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Mystreet - Zene

Songfic!!!! The song is Salish by McCafferty (big feels *sobbing*) I know the lyrics won't exactly match what's happening but when do they ever? Like the line "My mothers sick and dangerous, she's manic and broke my brother's bones again" it'll be about Garte abusing Zane instead of like Zianna abusing Garroth or Vylad if that makes sense. Also in this Gene is a junior in college and Zanes a senior in high school. THEY/THEM ZANEEEE. Also Gene's not the best partner and there is hints of Zanvis

TW: Abuse, Child Abuse, Arguing, Breakups, Alcohol, Drugs, Alcohol abuse, Blood, Drinking blood, Self harm

You drove off your college campus

Zane got a text from their boyfriend Gene during lunch.

Gene: meet me at the front gate in 10

Zane: aren't you supposed to be in school?

Gene: meh nobody will miss me for half a day

Zane: fine

So you could get high in your mother's Tesla

Gene was waiting in the black Tesla outside when Zane managed to sneak past security. He shared his car with his mom since he lives at home still.

"Hey baby, brought the good stuff," Gene greeted when Zane climbed in the passenger seat. He shook a plastic baggy of joints in front of their face.

Lemme ask Alexa how to fix my partner so their not disgusting

"I blame you for my addiction," Zane sighed as they took the baggy, pulling out a joint and lighter as Gene pulled into an empty parking lot of some restaurant.

"Yeah, but it's nice isn't it?" Gene says, taking a hit after Zane.

"As gross as it is, yeah, it's nice," Zane agreed.

So they never hurt me maybe you could love me

Zane flinched when Gene snatched the joint from them. Gene cackled at their reaction. Zane looked down in shame.

I was playing dress up, beautiful and flirty

Zane thought back to the night before last when they were hanging out with Travis, they were having a great time just goofing around. They went through Travis' older sister's closet since she wasn't home, trying on clothes as a joke.

Put my favorite dress on, pocket full of posies

Zane tried on a yellow sundress with pretty pink flowers along the hems and waistline.

"Dang, dude that actually looks really good on you!" Travis clapped.

"You think?" Zane chuckled.

"Yeah! You look gorgeous!" Travis exclaimed. Zane blushed, Gene had never said they looked good.

Ashes on her tombstone

They put out the end of the joint on Gene's tombstone-shaped ash tray. Gene already pulling out another from the bag.

Dancing in the basement drunk with all the lights off

They thought back to last night, at Gene's place. They were in Gene's room in the basement, drinking alcohol Gene had probably stolen from the corner store. Heavy metal music blasting from Gene's Bluetooth speaker.

"Dance with me," Gene demanded, grabbing Zanes arm.

"I... no thanks," Zane dismissed.

"What's wrong baby? Scared?" Gene taunted, yanking Zane up by the arm as they let out a yelp.