#and on top of that she didn't even fill it out correctly when the necessary info was right in front of her

[batboybisexualism]

my stupid fucking doctor not only waited too long to submit my top surgery authorization but she put it down as an inpatient procedure when it's an outpatient procedure so now they have to postpone the surgery until april 23rd when it was supposed to be this fucking tuesday I'm going to fucking kill someone

[kyglow]

playing along and taking her bitter fierce words for face value as he wasn't offended neither was it apparent on his sweat-covered features instead a deviously sly grin remained plastered on his lips. " whatever you say but the body may say one thing and the heart another. i am sure you know the truth better than anybody. " he echoed coyly in an amused twisted tone with jed still remaining manic and crazed but more toned down than previously before. " yes, i am sick and twisted. you were my prey but i saw something in you that night in the basement. i saw the real you. " suspecting his words would come across as if he were taunting or mocking her even though he was being honest. it was a wild fuck throughout the whole evening and one he did not regret only seeking to relive it again by any means necessary. in a way she was his project - - sure she was a final girl but perhaps she could be more than just a horror cliche - - maybe she could be a twist in the narrative that was taking place.

he didn't bother now to fight against the restraints around his wrists instead he sat hunched leaning forward a little with eyes staring up at her. not giving the impression that he guessed correctly when it came who made the decision to come here but rather going along with it. " i told you matt isn't who you think he is. what do you think, maggie? did matt discuss with me plans to get you alone away from everyone, hmm? " his eyebrows pinched together and his head would tilt with his twisted menacing grin having disappeared. trying to pour in more thoughts and impressions of doubt in her mind towards the topic of her boyfriend if he could be trusted yet it was all a master plan. calmly now he would feel the brunt of her fierce words which were intended to make him feel guilt for being a killer yet it had no effect as he sat in silence - - she may have been right, however, him being the bullied victim felt some form of pride as it boosted his confidence and made his heart pump with ecstasy and pleasure. " aw, so heartless. you don't take pity on a bullied victim? " he sounded coy only to then pout playfully which was brief before his lips spread into a cunning smirk. " you're breaking my heart, maggie. you seem so sure that i'll never touch you again. " he teased as he was being intentionally cocky with his smug attitude. not affected by the tears swelling in her eyes as he didn't react to them. jed didn't have an ounce of pity for her.

studying her distraught yet shaken reaction towards matt being the second killer only filled jed's heart with a rousing sense of internal joy. while hearing her trying to be in denial and reassuring herself matt was a good guy. " don't i wish you were right but unfortunately dear matt used you. he violated you and worst of all took advantage of your love for him. i can't imagine the pain you're going through right now. " still enforcing matt was no to be trusted but indeed a terrible monster. her words did resonate with him when she brought up how she had defended him in the past making it unfair that he used her. jed didn't respond as he wasn't able to when they were interrupted by matt who walked into the room.

watching what felt to be a stage play before him as eyes would widen watching in amusement as the altercation and accusations were hurled mostly towards unsuspecting matt. jed stared in awe yet kept quiet. watchful eyes witnessed her taking her boyfriend's phone followed by the familiar sounds of what jed had experienced with maggie in the basement. he laughed which would be short-lived as eyes would be stunned as to what would unfold. mouth agape and eyebrows raised when he witnessed maggie quickly grab the knife and stab her boyfriend out of pure anger and pain. on top of her boyfriend now she proceeded to stab him while jed remained quiet. it wasn't until matt would lay lifeless with maggie now sobbing on the floor next to the body that jed would finally break his silence. " i am so sorry maggie. i am terribly sorry. " his voice sympathetic and innocent." you should go wash up and get some towels. " he then instructed.

