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loser!sematary x quiet!reader, sematary is sweet but rude to reader, enemies to lovers, opposites attract, reader has a crush on sematary, reader is like April from palo alto, mentions of drug use, lemons lemons lemons lemons, slow burn, soft moments, sematary in 2022, sematary as if he's still in hs reader as if she's also still in hs, both of age
this chapters warnings
smut (sex dream)
smoking
bullying
mentions of relapsing (sh)
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“mmm- fuck fuck fuck- fuck zane oh my god”
you moaned aloud, your wet cunt spilling all down his girth, he was stroking into you so fast you could barley breathe, your legs shaking as your eyes teared up.
“cmon baby you can take it-”
he groaned, his hand meeting your throat to choke you, your spit was drooling down your chin, he was squeezing so hard it was making your eyes roll back.
“mm- fuck fuck i’m gonna- mmm im gonna cum-”
you screamed out, your back arching as you felt his girth dig into you deeper.
he smirked, his mouth was agape now watching you take his largeness
“awwww is princess gonna cum for me”
he coddled, slamming into you even harder, his grip on your throat was even more tight. you felt so good, you could feel the wetness escaping from you, getting the sheets wet.
you were just about to cum before he stopped inside of you. the sudden loss of friction and movement made your pussy ache, you were breathing so hard it was hard to regulate.
you frowned, attempting to roll your hips but he stopped you
“uh uh, you aren’t allowed to cum sweet girl, not until i say you are”
you were laying there, a wet, shaking, dripping mess. he just stared at you, he slowly started stroking into you again, watching your face before he stopped.
you squinted your eyes, it was starting to feel like to much, he went from going so fast to barley even moving.
you groaned in frustration, trying to squirm your body to make any type of friction. he just smirked at you.
he watched your eyes as he began slamming into you out of no where, making you gasp and squeeze your eyes shut.
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you were just about to cum, until you felt your phone vibrate. you shake your eyes open as you sit up almost immediately, your breathing fastening as you look around your bed, finding your phone that was going off
“what the fuck what the fuck what the fuck.”
you repeated in your mind, you shake your head and rub your eyes.
there is absolutely
no way
in fucking hell
you just had a sex dream about zane, and it wasn’t a normal sex dream- no it felt so real. everything about it felt so real. you moved and felt a- wet spot?
“fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck”
you covered your face with your hands and groaned. your phone was still vibrating at this point, you hurried to turn it off, rolling over and laying for a moment.
you didn’t really remember anything from last night- well i mean you remembered going to Zane’s house, and smoking with him, you were certain you didn’t have sex with him.
maybe the reason you had that freak ass dream was cause your body was so worked up.
you remember the drive to his house, the weird staring, and smoking, but you didn’t remember what exactly HAPPENED whilst you guys were smoking.
maybe it’s for the better?
you finally pick up your phone, the brightness of your screen burning your eyes. you look at your messages to see millions of texts from Claire, all from last night- and 2 from just now.
you read most of them, it’s mainly just her asking how it’s going, if he’s being okay, and if YOU’RE okay. you text her back right away, telling her that you’re okay, and that you were just sleeping. you planned to tell her everything that happened today at school.
you groaned at the idea of going to school, shutting your phone off immediately and stretching. you got up and walked to your bathroom.
you brushed your teeth, washed your face, and brushed your straightened hair- which that reminded you, you have to wash it tonight.
you walked out of your bathroom, crawling on your bed and grabbing your pen from under your pillow- no way you could get through today sober.
you took a blinker, hacking up a damn lung as you exhaled, the smoke burning your throat and leaving a weird taste in your mouth.
you threw your pen on your bed, going over to your dresser and picking out an outfit. the sun was shining, so you expected it was gonna be warm. you picked out a grey slouch shirt, blue jean shorts, and a tank top to put underneath the shirt. you walked over to under your bed and decided to wear your studded converse you bought for like 200 bucks on depop.
while you were lacing up your shoes, your phone started vibrating, you ignored the first couple messages, until it was starting to annoy you. you sighed and picked up your phone, 7 texts from claire and- 1 text from…Zane?
your heart dropped, and your eye brows furrowed. you gulped as your finger hovered over his text, you clicked on it and as your phone unlocked you felt more nervous.
you were nervous incase you guys did something- bad, and he was confronting you about it.
you took a sharp breath as you read his text, your nerves calming.
