Scott Barringer x Fem!reader OC
Summary: Scott is about to run away when he finds out his parents are coming to visit, and Jane tells Peter
Warnings: first-person POV, mentions of r@pe, step incest, pet names, swearing, mentions of blood, insinuated self-harm
a/n: This is way angstier than anything I've ever written, so I just hope I did it justice!
"Scott, please don't do this!" I'm standing before him, trying to block his path. I'm panting cause I've been pushing him for a while now, trying to keep him from getting to the shed. His parents got to visit for the first time, and this will be his first time facing everything since he's been here.
"Come on, baby, get out of my way." He's stronger than me, so it's only a matter of time before he reaches the shed. "I'll tell Peter." I know those words will make him pause. I was right.
He stops in his tracks and finally looks down, making eye contact with me. "I don't want to, Scott, but I have no other choice." His breath came out hot on my face as he seemingly weighed his options.
He walked past me and went into the cabin. I sighed, thinking I had finally gotten to him.
It was the next day, and I went to find Scott, as his parents were arriving soon. Instead, I was greeted with the shed door being open and the lock broken. Instantly, tears start streaming down my face, and I run to find Peter.
I'm sobbing, running through campus towards Peter's office when he actually runs into me. "Jane, what's wrong? Come on, sweetheart, what's going on?" He has a panicked voice, and while I try and talk to him, my sobs are too big to get any words out.
"Scott-" Is really all I get. He's shushing me, and I compose myself fast, knowing I need to actually speak in this moment. "Scott's running again. He took a kayak from the shed. I told him I'd tell you, I guess he thought he'd get a head start."
He huffs and gets up quickly. "Jules, come here, please." He calls my best friend over. "Scott ran I need you to stay here with Jane while I find him." She nods and puts her arm around my shoulder.
I start crying again, and she walks me up to our cabin. "What's her problem?" Shelby says from the couch as we enter the main room. "Scott ran Shel. She's upset and worried, not that you'd know what that feels like."
I can't deal with any voices right now. I run to my bed and just keep crying. I hear tires on the gravel and perk up, seeing Scott's parents pull in.
I bolt out of bed and run outside. I see Peter taking them toward his office, probably about to tell them their son had gone missing. Before he can get gone, I yell across the way and say, "Bitch! I know what you did!"
They both jump at me, and Sophie runs toward me while Peter gives me a look before continuing into his office. "Jane!" Sophie says sternly. "I'll have Peter deal with you, given your outburst is over, Scott." I scoff and walk toward his office.
I stand outside on and off, crying while I hear some yells from inside. They are laying into Peter for losing their son. I even hear the bitches voice say, "We should just take him home. This isn't doing him any good."
The fear sets in that they might remove Scott from Mount Horizon. He'd be right back where he started. I get up and start running into the woods, and get to the river.
"SCOTT!!" I start calling after him. He can't be too far right?
I've been searching for what feels like forever, but has really only been like 20 minutes. Scott isn't anywhere, which is unsurprising given how fast the water is rushing.
I don't even know where I'm at, but I start hearing this far-off cry. "Help! Help me!" I then hear a motor behind me. "Jane!!" I hear Peter call for me.
"Peter, he's down there! I see the kayak but not him!" I hear the bike turn off, and Peter runs beside me down the slight hill. "Stay there, Jane!"
I pick at my cuticles as I watch him get into the kayak and make his way toward a big boulder. I start crying again, while one of my fingers starts bleeding.
I watched them fight their way to shore, and when they finally made it, I rushed down and helped pull them up further. Once they finally got on land, Peter started ripping into Scott.
I've tuned everything out, and I'm trying to ground myself by picking at my cuticles. "And you, Jane!" are the words that make me snap back into reality.
"You had no right to use the language you did earlier, especially to Scott's step-mother." I just looked down and nodded my head.
Before I knew it, we were headed back to campus.
Once we arrived, I saw Scott's parents standing on the steps to Peter's office. I felt Scott grab my arm and pull me with them. The look his step-monster gave me was nothing but detest.
We walked into the office, and the first thing out of her mouth was, "This is between us, not her! She needs to leave." "She stays, or I don't say a word to you." Scott was quick to defend me.
Peter directed me to the chair behind his desk, and that's when all hell broke loose.
The amount of yelling that has taken place is more than my nervous system can handle. All my fingers are bleeding, and I have tears streaming down my face.
When Scott moves to barge out of the room, he doesn't leave without first grabbing my hand and pulling me with him.
We walk until we hit the tree line, and when we finally stop, I jerk my hands from his. "I can't stand you!" I yell as I start hitting him against his chest.
"You just run away and leave me here! You don't think of anyone but yourself, you selfish asshole!" He grabs my wrists, and that's when he finally sees.
He looks down at his hands, which are covered in blood, and as soon as he looks up, he runs.
"Peter!" I chase after him as we both run back into Peter's office. His parents are gone, and it's just the three of us in there. I'm hiding my hands behind my back, but you can see the amount of blood on Scott's hands.
Each one of my fingers is torn to bits. "Jane, sweetheart, what'd you do?" I started crying and held my hands where they were. Scott reaches behind me, grabs both my wrists, and pulls them in front of my body.
"She's hurting herself! Make her stop." He yells at Peter. He holds out his hand to Scott as a way to calm him down. My hands are shaking when Peter grabs them and pulls me toward the couch in his office.
"Scott, can you go to the bathroom and wet some paper towels, please?" He looks at me as if when he leaves, I'll break or be gone by the time he gets back.
He slowly walked toward the bathroom. "What caused this, Jane? Talk to me." I let out a shaky breath. "He left, and then he got yelled at and shamed just for telling the truth. I couldn't handle that."
"Is it just your fingers?" I nodded. I never wanted to hurt myself, but it was like a nervous tic that always got out of hand too quickly. For Horizon the it was still considered self-harm.
After we got the dried and fresh blood off my hands, we could see the real damage. It wasn't horrible, by far not the worst I'd ever done, but it wasn't pretty either.
"I'm sorry, guys. I just can't even help it sometimes." The silence is so loud. Once we get my hands clean, I hear Peter say, "We have to get her to the infirmary."
Scott grabs one of my hands, and Peter grabs the other. "What's gonna happen to her?" He sighs and starts his whole explanation.
"We take her down, and she'll spend the day in the infirmary. She'll be on 24 24-hour watch, and a senior will stay up with her tonight while she sleeps in the main room."
"I'm staying with her. Please don't make me leave her." Scott was quick to respond. Peter sighed and nodded his head.
After I got my fingers wrapped and spent my full day in the infirmary, I finally got to leave. My nerves were still on edge, but I had Scott by me to help me feel something other than anxiety.
It was finally time to get to bed, and when Scott and I walked into the main room, we saw two small beds on the ground with our bedspreads on them.
I smile, knowing I'll get to stay with Scott all night. Sophie walked us over and is now saying, "We figured since Kat would be up with you tonight, we didn't need to separate you. Don't get any ideas and don't get used to this." We smiled at her and nodded.
I think I slept the best I ever have with Scott holding my hand all night. I hope that one day I'll get this type of good sleep if I get to be with Scott.
