#elliot angst

[st4rr11]

Elliot is grieving lolzies (i am so sorry elliot)

[sparrow-meadow]

DEAD OR ALIVE Killer Elliot concept

Some info v

Missfortune is a kind soul consumed by grief and vengance, brought back by spectre to feed the never ending fire. He destroys everything in his path, desperately trying to crawl away from the impherno following him. He doesn't wish to harm others, but it hurts so much. With each kill his glames grow stronger, changing his appearance and making him more desperate. Tormented and lonely, he only wishes to rest - fire hungers constantly, so he can't

He's swapped with 1x1, but a lot of his mechanics would be similair to john doe I imagine ! I didn't think about it yet sigh. Maybe could open earth to trap people in lava or smth, or put on fire entire areas

His main gimmick is quick, weak attacks putting a lot of long lasting effects on the survivors. The effects stack up, so if you can't escape him before that he will take you down. Not good long range, as he needs to be near survivors to work.

Tracks survivors by their heat signature, works like unstable eye

He becomes completely burnt on LMS, with custom vocie lines like (corny ones like "it hurts so much" or "I'll take us both to hell"

Special lms theme with survivor C00lkid, it would be a pitfull one I imagine. Not wanting to be angry at a kid, but not able to contain the overspilling rage. (More corny lines like "Karma is a ####, huh?" or "Actions have concequences, kid")

BEEEFFFFF with killer 07, they HATE one another so bad. He blames him for what happened, or believes it was actually him who put the fire on (in one of my and my friends AU's that's the case and they're dual killers actually. But that's unrelated to this)

[lovesickvampyr]

this pride month i grant you toxic yaoi /hj

full shot

[ko-glitch-101]

Youre so naive elliot...

"you work your ass off everyday, always there for others, always healing them... But do they do the same for you? No. They treat you like shit, over and over, and yet... You still help them. Even tough they dont deserve it. So tell me elliot, whos REALLY the bad guy here? "

[luvfae]

FAVOUR

summary: elliot shares a secret with you that ends with you giving him head.

fandom: euphoria

parings: elliot x f reader

warnings: smut, oral (male receiving), swearing, drug use

Normally when you hung out with Elliot, Jules and Rue were with you, but today they were running late. It wasn’t awkward without your two girls, but there was a weird feeling in the air. You couldn’t put your finger on what it was.

You and Elliot were sharing a joint, talking aimlessly about nothing in particular. Somehow the conversation landed on the topic of sex.

“I’ve never had mind blowing sex,” you said, taking the joint from his lips and taking a hit. “Nothing that makes me think, ‘oh my God i’ll remember this forever.’ Usually my own fingers give me a better orgasm than most men do,” you shrugged.

“Damn, really?” He said. You nodded. “If it makes you feel any better i’ve never came from head.”

“What?” You said, eyebrows furrowed. “You’re joking, right?”

“Nope,” he replied. You hummed, passing the joint back to him.

“Why?”

“No idea, guess the people who have given me head just weren’t good at it,” Elliot said. “I don’t hold grudges though.”

“I mean, I don’t know what an orgasm from head feels like for a guy, but if it’s anything like what it feels like for me, you’re missing out,” you said.

Elliot looked up at you, blowing smoke in your face. “Why don’t you show me what it’s like?”

You blinked at him, cheeks burning red. “W-what?” You stuttered.

“You seem like you know what you’re doing from some of those stories you just told me,” Elliot said, sitting up in front of you. “So why don’t you show me what i’m missing out on.”

“What if I can’t make you cum?” You replied.

“Then it must be a me problem,” Elliot shrugged. “Look, Y/N. You’re fuckin’ sexy and i’ve wanted to fuck your brains out for weeks now, but from what i’ve learnt you don’t just put out for anyone, so this is a good stepping stone for me to get to that point,” Elliot said.

You froze, eyes going wide, you face was burning at this point. You couldn’t believe he was saying these things to you.

“If you don’t want too it’s fine, I don’t want you too feel pressured or anything,” Elliot said, taking your silence as a bad thing.

“No!” You quickly yelled. “I’ll do it.” You said, slipping off his bed and onto your knees on the floor. Elliot smirked, turning around so his legs were dangling off the bed. You moved in between his legs, reaching for the button on his jeans. “I’ve been too scared to ask you but i’ve wanted this for weeks too,” you said.