-gonna come pick u up u left sum shit at my house
you bit the inside of your cheek, overthinking what to say- and also thinking about what you left at his house?? you had your bag, and the rest of your shit.
whatever.
you texted him back a simple
-okay, lmk when ur here
he responded almost immediately,
-okay y/n
your heart jumped a beat, he just said your name oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh (delusional bitch)
you stood up all giddy- never in your whole life did you think you and ZANE out of all people would even be interacting- your heart was all jumpy, your legs were tingly- and your hands were so sweaty.
you ran to grab your backpack, slinging it over your shoulder, rushing out of your room. you were half way down the hall until you forgot your pen and vape, ugghhhhh you turned around quickly, crawling onto your bed and grabbing both. you stood up, hearing someone’s car honk outside your house. you peeked through your blinds and saw Zane’s truck.
you gulped hard, quickly pocketing your items and rushing to your living room. you said bye to your cat, opened your door and closed it behind you, making sure to lock it.
you were breathing hard as you walked to his car, your phone kept going off- claire won’t leave you alone. it was starting to piss you off sorta, but you didn’t think about that.
you finally reached his car, and you opened the door. you smiled sweetly as you put your bag on the ground by your feet.
“hey y/n”
he spoke gruffly, looking you up and down. you looked over at him, the smile still on your face.
“hi zane”
(delusional bitches saying each others name omfg i’m crine)
he handed you a cigarette? um okay?
“..left that at m’house last night”
he spoke with a gruff before starting his truck up. you laughed softly, covering your mouth with your hand. your soft laughter turned into harder laughter, he had just pulled out of your driveway, eyes on the road before he looked over at you
“are you good?”
he asked with a chuckle in his voice
“zane- why would i ever leave a cigarette at your house”
he shrugged, a small “ion know” leaving his lips.
the drive to school was fine, he was again playing more music the whole time. the high finally set in, you looked ahead on the road, listening to Zane hum to his song “broke angel hospital”
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you guys finally got to school, he pulled into the very back of the parking lot beside a black truck.
he parked and looked over at you
“you ever met wren?”
you shook your head no, hitting your nic
“he’s chill”
he grabbed his phone and motioned for you to follow him out of his truck.
you grabbed your backpack, and got out of his truck, following him to where his mysterious friend was.
wren was tall, he had longer brown hair, some type of small curl on the end. his eyes were a dark greenish blue, his purple bags under his eyes making him look permanently tired.
he was wearing some sort of black jean, with a white shirt that had writing on it- it looked like a band or something. and to add to the darkness, black boots.
he looked sweet, he was wearing rings, had 2 necklaces on and earrings. he dressed sorta like zane. zane was wearing a black shirt with writing as well, it said “salem” on it. with black true religion jeans, and black boots as well.
zane wore some jewelry, he wore chains on his jeans, chain bracelets, and a simple silver necklace with some type of tree on it?
wren smiled at you as you walked up. he actually really creepy- his lips slights thin. he had nice eyes, and a cute nose. you were surprised he wasn’t more popular- he has that look to him.
you smiled back, a small exchange from the both of you.
zane dapped him up, as you hit your nic once again, as they had small talk. you admired zane for a second, his long build and veiny hands did something to you, after you had that absurd sex dream about him- you kinda thought about him differently. you never expected to be attracted to zane steckler- out of ALL people??
