• goodbye heather •
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"Do you think she'll ever come back?" Martha asked me, her voice quiet.

I looked over out and shook my head. We both knew that Veronica was gone for good now. She wasn't coming back no matter how much we wished she would.

That's the thing with the Heathers. Once they get you in their grasp, you won't be the same. Take Veronica for example. She used to be so different.

She'd always meet us for movie night at Martha's house. To my knowledge, she only missed it once because she was at a relative's funeral. She also used to hate the Heathers. Just because of how much power they had over everyone else and who could blame her? They pretty much controlled the school.

But look at her now. She spends all of her time with them. They always eat together at lunch, they go out shopping together. Hell, she's going to a party with them tonight.

The cafeteria doors then slam open, shaking me from thoughts. A kid walks in, probably about my age, with an emotionless look on his face. Everyone turns back to their lunch after a few seconds except for me.

I didnt know this kid but already, I felt like I could trust him with my life. Kurt and Ram go up to him (probably to make his life as bad as they make mine) but instead, the kid says something and they start trying to beat him up.

Keyword: try.

It turns out that trench coat kid is a lot better at fighting than they are. I ended up leaving the cafeteria but this time, a small smile is on my face.

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After school, I decided to stop off at my local 7/11 and to my surprise, the new kid is there with a slushie.

"It's nice to see you here, (Y/N)." I decide to not question him on how he knows my name even though we haven't talked.

"It's nice to see y- I'm sorry but what's your name?"

"Jason Dean but you can call me JD."

"Well then, it's nice to see you JD,"

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I get back to mine and immediately throw myself onto my bed. I put in my ear buds and shortly after, my music starts to play. My eyes begin to close and I feel myself relaxing.

It ends up being interrupted by a thud and I wake to find JD pulling himself through the window. I look at him slightly scared but mainly impressed as, to my knowledge, there isn't really a safe way to get in like that.

"I know, I know, 'coming in through the window is dreadful etiquette' but I couldn't help myself."

"What the fuck?"

"I just needed to see you. I wanted to make sure you were okay!"

To normal people, this would have been a huge red flag and to be honest, part of me was scared. But I felt like I could trust him. I dont know why but I was madly in love with him! This just seemed so... right?

He ended up walking towards me and pulling me in for a kiss that I didn't refuse. That quick kiss turned into a heated makeout session that only ended when the need for air grew stronger.

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I dont really remember much after but what I do remember is waking up in JD's arms with no clothes on. Someone was pounding on the front door so I threw on a hoodie and went to see who it was.

Standing there was Heather Chandler, the last person I expected to see at my door. Her expression was one of pure anger and hatred. She lived just over the road from me so it wasn't as if she traveled far.

"Um... can I help you?"

"Who was it that went into your room last night?"

I look at her confused for a bit before realising that she meant JD but before I could answer, the man himself stood came and stood next to me. One of arms was gripped firmly onto my waist when he asked "Darling, who's this?"

Chandler's eyes widen before she starts yelling at me about how I'm a slut for sleeping with someone who I haven't known long and how she's going to make my life a living hell and how no one's going to talk to me ever again. And what does JD do? Slams the door in her face causing her yelling to become louder. The two of us stand there in silence for a while, looking at each as we wait for her to give up. The yelling stops and is instead replaced by the sound of heels walking away.

Neither of us say as I go to check through the window to see where she is. Neither of us say anything while we watch her head inside. Neither of us say anything when we hear the door slam shut. And neither of us say anything when I realise what just happened.

In fact the first time someone does say something is when JD sees the fear on my face. "I fucking hate her. I just want to kill her off." Without thinking, I nod in response.

He pulls me up off the couch and drags me out the door and across the street to Chandler's place. Instead of knocking on the door, he takes me in through the back and into her kitchen. He gets something out of one of the cupboards and pours it into a glass.

I don't do anything to stop him as who knows how that would end. He explains how I'm going to "apologise" and give her the drink as a hangover cure for that party she was at last night (I'm not sure as to how he knew about it but I guess word gets around fast).

Silently, we walk up the stairs and he hands me the drink before opening the door to her room.

And there she was. Just sitting there. For some reason, I go along with it all. And for some reason, she drinks it. I then watch as she falls to the floor.

It takes me a moment to register what just happened but before it fully sinks in, JD pulls me in for a quick kiss. When he pulls away, he looks at me with a small smirk on his face.

"You just killed Heather Chandler."

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I really liked writing that one! Don't really know what that says about me but this was fun.