You unbuttoned his pants and he stood up, pulling them off and discarding them on the floor. “Stand up,” Elliot said and you stood up, quickly. He held your cheeks with both hands and gave you a passionate kiss, you melted into his touch and felt disappointed when he pulled away. “Okay, now get on your knees and suck my dick,” Elliot said, sitting back down on the bed.

You were quick to drop to your knees, grabbing his semi hard dick and pumping him with your hand a few times until he fully hardened up. You glanced up at him before shoving his entire length into your mouth, the tip of his dick touching the back of your throat. Elliot let out a grunt, his hands moving to the back of your head and you bobbed up and down, determined to make him finish.

Your eyes filled with tears as his hands guided you, his dick slamming against the back of your throat every second. You looked up at him and he stared down at you.

“You look so pretty right now,” Elliot breathed as tears ran down your cheeks, your mascara all messed up, saliva dripping down your chin. You swirled your tongue around him, practically begging to hear a noise from his mouth again and you were pleased when he let out a groan. “You gunna swallow?” He asked.

You nodded, keeping eye contact with him the entire time and he smirked. “I knew you’d be a swallower,” he said. You hollowed out your cheeks, bobbing your head faster and faster, eager for him to finish.

Elliot was pulling on your hair so tight you were sure he was ripping out chunks and before you knew it you felt hot sticky liquid in your mouth. He pulled away from you and you opened your mouth, showing him that you had swallowed.

“Damn,” he smiled.

“Made you cum!” You teased, standing up, getting ready to fix yourself up before Rue and Jules arrived. Elliot had other plans, he grabbed your waist, throwing you onto the bed.

“Let me return the favour,” he said, dragging your pants down your legs.

© luvfae 2022

[infernalodie]

𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐂𝐢𝐫𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬 (𝐏𝐓.𝟏) || 𝐄𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐭

“𝘐'𝘮 𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 𝘞𝘩𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘥𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘸? 𝘋𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘦?“

Inspo: Ryan Beatty - Dark Circles Weston Estate - Where Do We Go? Brakence - hypochondriac

Pairing: Elliot x FemMale!reader

Summary: The dark circles of heartbreak was something you needed escape...

Warnings: Angst, homophobia (F slur), description of smut, and even more angst.

Words: 2663

DNI IF YOU’RE YOUNGER THAN 18!

Days seemed to slowly tick away with each tap of your finger against the old desk. Nights turned to day, and days turned to night. Like with each tap, the days and nights went by in those few seconds. It was a constant cycle with the extra shit you never asked to be included. If it is drama going on at school or your own unfortunate misfortunes involving Lexi and Cassie. There were just a whole lot of factors that went into your day that was never requested. It left exhaustion to seep under your eyes, forming dark circles that you weren’t able to break free from.

But things were simple when Elliot was here.

“God.” You placed your head in your hands, rubbing at your crimson eyes.

You wished his warm hands ran up your quivering thighs. How the calloused pads of his fingers would follow each curve of the limbs. His lips just a few inches from yours. God, you could already see the smirk that would dance across his lips. Enjoying how pitiful you looked- How palpable you became under his touch. You could hear him using his favourite pet name, whispering it in your ear as you are trying to catch your breath. “My baby boy is so excited-”

The sound of pounding at your door made you whip your head around. “Who is it?”

“Hurry up, girly. We’re going to McKay’s party,” Cassie called out on the other end of the door before her footsteps retreated back down the hall. Leaving staring at the door wide-eyed, hands covering your erection, and a fermenting dread building in your gut.

But you knew Cassie and Lexi’s goal with doing this was to get you laid. And having your sister help you get laid with another guy wasn’t embarrassing enough, it was them sitting in your room trying to play cupid. And as much as you wanted to back out of their plans, you knew Cassie would pull you down the stairs by your ear and force you into the car.

So, you got dressed, sweeping your blonde locks out of your face and splashing water on your face. Just to hide the fact that you hadn’t left your room or the house since summer break started and this was the first attempt at socializing with others.

Getting downstairs, you found your siblings to already be waiting for you in the vehicle. Leaving the entire backseat open for you.

