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?' 2:37pmI 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.
Why the fuck am I so emotional right now?
"Woah, woah, hey that's not— you know that was just a joke—" Clay starts, trying to comfort me.
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Ruin The Friendship (Dream x Reader)
FanfictionI miss my friend. I haven't gotten to see Clay lately. Probably due to YouTube and Twitch and everything else. Don't get me wrong, I'm happy for his success, but it takes all of his time. He's either busy streaming, recording shit, or in another tou...