Summary: Miami Pecsa weekend. You have no family, and only 2 friends on either coast outside of Abbott. The thought of losing the people you’ve come to call family might slip through your fingers at the prospect of Abbott shutting down sends you into a slight panic. Barb and Melissa are there to comfort you.
Warnings: implied future smut, fluff, hurt/comfort, slight mention of homophobia, mentions of future smut.
A/n: It’s been a minute…not my best work but trying to get back into writing. But loved this episode! Anyways…have not slept in 22hours but here it is
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You started at Abbott a year ago when you uprooted your life and moved to Philly. Your family was pretty much non-existent after you came out to your homophobic family your sophomore year of college.
Your parents knew you preferred women but only accepted it while you were still in the closet. But you found a couple close friends who accepted you as you were and you didn’t want to hide anymore.
Turns out your family’s love for you was conditional. As long as it didn’t impact their reputation they would ignore the elephant in the room. They helped immensely with your tuition your freshman year. But after your second quarter you found your close circle of friends and realized, you were done settling with the ultimatum of staying in the closet or getting cut off.
You spent the rest of freshman year and fall quarter of your sophomore year working part time and maintaining your 3.8 gpa. You even were granted a couple scholarships as you applied for at least 10. And thank god you did.
The emotional, physical, and financial support ceased from your family. They tried to control you and bribe you to undo the mess. ‘It was just a phase,’ they begged. A month before graduation you decided to establish a no-contact relationship with your family.
Your friends were amazing and supportive for the following year. Subbing in nearby districts within a 30 min radius.
But you knew the time was soon coming for your trio to go from seeing each other every day to long distance friendships.
Johnny, your gay bestie who made sure you all were dressed to impress, had moved to Seattle after landing a 7th grade math teaching position. And Maggie, your straight ally bestie who on occasion pretended to be your girlfriend to protect you from the men who didn’t believe you, landed a job at her old high school as the new art teacher.
You had so many amazing memories with them like getting addicted to tattoos with Maggie. She followed all the local tattoo artists and would drag you to every pop up. Johnny had begged you to get your nipples pierced with him and to be honest, it didn’t take much convincing.
You were gonna miss them dearly but you were excited for them and were nothing but supportive. Even though they were leaving you.
You decided to stay in Philly as you had no family to move back to Ohio for. You interviewed at multiple schools and two of them offered you the position. Liberty Rings and Abbott Elementary. Both were appealing; job-wise.
But in your heart you knew it was a no-brainer. You were hoping for an offer from one of those schools above all the others.
All because the day of your interview they happened to have a Career day. You saw Jalen Hurts was on the screen as you were leaving after Principal Coleman abruptly ended the interview and took off down the hall.
You gathered your things and made your way out the building but stopped at all the commotion as you passed. The Eagles quarterback was cool and all but that’s not what or rather who caught your eye.
There was a beautiful redhead sitting on one of the desks with the brightest grin and a twinkle in her eye. You were enamored to say the least. She claps her hands together and looks around the room at her kids sharing in the amusement. That is until she makes eye contact with you through the open door.
You tuck your hair behind your ear as you’re suddenly shy at being caught staring. She winks at you and you duck your head to hide the impending blush.
You look up to see a bald man drop down to one knee in front of her and propose. Of course. That would be your luck. Before you could even get her name she’s off the market with a ring. You wanted to leave in embarrassment but she was still shifting her gaze between you and Jalen Hurts.
By the time she realized what was happening your plans of leaving were postponed as your feet remained frozen in place.
Your crush lasted one minute but you still wanted a job if they offered. Maybe hearing her say yes would close the door on getting your hopes up and open a door for possible future coworkers..maybe even a friendship.
You watched on in unmatched curiosity. She didn’t look thrilled but not upset either. Just…disappointed. You knitted your brows as the plot twisted in front of your eyes.
“So Melissa, will you marry me?”
The silence that followed stretched on louder than the kids snickering around the classroom. And then finally-
“No…Gar, I told you I didn’t want to get married again and I meant that.”
You didn’t catch what came after that as you finally willed your feet to move and you made your way out of the building and to your car.
You sat behind the wheel and just sat there in shock. “What just happened?” You questioned out loud to nobody. You were going over the events of the last hour and you are flabbergasted.
You think back to the redhead and are struck again with beauty that flashes in your mind. Besides how attractive you find her you now respect her for standing her ground and not caving with the peer pressure of the situation.
You turn the key in the ignition, ready to go home to your empty house. As your hybrid engine starts, you look up to see the bald man followed by the beautiful ginger. As she steps out from behind him she makes eye contact with you and you duck your head again at being caught. You give a half smirk hoping to convey that you wish her luck with the awkward position she’s now in.
She gives you, a complete stranger, a knowing look to say, ‘here we go again…” like it was an inside joke.
You shrug and wave before pulling out of the parking lot. Thinking that the possibilities of your paths crossing again are so slim. You doubt that your interview was impressive enough to leave a lasting memory with the principal when she was so caught up with the NFL player.