Hopping in, you heard Greyson Chance playing faintly through the speakers. Cassie sitting, scrolling through her phone and Lexi adjusting the side mirrors. “Did you call me, girly?” You inquired, a hint of a smile on your lips as you stared at the side of Cassie’s head.

“Y/n, you can’t tell me that you've grown your hair out to my length, have facial structure ideal for a girl, and a small frame that every gay guy wants from a twink to tell me you aren’t considered girly.”

Her words made Lexi laugh as you slapped your sister on the shoulder. “You gonna call me a slut next?” You quipped.

“Just matters on how much dick you get tonight and we’re making sure it happens,”: Cassie said, motioning between her and Lexi. “This isn’t middle school anymore. You are free from relationships and you need to let your wings out and experience the life of getting wasted and getting laid.”

All you could do is sigh and try to keep that smile up for as long as you could before the vehicle started moving. But all you could do is open your phone and stare at the apps for a few moments before your thumb gravitated toward the photos. Scrolling through the many meaningless pictures of you, your friends, your sisters, and then Elliot. Pictures of the both of you together at the carnival, pictures of him playing his guitar, and some of him just smiling at you with a dreamy layer in his eyes. It made your heart heat up at the fond memories spent with the guy who was your first kiss, first boyfriend- first time for everything. Among those pictures were videos that were more recent than the innocent ones the two of you shared early on in your relationship.

You pressed on one, making it mute as you watched with your bottom lip caught between your teeth. Elliot was laid out in his bed, naked. The camera was hovering above him with his gaze zeroed in on you. As the camera trailed down further, it revealed his hardened cock standing at attention. Twitching with the need for stimulation. The faint glint of the silver ring could be seen as you could already hear the groans that fell from his lips. Pleading for you to help him finish and spare him the pain. But you swiped off the video before you saw too much.

You couldn’t shake him. From your mind, from your words, from your actions. It made you wonder if he experienced it as well. Did he think about you? Did he slip up and say your name? Did he watch the sensual videos of the two of you together and wish for that again? Does he idolize someone the same you did for him?

It left an empty part inside of you unfulfilled. And hurt you knowing that if he was putting his time into someone else, then you would have to give that up. Give him up. The thought alone left your stomach turning. Because even if someone was better, you truly believed you would always be his best. But sitting in the back of this car, knowing that Cassie and Lexi would strive to get you laid, made you wonder who was better off in the long run.

And even when you got to the party, sisters pulling you despite how dead limp went with them, you realized that this rebounding might just be your downfall. Not comparable in any comparison, but you might just end up like Rue. A junky trying to hide the pain from the loss she’d experienced. And you knew that if you even entertained the idea of moving on, some part of you would always end up belonging to him.

“Hey, psychoanalyst.” Lifting your head, you smiled at the sight of Maddy. Leaning into her side when she sat down on the counter beside you, her arm wrapping around your shoulders. “What’s on your mind, sweetheart?”

Out of all your friends, you were the youngest. The “baby” is what they liked to call you–Your own little nickname within the friend group. You were innocent to a lot of the bullshit that went on. Never did drugs. Never indulged in alcohol. And never had any real bad encounters with Nate. Sure, he wasn’t afraid to say he thought you being a “fag” was weird to him and he would never accept you. But even then, it was something so minor when the two of you had been tasked with a school assignment. He never made any comments further than that. There was mutual respect, even though you knew he was a dirtbag that needed to be put into the ground. But that was why you were the baby. They trusted you more than themselves with secrets about what was going on in their lives.

“Hmmm, nothing.” The unconvinced look on Maddy’s face made you huff. “Really. I just don’t like parties. You know this.”

She hummed, raising a brow. “You sure it’s not because your ex-boyfriend is staring at you from across the room?”

It was embarrassing how quickly you raised your head to look around. But Maddy found it highly amusing, no matter the sounds of annoyance you made. “Y/n, baby, you are a little puppy whenever Elliot is mentioned.” Maddy stroked your head, fingers gracefully running through your locks in a soft and delicate way. “Although I hate that Cassie and Lexi want you to get over him, maybe they’re right in this situation. I mean, I had to do the same to get over Nate.”

“But you still feel things for him?” You inquired, looking at her innocently.

Maddy sighed, rubbing your back. “Yea’, I still have feelings for him.”

