➶ ｡˚ - 𝟎𝟎𝟒

❝ i can see it in your eyes that youwanna get out, i can see it in youreyes that you need it right now. ❞- nuts, lil peep ft. rainy bear.

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MOSTLY EVERYONE WAS pretty pissed at fiona, if anything fiona was pissed at herself.

fiona was pissed at herself for causing a scene, as she pretty much hated being the center of attention.

"yo, what the fuck was that red?" - ray asked in a disappointed tone of voice.

"man, fucking shit. we had past arguments and shit, she was just staring to much, scaring the fuck out of me. i mean i hate to talk shit, but like honestly i'm sorry for what i fucking did out there. and i know i've only known you guys, for like what? 2 days now, i did make a complete fool out of myself, but still." - fiona explained, taking a breather for a second.

"okay, calm down. everyone beats up bitches sometimes, right?" - fuckshit responded, ray giving him the biggest glare he could possibly give a person.

ray just looked at everybody else, waiting for another response as to what she just did 35 minutes ago. the rest of the skaters shrugged in response, really caring less about the fight.

"well okay, no one else wants to speak. let's just go home."

the group got up, ready to go home.

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MOST OF THE OTHERS went back home already, except fuckshit and fiona. fiona was riding shotgun, and fuckshit probably forgot where she goes home, as she told him a few hours ago.

surprisingly, he didn't forget. he pulled up to her house, saying goodbyes. but, as fiona went inside, she was in for a surprise.

her mom had come in, drunk without one of her many boyfriends. fiona was ready for was about to happen.

"get your fucking self back to your nasty ass room!" - her mom yelled at her.

"get yourself back to your fucking 10 boyfriends." - fiona yelled back, annoyed because her mother had yet to come back, and how her mother gives her attitude . fiona had earned a slap to her face in response, causing her to just stand there, ready to take the hits her mother was gonna give her.

her mother continued hitting her, coming in contact with her nose, which hurt the much out of her whole body, her punches also came in contact with her face, and stomach.

maybe for another 5 minutes, her mother stopped hitting her, letting her daughter go to her room.

"don't ever fucking talk back to me, understand?" - her mother yelled, fiona just nodded in response, which hurt like hell.

"huh? i don't hear you." - her mother had also yelled louder, waiting for a response.

"okay! jesus christ, mom, your drunk, get some rest." - fiona yelled, tired of this whole scene.

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FIONA CAME BACK the next day to the shop, with bruises on her face, not caring to clean them up.

"holy fucking shit, fi. what happened to your face?" - ray mentioned, making fiona just nod her head no.

"come here, let's go." - ray said, gesturing to the bathroom.

"okay, now here, just tell me." - ray said, wanting a response, hoping fiona could trust him.

"so, yesterday, my fucking mom decided to come home, out of the whole week which she wasn't there. and, you know, she like got mad and shit, because i stayed out late. but, i talked back to her once, she continues to hit me, causing this." - fiona stopped, gesturing to her face. "then she, uhm, hit me with one or two of her beer bottles." - fiona finished, tearing up a little bit.

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AFTER THEY WERE done talking in the bathroom, as to where ray comforted fiona, successfully. fiona was grateful to have a friend like him, even if they only knew each other for about 3 days. she didn't really grow around a group of people like that, she barely even talked to anyone in her younger years. but overall, she really did like him as a friend.

fiona's face did still hurt like hell, but it wasn't as bruised up. but, she still caught herself staring at fourth grade, as to where he stared back, which caused fiona to blush and look away.

"yo, let's go and skate." - fuckshit said at a random time, causing everyone to just agree with him, due to the fact they were doing absolutely nothing in the skating shop.

fiona decided to skate a little bit, instead of sitting down and staring into the blank sky.

she was looking at fourth grade sitting down, for the millionth time. she keeps catching herself staring, but she just does nothing about it.

this time, fourth grade didn't catch her staring, again. fiona was pretty lucky, as he catches her almost every single time she stares at him.

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FOURTH GRADE WAS staring at fiona skating, wondering how the group of skaters managed to befriend a girl like fiona. he thought she was really pretty, thinking a girl like her could never want a boy like him. even if she sent him like one signal, still doesn't mean she would want a guy like him.

mainly, fiona thought the same of fourth grade. wondering how she befriended a boy like him, and how she liked him "a little bit".

ray was basically pushing fiona to go to fourth grade. he was saying "fourth grade looks upset, go talk to him.", but extra pushy. he didn't usually act like this, so fiona found it pretty confusing.

"you know what, fuck it."

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notes -i'm so sorry i keep putting "yo" before every sentence ray says 😭