What happens when the sweetest angel in town meets the baddest devil in town and falls in love. Despite the bad boy act, there's something hiding behind him. Something that's deeper, something that's secretive.
Jaeden Martell X reader
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————-❀✐♡✄———— Y/n pushes Blake's hands off of her wrist as she storms off to find Violet.
She steps into the nearest girls bathroom, the one next to the cafeteria. She hears sobs coming out of one of the stall, and she immediately knew that it was Violet. She knocks the stall slowly, her hands touch's the cold bathroom stall.
"Get out. I don't want to talk y/n." Violet sobs out as she steps out of the bathroom, then she looks at herself in the mirror. Her hair was a complete mess with all the yanking she's done with it, her mascara running down from her eye lashes down to her cheeks, her eyes were red and puffy, her cheeks swollen, the tears running down along her eyes.
"I'm sorry about Blake, I've never seen him act like this. I should've done something in the first place I'm-" before y/n could finish her sentence, a harsh slap was sent to her cheeks. Her hands immediately went to cover her cheeks after the slap, the hand placed on her cheeks as she gasp in shocked after the swing to her now red cheeks. She feels her cheeks becoming red and warm, she could still feel the hand on her face. She looks in the mirror to see a hand print printed on her cheeks. Her eyes widen even more, her best friend just slapped her.
"Just get out please." Violet's hand shakes, not expecting for her to actually hurt her best friend. It was like someone was taking control of her; someone that wanted to destroy her well being.
"Violet please.." another slap was placed on her cheeks, except this time much harder and with much more force.
"Go fucking away before I do something worst."
And with that warning y/n immediately runs out of the bathroom, tears running down her cheeks along with the feeling of stinging. ✰✰✰ She walks out of the bathroom, her eyes full of glass tears running down.
Never had she thought that Violet would do such a thing, she never thought that Violet would go as far as slapping her. All she wanted to do was talk, to make her feel better; but all she got in return was a hand to the face.
She didn't know who to forgive, or who's side she should be on. Her boyfriends side or her best friends side? Her boyfriend was the main cause of this, she never knew that side of him. She only knew the sweet side of him, the side whenever their alone. Blake was usually sweet, or at least to her (maybe it's just because she's his girlfriend). They've spent the weekend together and he was nothing but loving and affectionate, like the way he kisses her, or the way he hugs her. But y/n also did care for her best friend, Violet. She also knows that Violet just simply wasn't in her right state of mind, she was just feeling upset, maybe even overwhelmed. Her best friend hasn't ever been like this, she was always friendly and kind to everyone; especially y/n. She wasn't sure what's going in both of their heads, her boyfriend and her best friend. She knew that they didn't get along very well, Violets been telling him time after time that she should've dumped him; but she tried acting good for their relationship.
Y/n stood outside of the lunchroom, not ready to go back to the chaos of the cafeteria. She knew everyone would be watching her, observing her swollen rose cheeks, inspecting the hand mark.
She zones out for a while, until a pair of hands caressing along her jawline to her cheeks.