There was a mutual level of understanding between you and Maddy that has been shared since last year. Both your exes broke your guys’ hearts and left you two to try and figure out ways to cope with the pain as they lived on. Now, unlike you, Maddy had to see and hear all about Nate. Who he was fucking, what parties he was going to be at, and the inevitable visit or text he would give. It was a twisted and unhealthy relationship you would never speak your mind to in respect of your friend.

But for you, Elliot was a blip in the system that was reality. There wasn’t a specific time that you could think back on when he was really around after the two of you broke up. You heard he was around town. Driving around at midnight, like the two of you used to do. Or he was at school where you would spot his bleached tips from down the hall before he disappeared for the rest of the day. And maybe there was some part of you that wished he would acknowledge your existence. Share the same hall when the two of you are going to your separate classes. But you knew Lexi would try to comfort you and say, “This just makes it easier to move on, Y/n. Never seeing him is a good step toward something better.”

“It’s just hard, y’know?” You muttered. “He just seems so close, yet so far. I can call him or text him, but I have a feeling he doesn’t want anything with me.”

“But that’s maybe how it should be,” Maddy speculated, grasping at straws of reasoning. “All things aren’t meant to be forever. A friendship, a boyfriend, a girlfriend- not everything works out until you find the person that just sticks.”

You stayed leant against her, watching the party ensue in front of the both of you. Only able to scoff at the reality check. “That’s a shit way to live.”

A steady laugh fell from Maddy’s lips as she pressed a kiss to your temple. “But that’s how it is and you either to accept that or continue living in the past.”

She hopped off the counter, sighing with a smile as she turned to you. “Now, are you trying to get your dick wet or sit here and mope over something you don’t have control over?” She inquired, a mischievous look in her eyes. Waving her arms in some sort of hypnotist act, making you unable to contain the smile. “C’mon, darling. Let’s go dance!”

With a groan, you took her hands, laughing when she pulled you in the direction of McKay’s living room which was packed with teens. And seemed from Maddy’s encouraging attitude to let loose or it was the realization that tonight could just be used to let go of everything, you embraced the freedom. Laughing at Maddy dancing against you sensually, brandishing a matching joyful smile to yours. You do the same with her, Maddy grabbing your hips and cheering you on.

These were one of those rare moments where you got to forget about the problems going on in life. Because even though you hated going to parties, you didn’t need drinks in your system to have fun. If you are with Maddy, your sisters, and even Fez, you felt allowed to shed the skin you had on back at home and just be yourself. Something so minuscule ended with it being so important to you when things became difficult or mentally demanding.

But across the party where your eyes gravitated, you could see him. Standing there with a cigarette between his lips and a red solo cup in his grasp. And his eyes stayed planted on you. His eyes were trying to portray something to you. Like a word about to be spoken but the sound of booming music cut him off.

And he looked good. The same long sleeve he let you wear countless mornings with nothing else underneath hung lazily off his slim figure. He wore the same semi-baggy sweatpants he’d have on when he played his guitar while you sat on your laptop on his bed and helped your mother with bills. The face tats were the same and still looked gorgeous on him. Everything about him screamed the same and something about that hurt you.

So much so that you had to make up some sort of excuse to Maddy. Ignoring her worried questions as you rushed out of the living room and outside. It felt like there were more eyes out there watching you, curious as to why you were uncontrollably sobbing into your fleece sweater.

“Y/n!” You could hear him calling your name. His Converse patted against the driveway as he chased after you. The intentions were simply unknown to you but you didn’t want to know. “Y/n, please just stop for a sec-”

No hesitation could be evident in your actions as you spun around, pointing and exclaiming, “No!”

Elliot’s eyes grew wide, raising his hands in surrender as your face twisted. Maybe it was the misconception you created that maybe you wouldn’t have to see him ever again, which you knew wasn’t possible. Maybe it was the close proximity of Elliot that made you scared to simply go through the pain all over again. Which made you shake your head/ “You- You don’t get to do this. You don’t get to talk to me!” You cried.