Maggie felt like she was shaking, which wasn't a surprise, she was pretty much at the edge here with everything going on. And he kept reminding her of that time at the basement, when he broke into her house, masked as the killer, taking her down there and using her as he pleased... now that she thought back to it, Maggie was almost sure at a certain point she knew it was Jed... After being intimate to him before that, all the signs were there... Maybe she just wasn't admitting it to herself, feeling embarrassed by it all and the fact she came over and over again if though she told him to stop, even though she cried through it, but she's never been fucked better in her whole life. "I didn't enjoy it, you used me, you took advantage of me like a coward you are, Jed. I was vulnerable and you saw your opportunity, you sick bastard."she said through the tears she couldn't fight back. Matt and she had their own problems, true, and it shocked her how much he knew. "How... how do you know that? Did Matt talk to you about it?"she asked in total disbelief, as Matt thought Jed was a freak, no way the two were hanging out. But it only supported the theory of Matt being a second killer. The best sex she had with Matt was when he was on the nights the killings happened. Only they would find out someone was murdered the day after, but his dick got hard without an issue on those nights.

"You're justifying your killings because you were bullied? Nothing can justify you being a murdered, Jed, nothing!"she spat her words. "And you'll never get to touch me again, ever."Maggie murmured and wiped her tears away with a shaky hand. He kept on bringing Matt up, making her question everything Matt ever said or did. "He wouldn't, he... He cares about me, he would never use me the way you did, play these sick games with me. He's not a monster."she tried to reassure herself but everything he was saying was starting to make more and more sense.

Margaret let out a chocked sob as he accused them all of thinking he was a freak. "I never did, Jed. I always defended you. I wanted to be around you. But you ruined everything, you took this path of no return. You used everyone, even me - I thought we were friends."she cried out. Jumping in place when she heard the movement outside, it meant Matt was getting close. And Jed kept on telling her she has to react quickly, defend herself and kill Matt before he kills her. He said he loved her and she didn't believe him, not after what he's done to her. She didn't say anything, only felt herself shiver and turn around rapidly when the door swung open. The survival instinct was kicking in and she lifted up the knife towards Matt.

He seemed shocked by her reaction, and lifted his arms in defense, telling her its just him and that she should put the knife down. "Don't tell me what to do! You both think I'm some dumb girl, yeah? That you can play with me however the fuck you want? Did you know? That he took advantage of me in the basement?"she kept on asking him but he kept denying, telling her the police would be here soon and that she should put the knife down. "Shut up, Matt. Give me your phone."she shouted at him and he slid it to her across the table. No calls to the police. And as she dug through it, she found the video. Pressing play, it was her face, smudged in tears and make up as she was fucked from behind by ghostface, aka Jed. Matt said something and as he stepped towards her to grab the knife, she reacted on instinct and stabbed him with it. As Matt stumbled down, he tried to fight her off, but she fell on top of him, stabbing him again and keeping the knife deep, crying as she did so. "You knew... all this time. Did you get hard by watching him use me, Matt? You killed all those people... our friends..."she looked into his eyes and saw the life leaving him. He couldn't say a word as he chocked on blood and once he let out the last breath, Maggie jumped away from him and stayed onto the floor, just sobbing and looking at her bloody hands. @sxlcst

[mjlovescm]

16- First time for everything, pt.2

Completed, 27 chapters, “She’s an angel” Rodrick Heffley x black fem reader

Content warning: smoking weed.

“You've never smoked before?” Chris asked, surprisingly shocked.

“Uh, no.”

Drugs and alcohol were never things you really had any interest in. Even though you had access to both, you were still too worried about getting in trouble.  It's not like any drug dealer would take you seriously, and knowing your parents, they would immediately notice any missing alcohol. Both of which were risk you weren't willing to take. 

“Do you want to ?” Ben asks.

You think for a split second before Rodrick chimes in. 

“You don't have to.” He tells you. 

“I know, but I want to.” 

Chris and Ben share a look at your innocent interaction before looking at Rodrick, who's eyes were on you. The two laugh to themselves at some type of inside joke. Causing Rodrick to give them the side eye. 

