Chapter Thirteen

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I slammed my door as hard as I could, hearing the windows and the pictures rattle. A hoarse cry came out of my throat, backing away. I just wished that Stanley would appear right now, barging through my room and apologizing. But it never happened.

He loved me. Those three words hurt, I was stupid enough to go with Jenny into that room. When I was most likely minutes away from Stanley saying the words I desperately crave. The words I wish for every night. He told me that it's bullshit that I'm in love with him. Bullshit. If only I told him before he actually got to know Sydney. Maybe we would've been fine, maybe everything would've been fine if I told him about Jenny and I. Yeah, he'll get mad but he always gets over it. Especially if I'm the one that tells him. He takes trust very seriously. I made sure to keep my trust with him but all I did was lie to him for the past year. The worse one that I never admit that I love him. It had to be from Jenny's stupid words. If I had Syd super powers, I would destroy her. I hate her. She ruined me and she enjoyed slicing me open, seeing my secrets spill out.

I threw a picture against a wall before throwing another one, and another, I didn't know what I was doing. Except that I needed to leash this anger out. I hated this feeling, it felt like my heart was torn into pieces. What the hell am I saying? Stanley feels 10x worse, I'm sure he's disgusted by me now. I wouldn't be surprised if he can't stand the sight of me.

Little pants came out of my mouth, not moving for an hour. I finally found my strength to stand up, walking out of my house. It was dark now, and I didn't know what I was doing. I just put in my airpods, listening to Little Bastard by Palaye Royale. I kept checking over my shoulder to make sure no one was following me, that happened once, luckily they lost me. I had on Stanley's hoodie, inhaling his scent until I was on the verge of passing out. I want to feel his arms around me.

That was when everything hit me. Now I knew I was eternally stupid.

At nights when Stanley would hug me from behind, stroking my arms, I never realized he was holding onto me tight. I never knew that at the Valentine's dance in eigth grade he kept staring at my lips, I never realized that he always had that hopeful look whenever he said I love you to me, wanting me to say I love you back. I never saw that disappointed look in his eyes whenever I just said me too, I never saw the painful look in his eyes whenever I had was with a boy, sometimes kissing, sometimes flirting. How was I so stupid? It was right in front of my eyes. He was right in front of my eyes.

Some time later I found myself outside a bar, staring through the window. Jenny was seated at the bar, chugging down some liquor down her throat. I clenched my fists, storming inside. The man yelled at me for an I.D but I just ignored him. Jenny saw me and smiled. Y/N! Long time no see. How's everything been?"

I threw her bottle against the wall so quick she didn't have time to snatch her hand back. It shattered against a wall, people staring at us now. It was dead silent except for some game on. She held a smirk while I glared at her. "What's wrong?" She was taunting me, waiting for me to hit. "Did Stanley reject you?"

Those words, they easily overcome me. My fists clench as I punched her in the jaw. She let's out a gasp of shock, not expecting me to throw a hit. Why is she so surprised? I've done this before.

I grabbed a fistful of her hair as she held her mouth, slamming it against a table. "You stupid bitch!" I yelled. "I fucking hate you!" I threw another punch before throwing her to the ground.

"Is that all you got?" She chuckles through her bloody face. I kicked her ribs, hearing her gasp with pain. "Go. Fuck. Yourself." I said with each kick before finally kicking her face. This time I heard the satisfying crunch and her scream. I made sure she was looking at me in the eyes when I grab her by the collar. "You leave Stanley and I alone and everyone else we're involved with or else I will make sure I break every bone in your stupid junkie body." I threw her back down, her body going limp. I didn't stay as security came flying, running out the back. I climbed up this ladder, watching them run down the alley. Their bodies disappeared into the darkness and I waited a few moments before retreating back down on the ground, making a run for it.

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