He sighed, hands dropping by his sides. “I mean, I didn’t know there was a manual-”

“Stop being a smartass, Ell!” You yelled in exasperation, silencing him. Placing a hand over your face, sniffling in an attempt to hide yourself or your heartbreak from him. But he only attempted to reach out, searching to comfort you. But you recoiled, weeping softly. “You didn’t change.” You whispered, almost as if you were finally realizing it for yourself. “You didn’t change your style of clothing. You didn’t get a new tattoo. You don’t have someone else you can call yours.”

“Y/n, I’m-”

Before he could even finish his words, Cassie and Maddy, who must’ve searched for you and came running when they saw Elliot, stood between the both of you. “Back the fuck up!” Maddy shoved Elliot back, who clenched his jaw, raising his hands once again. “Who the fuck do you think you are? Hmm?”

“I am leaving,” he replied honestly.

“Good. That means you stay the fuck away from Y/n, Elliot,” Cassie spat. “You’ve done enough damage.”

“Cassie, please-” You pleaded, trying to pull your oldest sister away, hoping to just leave as soon as possible and go cry where there weren’t curious teens gathered.

Yet, Maddy made sure to shove Elliot again, pressing her finger to his chest. “You stay away from baby and if I see you near him again, I’ll kick your head in,” she threatened. “Got it?”

Still, Elliot kept his hands raised and walked away. His eyes flickered to your glass ones before he turned and went back to the party. Leaving you to be escorted to the vehicle before Lexi came running after some sort of commotion happening at the party that called for Maddy’s and Cassie’s attention. Which left you in a cold and claustrophobic space with your second oldest, who simply held your hand as she drove.

And throughout that drive, all you could hear were her hushed reassurances. Ones that were meaningless to you in a time like this. But one stuck with you that either brought you realization or hope for the future.

“This is what it takes for us to grow, Y/n.”

[sublimecatgalaxy]

can you please do:

character: Elliot (Euphoria)

prompts: It would be better if you stayed away from me, How many times am i supposed to forgive you, You didn’t just break promises, you broke me.

situation: broken trust

I love this.

"I don't know what to say to fix this." He mutters, toying with his hair as he pulls his knees up to his chest, his eyes avoiding mine as I shift in my spot on the bed, still not knowing if I'm going to break up with him or not for this. "It was one night, she was really hurting because of Rue and all of their fucked up shit- we'd just gotten in that fight and I was high."

"Are you seriously making excuses right now?" Elliot knows that when he fucks up, and fucks me over, that I'm not going to sit around and wait for him to fix his issues. So the fact that he's trying to clean up his mess by explaining to me why he slept with Jules- it's shocking.

"No, I'm sorry- it did seem like that. I'm not justifying anything. I just know you're probably wondering why. That's my why." He panics, trying to suck in a breath but his chest caves in on him, his whole body sinking further into the bed.

"You had no reason to do this to me- to do this to us." My lip quivers as I desperately try not to cry, my chest and throat aching to sob and to scream at him. "How many times am I supposed to forgive you? You didn’t just break promises, you broke me." I whimper, the reality of the situation finally sinking in, my whole body trembling.

It's hard when the only person you want to comfort you in your time of need is the same person who caused you the pain in the first place. I can tell by the look in his eyes that he wants nothing but to reach out to me, to pull me into his arms and never let me go- that he feels shame and regret for what he did.

But if I fall back into him, does that only teach him he can do this and get away from it? Or is it a wake up call that I could- and have every right to- leave him and never look back. Maybe the fear in his eyes is him realizing I'm not expendable and that I deserve better.

"Tell me what to do." He mutters, reaching out to me to rest his hand on my cheek, catching my tears with his thumbs. "I'll do anything. I'll stop drinking, I'll go to therapy- I'll go to therapy with you and you know much I hate the thought of that shit." He laughs tearily and I can't fight the smile that tugs at my lips.

"It would be better if you stayed away from me or stay away from her. You can't have your cake and eat it too." He nods quickly at my offer and scoots instantly closer to me, his hand moving to rest on my hip as his nose brushes soothingly against mine.

"You, I choose you. I always choose you." My eyes close at his words, still so hesitant to believe him but I don't have it in me to not allow him another chance. "Let me fix this- Christ, please- let me fix this- us."

