Sydney Novak x fem reader {Don't worry}

6

To say my parents were upset with my choice of action against Stan's dad, that would be an understatement. They are very angry, but luckily Stan is staying with us until his mom gets here from whatever lame state she's coming from. So win win for us, I'd say.

"So, you didn't-"

"No, I'm staying calm like you told me, don't freak out."

"I thought you were gonna.." He couldnt even say it, I don't think he wanted to even if he could..

"No! I'd never do that. I'm just upset I'm grounded, because I can't see Syd. Is she.. upset with me?" I didn't look at him and put my attention elsewhere like the jar of peanut butter near Stan's plate, that once had pb&j on it.

He loved that stuff.

I sighed, just holding the peanut butter.

"No, she doesn't, I bet she's just worried, y/n."

Syd loves this too.. I really hope she's not mad though, and I hated the fact I made her worried and probably scared about what happened to me.

"Y/n, please don't get your tears in the peanut butter." My stepmom said, coming into my room. Wow, thanks for the support, Karen.

But of course, she was nice to Stan. He didn't get her fuck up of a son in prison and he didn't fuck him up so bad he has to eat through a straw and can't really do anything.

But she knows how he always beat the shit out of me and she would always make excuses for him. He got what he deserved. I'm not allowed to talk about it, how I did nothing wrong.. I fucking hate them.

"Stan, do you need anything?" She replied, being fake and nice. Nice is something she never is, at least to me.

"No thank you." He gave her a smile, being polite, I mean he only tolerates her, because they're letting him stay, which I'm greatful for, and I know he felt that way too.

She left and closed my door and Stan's fake smile dropped.

"I still can't believe they choose him over you. You were only defending yourself."

I nodded, giving him an appreciative smile, not speaking, I hated thinking about it, and I just kept thinking about Syd, putting down the peanut butter.

"Hey.. I'm not grounded, you could call her on my phone, it looks like they're leaving." Stan said, now at my window looking outside as their car drove off, out of view. Soon Stan went downstairs for snacks.

They took my phone, ugh. Thank god Stan's here.. I missed my motherfucker.

"Better yet, we could invite her over.. there's a note on your fridge that says they'll be gone for a couple hours." Stan said, returning with snacks.

"Probably just visiting- WAit! Stan, you're a genius!" I jumped up and hugged the life out of him, like he did to me when I was brought home and Stan was here and we were told he could stay for a while.

He was worried like crazy then, thinking the worst.

He gave me a smug look and chuckled.

"You're not wrong, l/n." he began to dance around in my room, with his bare feet, to Bloodwitch after we stopped hugging.

He stopped in front of me and held out his hand.

"Y/n, I never taught you how to dance, you know. You'll need to know if Syd ever wants to dance. But she can't dance either, so you're a perfect match."

"Hey, Syd's dancing is great." I defended her, lightly and playfully smacking his hand away.

"Can I smoke in her?" He asked, not dancing anymore.