⚠️homophobia (again I'm so sorry but also very homosexual chapter to make up for it)⚠️
-march 22nd 1986-
-reader's pov-
long, shaky breaths puffed in and out of my lungs and my quivering hands tucked themselves around my legs. I dug my head deep into my knees as I was left all alone, in the darkness of the employee's room.
angela's words rang around my head like a bell, 'what the actual fuck is wrong with you.'
even more tears slipped down my cheeks as I searched for an answer in my head. but all I could come up with was that angela was right. I did have something wrong with me, and it wasn't because I was gay, no of course not. it was because I'm the monster, I did that. I almost killed angela, I was the monster all along. not her, not anyone else in that room, I'm the monster, it's me and it always fucking will be.
the freddy-kreuger-like hand from earlier said it all, it marked me and has now left a gaping scar in my soul.
I continued to sob as quietly as possible until the door creaking open stole my attention.
I lifted my head up from my jeans that were soaked with tears, to find el. she stood by the closed door, looking down at me with pained eyes.
"oh, n/n." she cooed whilst walking over, kneeling down to my side and immediately wrapping herself around me. her loving touch made me feel all warm again, but how could she still want to be near me? after all that I've done, I've probably just gone and made things a hundred times worse and-
"y/n, it's okay." she said as she tucked my head into the crook of her neck, "thank you, for standing up for me. it was very brave of you."
my eyes widened in surprise as they peered up to admire her beautiful features. "r-really? I replied.
"really," she beamed back as she held me even closer, "and I know how you feel right now. you feel like a monster, right?" I nodded my head with a little mumble in response.
"well, you shouldn't." she assured me, "angela's a mouthbreather and I've even tried standing up for myself but I just can't do it. but then you- you just did it with ease, and I admire that. you're way braver than I'll ever be, and you are one hundred percent not a monster."
"but I almost k-killed her-" I hiccuped but el held a finger up to my lips.
"and she almost deserved it." el smirked widely down at me. her smile made my heart blossom again and it was as if the imaginative scar was beginning to heal.
"how could you still love me after all of that? how could anyone still love me?-" I began to fret again.
"I still love you because you're a good person, y/n." el replied with words that had obviously came straight from her heart, "you're one of the only people who treat me with as much respect and kindness as they would treat any other human. you were the first person to truly love and appreciate me for who I really was. you weren't like the others who loved me because of my powers, or my looks, you looked at me and loved me for who I was on the inside. and the second that I realised that I fell damn right head over heels for you, y/n wheeler. and I'm still head over heels for you until this day and beyond."
as el finished her speech many new tears had formed in my eyes, "dang, el, that's some pretty emotional stuff."
el chuckled at this, "and I also love you for your resilience, the way that you could feel like crap but still jump right back up and crack some jokes. I couldn't ask for a better person, because they simply don't exist."
I slowly pulled my head up from her shoulder to gaze into her eyes, just like always, I got completely lost in them, before speaking up, "and I love the way you always forgive me for being stupid, lovergirl." with this, both el and I plunged forward and our lip's met. my eyes fluttered shut as my hands crawled up her back and neck until they began to tangle in the roots of her hair. we broke away for a long gasp of air before jumping right back in, her hands traveled down to my waist and began to roam about. our lips worked passionately on eachother and I could feel her tongue occasionally slip out and meet mine.
after a short while, we broke away again and took a huge gasp of air. we panted slightly whilst sharing a hearty giggle.
"jesus fucking christ, I love you el hopper." I smiled before falling backwards, holding hands with el as she lay back too. and we just lay there, for quite a long time, stargazing up at the ceiling that would normally be boring, but with el by my side, it was as if we were watching a firework display mixed with a comet shower.
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after about 20 minutes, el and I decided to leave the employee's room. we tried to be as discreet as possible but almost instantly failed.
"oh here come the faggots." angela's boyfriend pointing out. the posse of bitches all turned their heads away from the camera footage that they were laughing at.
"fucking psychos aswell." angela bitterly added, el's grip on my hand tightened, I could tell she was now gonna make angela pay herself.
"well, I'd rather be a psycho than a mouthbreather." el spat back.
"pfft, a mouthbreather." angela scoffed, "where'd you learn that, kindergarten? or did your daddy teach you it- oh wait, he couldn't have, he's dead."
I took a strong step forward but el ushered me back, "let me deal with her this time, okay?" she whispered into my ear and I nodded before stepping back.
"yeah and so will you be if you don't leave us the heck alone." el replied, this time her being the one to take a step forward.
"and you're acting as if your
crazy-ass girlfriend didn't already try. we have it all on video, and I am so showing it to the police." angela teased before her and her friends walked off, laughing over her 'insult' which was honestly very pathetic.
el's eyebrows furrowed as she quickly planned out her attack in her head. "stay here until I've done what has to be done." she told me before marching off and grabbing some boy's skate. excitement bubbled within me as my eyes remained fixed on el, she was gonna teach angela her lesson once and for all.
el ferociously stormed after the group, repositioning the skate in her more dominant hand.
"ANGELA!" she called out, angela then span around to be met with the front wheel of the skate smashing right into her nose.
"FUCK YEAH!" I wooed whilst victory-sprinting my way over, my arms waving around in the air, "MAYBE THAT'LL TEACH YOU NOT TO FUCK AROUND WITH THE WRONG PERSON, HUH?"
angela screamed in pain as she held her hands up to her bleeding nose, her friends immediately dropped down to check up on her. the red blood streamed down her face, ruining all of her very-noticeable makeup.
"great job." I whispered into el's ear, she shot me a thankful smile before looking back down at angela again, seeming very proud of herself, and as she should. will and mike had now jogged over, they looked from me to el and from el to angela, their minds clouded with utter confusion.
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