“Relax, man, it's not like it's addictive.” Ben jokes. 

“Yea, let her live a little.” Chris says, starting to light the blunt he was holding. 

You and Rodrick stay silent while they take the first few hits. Him giving his friends a meaner look, it softening when his eyes land on you. 

“Here.” 

They pass the blunt to you, and you realize you don't know what to do with it. You bring it to your lips and take in a cautious breath. The smoke fills your mouth, but nothing happens because you didn't inhale correctly. Before the boys across you have a chance to laugh, Rodrick takes the blunt from you. 

“Don't say anything.” Rodrick warns them. 

You didn't know much, but this definitely was an interesting way of smoking. 

He brings the lit end to his lips, motioning you to come towards him with his other hand. You obey the request and scoot closer to him. You put your lips on the opposite end and Rodrick blows. Smoke quickly fills your mouth, and you inhale everything you can. 

Going against your first instinct, you hold the air in your lungs for as long as you can. Probably too long, by the way a heat fills your chest, and your dramatic coughs afterwards. 

The boys laugh at your struggle, and Rodrick passes you a water bottle. You gave him a small “thank you” and took a big sip.  The three start their normal rotation, occasionally passing it to you. It takes a few times, but with Rodrick's help and Ben and Chris's commentary, you finally inhale properly. 

Thirty minutes later Rodrick's van filled with a light fog, Chris and Ben were gone and Rodrick was lighting another blunt. He smokes alone, you were feeling too lightheaded to take another hit and instead getting a contact high this time. 

“I think I like being high.” You tell Rodrick with your head in his lap. 

“Yea, what do you like about it?” He spoke soft and slowly.

“I think I like, like the feeling and like I like smoking and-” 

You struggle to get your thoughts out, causing you and Rodrick to burst into a fit of laughter. You two laugh for much longer than necessary, you still stumbling over your words. 

“Like I like smoking with you and-” 

“You already said that.” Rodrick cuts you off.

“No, I said I like to smoke, but I think I like smoking with you more.” 

“Why?” He questioned. 

“Because you're fun.” You tell him with a toothy grin and half lidded eyes. “And I like love doing everything with you.” You pause. “Don't you love doing everything with me?” 

You'd expect him to think for a moment before answering, to deny and come up with some excuse on how some things are in fact easier without you. Then you would have to force the answer out of him, but he doesn't. Instead, he agrees immediately. 

“Yea, I think I love doing everything with you too.” 

“What!” His words make you jump, and your head leaves his lap. Leaving it to feel empty. “You do!” 

Slightly embarrassed by your reaction, he doesn't say anything. His hands lazily find your hips, and you quickly move to sit on top of him. You both smile, and he lets out a low groan as your weight settles on him. 

“Do you really like doing things with me?” You question him, genuinely looking for an answer. 

He doesn't reply but goes in for a kiss, which you dodge, so he brings his lips to your neck instead. 

“Don't get all shy now.” You tease him. “Answer me.” 

You tug lightly at his hair,  forcing his eyes to yours. 

“We're best friends, y/n you know that.”

“And.”

He lets out an annoyed sigh, a fake one. 

“And we do a lot of shit together, so I have to like love doing it.”

A notification pings  your phone and your head turns towards the sound. 

“You are so fake.” You tell him before you go to check the notification. 

Rodrick watches you open your phone and start to type, waiting for you to return. But it takes longer than he expects. 

“Who is it?” He asks you.

You ignore him and continue texting. He watches you giggle and smile at your screen. His face scrunches in confusion once the person you were texting calls  you. And to his surprise, you pick it up on the first ring. 

“Hiii.” You say in an over cheerful tone, that toothy grin returned. 

“Who is it?” He asks again. 

“It's no one.” You tell Rodrick and continue with your conversation. “No, I'm just with a friend, yea the one that was with me at the mall.” 

*No one huh*

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