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[blessedtobebangtan]

backstabbers

trigger warning(s): possible spoilers, cursing, manipulation, cheating, violence, mention of alcohol, toxic relationships

word count: 2589

a/n: this was a request from a writer friend and i kinda felt the motivation. i miss euphoria and elliot and i needed to write something, so enjoy if possible :)

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“ Y/N, don’t you want to stop and think about this ?”, Lexi said, worry engraved on her face.

You shook your head pulling onto the sidewalk about five feet away from Daniel’s house. There was a big house party because of the big homecoming game that East Highland won. But tonight, there wouldn’t be any celebrating.

You snatched the key from the ignition and tied your hair back into a bun a few strands falling in front of your empty eyes, “ There’s no need to think, Lex, I’ve had more than enough time to think about what I’m gonna do to that bitch.”

You placed your hand on the door handle ready to go out, but Lexi grabbed your wrist softly tugging you back. Your eyes darted over making her all the more anxious, “ Lexi, you can’t convince me not to, please don’t try.”

Her head lowered and she slowly let you go, but you wasted no time jumping out of the vehicle and heading into the loud, overcrowded house. Lexi sighed in frustratiation before hopping out and chasing you into the house with knowing nothing good would come from it.

You pushed passed the crowds of drunken teenagers into the thick clouds of smoke, you stopped in annoyance as you were all walking in circles not getting any closer to your goal. You gathered your thoughts for a split second, then turned your body to the stairs preparing to the check the rooms, your blood boiled thinking those two might be upstairs fucking while you went absolutely insane.

“ Y/N”, your head snapped towards the right hearing someone call for you over the bass of the speakers. To the right of the room Maddy, Cass and Kat sat on a black leather couch, dolled up with red solo cups in each of their hands. A quiet groan escaped your parted lips while you hurriedly made your way to your friends.

“ Hey, guys.”, you said, looking everywhere else but at the girls. still in search for a certain blonde, “ what’s up ?”

“ Bitch, what’s up with you ? Since when do we wear sweats and hoodies to a block party ?” Maddy’s perfectly threaded eyebrows knitted together at your party attire, a scowl replacing her usual resting face, “ Isn’t the entire point to look fuckable ?”

Kat nodded slowly looking you up and down, “ Yeah, it kinda looks like you just got released from jail, but in like a cute way, kinda. ”. Maddy took a sip of her blue colored alcohol, agreeing with Kat.

You nodded running your tongue smoothly over your bottom lip not really in the mood to talk about fashion, right now.

“ Hey, I thought you and Lexi had to finish up a project or something, tonight ?”, Cassie asked looking at you with a confused expression her 

That was true, but it wasn’t as important as what you came to do.

“ Yeah, we finished a little early.”, you lied straight though your teeth and squatted as to be eye level with the girls’, “ Have you guys seen Jules, tonight ?”

They all looked at one another for a moment thinking, but nothing came to mind until Cassie clicked her tongue on the roof her mouth remembering something, “ Yes, I did, the last time I saw her was outside by the pool with Rue.”, she finished smiling proudly, the alcohol clearly making her ten times more confident than usual.

You grinned at the her, : Thanks, Cass, I owe you.”, you softly patted her bare thigh in thanks before standing back up and heading for the outside once more.

The girls watched as you sped through the crowds of people trying to figure what was going on with you, but before anyone could utter a word Lexi appeared in front of them panting quietly.

“ Lexi ?”, Cassie looked up to her younger sister, eyebrow raised in confusion.

“ H-have you g-guys -”, she struggled to catch her breath while grabbing Maddy’s cup and taking a sip to try and quench her thirst.

“That’s alcohol.”, Maddy said staring at her concerned

Lexi’s eyes widened and her face twisted as she spit the contents of the sour drink back in into the cup, “ Of course it is.”, the words from her mouth within a groan as she handed the cup back to Maddy with an tired smile, “ Great, now I’ve lost Y/N.”

“ Y/N ?”, Kat asked, “ She just passed through here, too.”

Lexi’s eyes widened and her lips slowly parted in fear, “ Did you see where she went ?”

Cassie smiled, ” Yeah, she went outside to go see Jules, but she went off in a hurry before we could say anything else to her.”, she shrugged ingesting some more of her drink.

“ I’m too late.:, Lexi swallowed thickly as she peered out past the sliding doors of the wrecked house and seeing you walking up behind Jules, your eyes staring holes into her unsuspecting figure.

