God I found your yandere jock and cheerleader (Melanie and Tristen if I remember correctly) and I LOVE the way you write them so much. I keep just imagining little scenarios with them and reader when I’m bored, like reader getting dragged to away games and falling asleep on them on the bus, or either of them distracting reader when they try and study because they’re bored. Melanie trying out new lipstick and leaving kiss marks all over reader that they can’t hide, Tristen possessively shrugging his varsity jacket on them when he thinks someone is getting too close
Sorry this was a bit long and rambly. Just wanted to say I love the writing!
(EDIT: ANSWERED THE WRONG ASK ^ THIS WAS THE OG OMG)
(Sooo a certain someone wrote more than intended and for longer than intended. I had to force myself to stop writing and actually end it.)
OK WEDDING OVER BACK ON MY BULLLLSSSHHIITT
Your morning starts off as any day does, waking up and showering, pulling your clothes on and eating breakfast, telling your parents goodbye as you head out. Stepping out of the house and making way to the bus stop. Not even making it far from your front yard when a car blast pop music rolls next to you. The passenger side window rolled down to reveal a familiar face, Melanie.
“Hey, sweetheart! Such a coincidence that we happen to be driving this way. Hop in, hun, we’ll give you a ride.” Melanie lies right through her teeth. She had found out your address through some suspicious means. Forced her friend to drive through your neighborhood instead, just in hopes of getting you to ride with them.
Obliviously, you accepted this seemingly generous offer. Not that you had any choice anyway.
You were squished up in the back with another friend of theirs. The interior of the car was decorated with stickers, faux fur, and pink fuzzy dice hanging from the rear view mirror. Melanie using the mirror to re-apply lipstick while talking to you. You couldn’t help feeling a little awkward and out of place though.
“Thanks for the ride by the way, Mel.” You speak up, backpack in your lap.
Melanie turns around with this big smile. “It’s no biggie! You should ride with me everyday, actually, it would be much faster.”
“Oh, uh.” You’re caught off guard by the sudden offer. Unsure of how to respond. “I guess that would be nice. But I’m not so—”
“Perfect and don’t worry about it, hun! It’s totally no problem.”
When you do finally get to school she’s holding you by the arm the entire time. Immediately finding Tristian and smooshing you between them. Leaving you no room to escape their side. Because they can’t have their poor baby getting lost! What kinda parents would they be if that happened?
You spend the morning around them, the football team, and the cheer team. Listening to them gossip about this and that. Stratotypical jock stuff, you honestly feel as if you're in some sort of teen movie. Until you're saved by the bell.
Melanie groans, getting up from her seat in a huff. “We just got hereee-uh, I wanna spend time with my babies.”
Tristian just shrugged as he grabbed your hand in his. “Calm down, babe. We’ll see you in third period like always.”
He places a kiss on her lips before dragging you behind him. Urging you to keep up with him as if he’s not speed walking down the hall. He just can’t seem to slow himself down for anything ever. The people in the hallway part as you guys speed through it. In hopes to not get run over or in his way.
First period, trying to pay attention to the lecture and do your work, all the while Tristen is pestering you and messing with your hair. Second period, your golden hour where you finally get a break from both of them since you’ve been awake. Third period, your peace is disrupted by both of them being in your class. Mel is undoing the mess Tristen made of your hair and he just keeps poking you.
The rest of your classes are a breath of fresh air. No one bothers you, just you and the lesson for today. (If you don’t catch the way members of the cheer and football team are monitoring you.)
Lunch rolls around and your back at the crowded as hell table again. Melanie keeps trying to feed you herself. Saying that you shouldn’t have to worry about it, let her do it for you! She makes Tristen hold you (captive) still in order to do it properly. He is all too happy to hold you like this.
“Sweetie,” Melanie huffs, bringing the plastic fork towards your pressed shut lips. “You’ve gotta eat, don’t be fussy about it.”
Tristen tightened his hold around you with a grin. Bringing a hand up and grabbing your face, trying to force your mouth open. “Come on… we just wanna make sure you eat something, baby!”
When the end of the day arrives… your being forced into the back of the car again. Tired as hell. Knowing you’ll do all of this again tomorrow.