You got the offer from Liberty Rings 2 days later and you asked for a week to think it over, stating that you had a few things to contemplate. Which in a way, was true. You've narrowed it down to a couple apartments to move into but wanted to find a full time job first and the commute was the deciding factor.
But in reality, as soon as you got the offer from Abbott you asked for a day to decide. As soon as you hung up the phone, you called to decline Liberty Ring’s offer. Then you proceeded to sign for the apartment closest to Abbott Elementary. You were able to start moving in the same week.
You called Ava back the next morning to accept the position starting next week, which gave you 4 days to move into your new apartment. Thankfully mostly everything had been packed for the last 2 weeks.
Over the next couple years you blended in great with the Abbott crew. They became your chosen friends and family. There were trivia nights with the trio and occasionally the whole group, Karaoke nights, game nights, paint nights, and your favorite; Cooking lessons at Melissa’s.
The last year you and Melissa have gotten closer and tiptoed on the line between friendship and something more.
You hosted a paint night at your house and once Melissa offered to stay and help you clean up after. The friendly banter turned into flirty banter. And in turn you would stay after cooking lessons to help clean and spend more time with her. And from then on after every group hang you two would be the last ones standing.
You never crossed that line with Melissa though. As much as you wanted to, you valued your friendship more. Plus you were scared of being rejected, surely the flirty banter was just from the late nights and the nature of your friendship.
Now you’re sitting on a lounge chair poolside in Miami for Pecsa weekend, depressed. You’re about to lose everything. And all you can do is drink your sorrows and reminisce on all the memories you’ve created with your Abbott family.
Abbott will be closed come the following school year and you’ll be alone. Again.
“Hello, dear. Can we join you?” Barb is now standing in front of your lounge chair with her eyes blocked by large sunglasses.
Behind her Melissa was analyzing the skin you had on display. She knew you had tattoos littered across your body but she had never seen this many at once.
You’re wearing a cut out one piece that leaves little to the imagination but still modest enough for Pecsa.
There was an open chair next to yours which Barb called dibs.
“Here, Mel. You can have mine.”
She was taking inventory of all your tattoos before she noticed something she hadn’t before. But doesn’t comment on any of that. Yet.
Clearing her throat she makes her way over to your chair. “We can share, don’t go.”
You scoot down to sit off the side of the chair so she can recline against the back. Her wedged heels were crossed behind you leaning against your lower back.
Barb gave you another look over as she situated herself to face you and Mel. “Looked like you were deep in thought, are you okay, Y/n?”
“Of course, I’m not. We’re about to lose our jobs. The kids are gonna lose their school. The district is screwing us over once again. How are you guys not freaking out?”
“We are but we will deal with that when we get back home. But this weekend, this weekend we are going to light this place on fire, on the district's dime.”
“I guess. One last hurrah for the Abbott gang.”
“What do you mean by that, hon?” Melissa now sits up. She’s pulled her leg closest to you to halfway hold you from behind. She has a hand on your lower back and the other is on your thigh.
“I doubt we are gonna all be together next year. If we even find jobs with 20 schools closing. And Barb, you’re thinking about retiring. I still have so much to learn from both of you. But once Abbott closes we’re all gonna grow apart. We’ll say we should hang out but schedules clash and the days between seeing each other will just continue to stretch.”
“We aren’t giving up, sweet girl. And in the end, even if Abbott closes, we’re more than just coworkers.” Barb tries to comfort you. You really worked your way into her heart.
Melissa rubs your thigh with her thumb. “Yes, really. C’mon, Y/n. Youse ain’t gonna lose us. And I will personally hunt you down if you even think about isolating yourself.”
Barb is watching how protective over you Melissa has grown over the last couple of years. She knows her best friend has feelings for you. And she’s seen the way you look at her when you think nobody is looking. She sees the tears that started to well up in your eyes and leans forward to wipe them away.
“Honey, you’re not alone anymore. We’re family. No matter where we end up, you’ve got us. Holidays and everything in between. We’ve got you, baby.”
Melissa wraps an arm around your waist and rests her chin on your shoulder. You lean into her embrace and let go of the breath you’ve been holding. “We’re not going anywhere, Tesoro.”
“Okay.” You relax a little bit.
“Okay.” She whispers and kisses your cheek.
“Lets burn this place down!” You exclaim through a watery laugh.
Barb clinks her glass with yours, elated to have cheered you up. “That’s more like it!”
“YEAH! Let’s fucking Go!” Melissa yells, raising her glass. Melissa catches the eye of a passing waiter and taps the glass asking for 3 more.
She’s leaning back on one hand and her other is now playing with the edge of your bottoms, dipping just beneath the fabric to trace the curve of your buttcheek. This causes butterflies to erupt in your lower belly and you are just hoping she doesn’t feel the goosebumps she’s leaving in her path.
When he returns with 3 more pinacoladas you all cheers again. “To Abbott!” The three of you take a drink and look around and see everybody else is in the same state you were in 20 minutes ago.
“Whats going on?!” Melissa exclaims. “C’mon people!”
“The reality set in. We’re depressed.”
