymore because you c-changed." i said unto his chest. his hand stroked my hair and every now and then he would leave kisses on my forehead or my cheek.

"i didn't mean to change." he sighs.

"people change payton, and i will l-love you no matter what h-happens."

"i know."

"she also said t-that we had sex multiple times and that i was a s-" i cut myself off, not wanting him to ged mad.

"what did she call you?" he furrowed his eyebrows and looked at me.

"a s-slut.." i whispered.

"she called you a slut?" he repeated firmly. i nodded and sniffled.

"you're not a slut."

"she said i w-"

"listen to me," he pauses and lifts my chin up with his pointer finger, "you're not a slut, you're a girl that i want and that i love, far from a slut. i need you to know that what she said doesn't matter. okay?"

"okay." i respond, a little over a whisper.

"okay what? i need you to know."

"the things she say don't matter." he nods.

"i also need you to know that you're worth the whole world."

"you think that?" i ask shyly, looking up to him.

"i know that." he smiles.

"i love you."

"i love you too y/n."