“ What is it ?”

“ Y/N is about to kill Jules.”, she said just loud enough for the other girls to hear, their expressions dropping as well.

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“ Hey, Y/N.”, Rue waved to you and smiled softly peering behind Jules shoulder to see your determined facial expression, “ Where’s Le-”

“ DUMB FUCKING BITCH!”, you yelled as you grabbed a cluster of Jules’ short blonde locks causing her to emit a blood-curdling scream partly because she was a little drunk and had no idea what the fuck was going on, but this definitely sobered her up.

You harshly pulled Jules a couple steps backwards with your grasp, she looked up to see who the perpetrator was, but only saw a glimpse of your infuriated expression before your hand that was already hung in the air came swinging down and colliding with her left cheek.

Rue’s eyes widened and her little weed high was broken seeing her best friend since childhood assault her girlfriend for no resume, she presumed.

Everyone stopped what the were doing, all eyes falling over to the unsuspected altercation. Surprised to see a fight including you of all people, you were usually so kind and never really got loud with anyone, but this was like seeing a cross-over episode.

Jules fell to her side at the impact giving you the perfect opportunity that you wouldn’t miss, you rolled your eyes at her cradled form before laughing mockingly, “ Come on, bitch, you’re making this too fucking easy for me.”

You didn’t wait another second to straddle your best friend and began to punch her mercilessly. Each hit connecting with either side of her perfectly sculpted face that seemed to attract the attention of your boyfriend so easily, this thought only led you to put in more power with each hit.

“ I FUCKING TRUSTED YOU AND YOU COULDN’T EVEN BE RESPECTFUL OF MY RELATIONSHIP “, you continued to yell in her face although the words were coming out of your mouth, no sound reached her ears as she struggled to get away from your grip.

The girls ran around the perimeter of the pool as fast they could, never taking their eyes off of the fight. On the way, Lexi explained how she saw Elliot and Jules making out in the backseat of his car when she was leaving school a little late.

“ That’s why she was so off with us, earlier.”, Cassie said feeling dumb she didn’t even realize

“ So, then this is a justified ass beating ?”, Maddy asked crossing her arm over her chest and raising her eyebrow questioningly, “ Why should we get in the middle of it ?”

Kat jogged trying to keep up with the gossip and pace of Lexi’s feet, “ Sounds like it to me.”

Lexi turned around about to explain the million and one reasons why violence is wrong until she heard Jules scream for help and she was back to reality. She made it within a couple of feet from you guys and stood next to Rue, who was still  in absolute shock not knowing what to do, “ Y/N !”, she yelled to tyou unsure of what to say exactly.

“ Lexi, do you mind clueing me in on what the fuck is going on ?”

“ Well, you see, Jul-”

“ Come on, Y/N beat that bitch’s ass !”, Maddy yelled as she clapped her hands 

“ Someone get her off of me ”, Jules yelled to anyone in between the slaps you so effortlessly bestowed upon her until you felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist and swiftly pull you up from her body, your anger only raised further as you began to kick and squirm trying to reconnect with her again. You watched as Rue ran over to her, falling to her knees and taking a hold of Jules in her embrace.

“ It’s okay, I’m hear, now.”, Rue whispered into Jules as she rubbed her back trying to calm her down.

“ Baby, please calm down.”

You finally stopped resisting hearing the sound of Elliot’s deep, soothing voice in your ear. Being so damn angry at Jules, you never even stopped once to think about your boyfriends’ infidelities'. You went limp in his arms that were secured around your waist, you mentally cringed at the feeling of his touch that felt hot to your skin. 

“ Let me go.”, you said just loud enough for him to hear. Reluctantly the traitor previously known as your lover and best friend, loosened his grip on your body secretly afraid of what you might do next.

Once you heard his arms plop to his side, you took a few steps forward keeping your eyes glued to your black worn-out sneakers not the slightest ready to look up at Elliot.

“ Will someone please tell me why my girlfriend just got attacked for no reason ?”, Rue yelled, you instantly looked up hearing the aggression in her voice and you met her worried gaze. That fast a wave of guilt washed over you and you felt like shit for not thinking things through a bit more.