“This just won’t do.” Barb gets up and heads for the mic on the stage to rally the teachers together. She’s also trying to give you and Melissa some time alone hoping one of you will finally make a move.
“So, y/n. I knew you had tattoos but how did I not know you had this many?”
“I do. Especially this one.” She points to the snake around a dagger on your sternum. She lightly tugs the fabric connecting the top down to see the tip of the dagger. She’s leaning around you to get a better look and she catches a glimpse of what she is sure are nipple piercings. “What else are you hiding?”
She bites her lip, hesitating slightly. “Are they pierced?” She looks down to your nipples again and back up to your eyes.
You smirk at the interrogation. “My nipples?”
She just nods and matches your smirk.
“Just full of surprises, aren’t you.”
“It wasn’t really a secret. Didn’t know you wanted to know. Is there anything else you want to know?” You reach up and play with the hair that's fallen around her shoulder.
She looks at your lips for a split second and back to your face, “That’s a big question, hon. I don’t think you’re up for it.” She starts to lean back on her hand again, looking away before you catch her by the elbow to keep her close.
Melissa looks between your eyes again, contemplating how far to take this.
“Tell me, Melissa.” The rollercoaster of the day has emboldened you to test the waters. Or maybe it was the alcohol. But you don't want to back down. Not after the fear of losing her along with your jobs.
“I want to know…” her tongue peeks out the corner of her mouth, hoping she doesn’t ruin everything with whatever is about to come out of her mouth. She moves to rest her chin on your shoulder again. “I wanna know what it’s like to kiss you…”
You lean further into her knowing there’s more. You want her to continue.
“I wanna know what it’s like to taste you, feel you…but…i hope I didn’t just ruin everything. We can pretend I didn’t say anything…”
“Uh uh.” You moan in a whisper as you slide your hand over hers. You guide her hand across the fabric over your stomach. Then you pull her hand up to caress beneath your left breast allowing her to stroke your nipple over the swimsuit.
Everyone else is busy torching the place and following Barb's lead with an open bar. The sun has set, you and Melissa are in your own bubble.
She’s flicking the barbell piercing back and forth as she nuzzles her nose into your hair and inhales. Her breath on your neck sends shivers all the way down to your core.
“I wanna know what kinda sounds I can pull from you when I take you to the edge.” She kisses your neck while still stroking your nipple. “Hear you beg me to let you cum. I wanna feel your hands all over me.”
“I thought I was delusional…I thought I would never hear you say any of that. But I dreamt about it. I’ve even, umm-“ you turned away afraid of what you were just about to admit.
Melissa pulls you chin to face her. “You even…what?” She whispers.
You turn your upper body to face her more and look at her body as she gravitates closer. Is this really happening? This goddess in front of you is really saying everything you longed to hear from her.
You brace yourself with a hand on her thigh that’s bent to the side around you. Meaning you’d only have to slide your hand a few inches to feel her heat.
“I’ve even touched myself thinking about you.”
“Me too…all the things. I want that too.” You both lean in to share the same air. Your lips are just a hair’s width apart. “Mel?” You whisper against her lips stroking her inner thigh just beneath her swimsuit cover.
“Aspetta.” She pulls back and you can see her chest rising and falling. You know she feels the same. You can see the hungry lust in her eyes. But why did she pull away?
“Hold on…not here. Let me go check on Barb real quick. I said I wanted to hear you. And the sounds I wanna hear, I’d much prefer without an audience. Is that okay?” You nod in agreement. Not trusting your voice at the moment.
She untangles from around you and makes her way to the stage.
“Hurry back.” You say as you squeeze your thighs together.
You looked around and hadn’t realized everyone had rallied for the last hurrah. You see Jacob lethargically trying to dance while Janine is feeding him food and water. Gregory is over with Oshaun watching Janine and Jacob just the same.
Ava comes out of nowhere standing beside you. “Took you two long enough. I was about to sacrifice myself to Red’s wrath by flirting with you. Which… damn girl, you’ve been hiding all of this?! Lucky for her I’m in a committed relationship and I am very loyal to my man. But that doesn’t mean I can’t watch.” She smirks before checking you out again.
“Ava! What the hell?! Shouldn’t you be with your man right now?”
“Whateva” she throws back before sauntering off.
You look over to see Barb leaning away from the mic to talk to Melissa. You wonder what they're saying.
“Melissa? What are you still doing here? I figured you and y/n would be…” she raises her eyebrows to hint at the two of you in a bed or at least just not still out here fully clad in your swimsuits and covers.
“You knew? Yeah. Apparently before the both of you. I think everyone knew. But I knew you’d figure out. Now go get your girl, I’ll be fine. I’m gonna go jump off the stage!”
“Barb, No! Not a good idea!”
“Who’s gonna catch me?!” She yells into the mic.
You hear Jacob and Janine pipe up from the back. “No! Barb! Of a certain age!”
She leans away from the mic once more. “Hey Melissa?”
“I’m proud of you, you deserve it. Y/n is a good one she’ll protect your heart. That’s all. Now go, dear. I’ve got some surfin’ to do, matey!” With that, she turns and jumps into the crowd.
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