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zane walked you to your first period which was chemistry once you 3 walked in. he gave you a sweet but charismatic smirk as he continued walking with wren. you sat in chemistry alone today, claire had yet to show up. you sighed as you put your head down, trying to get at least a little bit of sleep.
the whole time you were thinking about the dream you had, you just couldn’t let it go. it felt so real to you, he was so sweet and hot in the dream- you tried not thinking about it but every time you stopped, it came right back. it’s not like you were acting any more weird towards him than you already were- but this- this made you feel weird about the whole “thing” you guys had that night.
it was all so calm and you felt so good in his arms- you weren’t sure if this was just a small crush or if you were about to fully devote yourself to getting him, it ached you inside. he barley knew you- he didn’t even know your name a couple days ago and your having sex dreams about him?
it was all so confusing.
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you somehow survived all your periods today, zane didn’t show up to your guys class- which was no big deal you thought to yourself, but deep down it saddened you.
claire was avoiding you big time all of a sudden, you went to sit with her at lunch but she gave you a very weird look, and just turned away, talking to her “other friends” you had never seen her really talk to before.
caroline, delilah, lily, and grace- those were the girls names. they bullied you hard, they would call you names, make fun of your outfits- one time in 8th grade you were sitting in the bathroom during lunch and a bunch of girls, including them came in and threw a trash can over your stall. you smelled so bad the rest of the day, your clothes were drenched of trash juice, your hair as well, even the new shoes you saved up, they were stained with old milk.
you didn’t have any friends during that time- you skipped the rest of your classes and just sat in the principals office while he attempted to call your parents even though they didn’t pick up.
since that- you’ve been mindful of who you hang around, maybe that’s why no one really talked to you.
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it was last period and the bell had rung, you grabbed your bag quick and walked out into the hallway. you looked for zane but you couldn’t find him, you texted him, he responded almost immediately, saying he’s already in his car. your heart felt nice- it felt nice that for once, you had someone. even if it was a boy who was- creepy, you had someone.
you were walking towards the doors, as claire and her little group walked up right by you. claire was no where to be seen actually, just the 4 girls. caroline looked you up and down, and laughed. the rest just gave you bad looks.
caroline pushed you slightly, she called you a faggot, saying that claire didn’t want to be seen with you anymore since your “in love with her” that hurt you. it kinda felt like you got shot in the heart, your only friend for years- telling people you were in love with her. it didn’t make any sense- she was just texting you this morning? where is this coming from.
“fuck off. don’t let me see you again you dirty bitch.”
caroline’s words hurt you, you bit the inside of your cheek, walking towards the front doors. you texted zane saying you were gonna walk home, he asked why but you never texted back. your eyes were full of tears as you walked home, you kept reminding yourself that none of that is true, that claire was just busy, that you were okay.
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you flung your front door open, not saying hi to anyone, there was no one to say hi to anyway, it was so quiet all the time, you felt like a ghost haunting your own body.
you walked to your room and just laid on your bed, thoughts racing through you. you kept reminding yourself that everything is okay, that there’s no reason at all for you to relapse, it was getting hot outside, you couldn’t wear sleeves or pants. your chest felt heavy as you cried hard, curling yourself into the fetal position.
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a couple of hours had passed, it was now 9 o’clock. you debated texting zane, not wanting it to be weird the next morning at school- i mean you did really need a ride anyway…and it would probably be good to let him know he didn’t do anything wrong.
you said screw it and decided to call him, it took him a second to answer, but when he did he sounded slightly annoyed. (red is zane, pink is yn)
“hello?”
“um hey-“
“why’d u call”
“i just- i wanted to apologize for cutting you off earlier, i didn’t mean to. im sorry.”
“..it’s fine..i didn’t really think anything of it.”
there was a pause of silence for a moment
“is um- is everything alright?”
“..um yeah i’m okay. i just wanted to y’know- say sorry.”
“…”
“i’m not busy right now- you wanna maybe come over- or i can come over, i have a bunch of weed that needs smoked, and wren’s busy tonight”
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