But, it was all gone again at the feeling of Elliot’s hand softly rubbing your back, “ Have you been drinking, babe ?”, he whispered to you with a small pout on his pink lips as if he were clueless and now your blood boiled hotter than you could even put into words

Now you were all revamped and unapologetic, “ She fucking deserved it.”, you said looking down at her limp body and raising your lip in disgust.

“ What the fuck, Y/N”

You pulled away from Elliot’s touch and nodded at her, “ Seriously, Rue, you’ve been in the dark this entire time because your beloved and innocent girlfriend has been keeping some secrets from you.”

Her usual confused expression was intensified as she looked down at Jules. You smiled at the blonde as her faced slowly turned from Rue’s lap and in your direction, “ Rue, I-I d-”

You groaned in irritation at the sound of her voice and cut her off, “ Oh, so now you can’t speak fucking english, that’s fine.”, you nodded and cleared your throat despite Elliot’s worried glare that was a production of mixed emotions, you were glad to piss him off in any way you could, “ You see, while the both of us have been being loyal and honest partners, for the most part..”, you said quietly, remembering Rue's secret relapse that wasn’t very secretive if mostly everyone knew, but it was none of your business to tell and you wanted to keep her as a friend no matter what you had to do, “ my manipulative boyfriend, Elliot and your sweet Jules have been fucking behind our backs.”

The outside of the party was now filled with pretty much everyone who wasn’t completely passed out from drinks or whatever drugs were being passed around. Quiet chatter began to break out amongst the crowd of teenagers as no one could believe what was going on.

Elliot’s face dropped and his expression became unreadable, but you didn’t give a single fuck, he deserved to be confronted with the whole truth and feel like the dickhead he was.

“ Are you kidding me ?”, she asked looking in between Jules who began to sob as if she heard the worst news of her life and at Elliot who couldn’t even return her gaze.

“ Y/N, you don’t know what you’re talking about, alright ?”, Elliot said calmly, but on the inside you knew he was boiling and feeling more than humiliated that he’d been caught up. In his head he thought this was the perfect plan; a real relationship with the girl of his dreams and a little bit more pleasure from his good, willing friend.

“ Don’t fucking lie to me, Elliot, I already look batshit crazy to everyone, don’t make me feel dumber than I've been.”, you shook your head as tears welled up in your eyes despite your mental pleas not to, “ Besides, you can’t deny an eye witness, can you ? Lexi saw you two fucking backstabbers in the back of your car making out.”, you informed him with no emotion and he was silent in the face of his own actions.

Lexi nodded glaring at Elliot with the same hate you now had for him.

“ So, if I understand all of this correctly”, you said, gesturing between the two of you with a tear falling down your distressed face “ you would spend the day fucking that weak ass homewrecker, stringing her along with sex a-and the thought that you would leave me for her.”

“ Y/N, please, let’s talk about this in private.”, he begged, reaching out to try and grab your arm, but you backed away. You never wanted to feel his touch again.

“ Then you’d come to my house, make me feel special enough to where I didn’t suspect anything and tell me you loved me, how you want to marry and one day have your fucking children an-”, your voice broke, you couldn’t go any further. Elliot's mind went blank as he realized just how badly he fucked you over and ran a hand through his blonde locks with aggravation

You were so damn tired, physically and mentally from this day. You almost wished you never found out that you were still living in this lovely daydream where your boyfriend wasn’t a liar and Jules was still your supportive, loving friend, but you knew what had to happen- happened.

“ You know, just- just fuck it. I’m tired of talking and I know you’ve got to be tired of sneaking around.”, you chuckled unironically and threw your hands in the air a sign of defeat, “ You are so disgusting and I’m so sorry I ever invested my time in a piece of shit like you.”, you said truthfully without another glance you began to turn towards the exit, but you stopped in your tracks feeling his hand on your wrist.

“ Why don’t you just let me explain myself and we can talk it ou-”

“ Don’t fucking touch me.”, you hissed at him with such hate you didn’t even know was possible to produce. Elliot let you go, hesitantly and stared down at you with pleading eyes, but not a word left his mouth.

“ You’re a fucking joke, Elliot, do me a favor and delete my number because I would be fucking great if I never had to hear from you, again.”

With those last words, you turned on your heels and began to make your way into the house, Lexi rushed to catch up with you, but not before flicking off Elliot with pleasure.