Ruin The Friendship [ dreamwastaken x reader ]

9 | technical difficulties

A/N: she is not pregnant. she never will be.

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I drag a hand down my face.

My car won't start. It's Thursday morning. I have class in 15 minutes, and... my car won't start. I try it once, twice, thrice and get nothing. I slam my head into the wheel and call the shop for a tow.

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I end up skipping my day of classes after towing my car and getting a scrumptious little $700 bill for the repairs. I hide under my blanket and pout. I want to throw a huge fit.

The $700 I could deal with, the inconvenience I could deal with. But, my car needs a specific part that won't get here until Monday. I'm out of a vehicle for the weekend.

I thrash, kicking my legs and pouting as I swaddle myself like the little angry baby I currently am. There's no chance I'm going to see Clay this weekend, unless I ask him to come down again. And I don't want to ask him to do that twice in a row.

After the one night thing we had I was hoping for some real quality time with him so that we could relax and hangout. I guess that's not happening.

As though he has a sixth sense, I feel my phone buzz. I check the text.

Daddy Dream
2 New Messages

'when's ur last class?' 2:37 pm
'also what do u wanna eat?' 2:37pm

I sigh. It's time to bite the bullet.

'about that... 😅😅😅' 2:38 pm

I start to type out my explanation, getting a response before I can finish.

'don't break my heart :(' 2:38 pm

I literally whine aloud, tears building in my eyes. Before I can think I call him.

"Wait what? Everything okay?" Clay asks as he answers, immediately protective.

I whine into my phone like the idiot I am.

"No. My car broke down and it won't be fixed till Monday." I sniffle.

Clay exhales. "Oh. Shit."

"Could you come over instead?" I ask, voice small, embarrassed to make him do it twice in a row.

He immediately sighs. "I have something on Saturday. So any way we swing it I could only be down for less than a day."

We fall into silence, me trying very much to not cry.

"We could do next weekend?" Clay finally suggests, voice gentle.

I pout and kick. "I can't. Exam that Monday. Weekend after that?" I ask, already disappointed how far out we are.

Clay sighs. "I'm out of town that weekend. Family trip."

I huff and curl in on myself, hugging my pillow. "Three weeks away it is." I laugh because it's funny. It's funny that the universe hates me.

"I don't... I don't wanna go a month without seeing you." Clay sounds cautious, like he's scheming.

"What if I just came and picked you up?" He asks.

I swallow around the lump in my throat, blinking. "I— you could... are you sure? That's a lot of driving." I say, now hopeful. "I can send you gas money..."

Clay hums. "It's whatever. You can just pay me back... some other way." He says. It's like I can hear his stupid grin.

I roll my eyes. "So what? I'm just a hole..." I sigh, acting dramatic. "Is that all I am to you?" I pout and try to fake cry, alarmed at quickly I start actually crying.