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baby scarab || 65

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A/N : THERE IS NO MORE SCHEDULE, IM SORRY also thank you all sm for the support and requests :)))

please enjoy, and don't be shy if you want to be in the taglist, just ask <3, sorry for the long wait

pairings : steven grant x (platonic)reader, marc spector x (platonic) reader, khonshu x (platonic)reader, jake lockley x (platonic)reader, layla el faouly x (platonic)reader

TW : medicine (pills), spidey stuff, violence, language, angst, kinda rushed? kinda angst at the end, many mentions of throwing up, underage drinking, more drunk teen stuff, let me know if i missed anything.

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"alright let's go over this again- what time are you supposed to be home?"

"11 at the latest"

"and how will you get home?"

"you pick me up or khonshu walks me home"

"and what do you do if you get uncomfortable?"

"tell evie then call you"

"that's right" marc says and you sigh, feeling your leg bounce up and down due to the nerves.

your first highschool party. technically.

evie went to your school, but you didn't see each other at all. except when she would occasionally walk home.

marc parks the car at the side of the road, and you look over to evies house which was booming with music and colored lights.

and that was when she came out.

she was in a sparkly red dress that only reached to the middle of her thighs, and she had sparkling jewelry in every possible place she could.

you opened the door to step out of the car when you looked down at your own clothing- which consisted of plain black shorts, a white t shirt and jakes leather jacket.

"awwww! you look so cute!" evie compliments and you look down to the sidewalk shyly.

"hey" marc calls out behind you so you turn around. "don't do anything stupid, okay?"

you smile at him. "i won't. i love you guys" you say before shutting the door and walking to evie.

"that guy is familiar.. is he that cabbie that yells at people and causes scenes all the time?" she asks, leading you to the door.

"yeah... that's my dad"

"oh okay- wait- that's your dad?!"

"yeah-"

she interrupts you by laughing. "i've heard him yell the funniest things at people-" she keeps laughing as she opens the door.

you laugh along with her until you see the amount of people inside the house.

evie senses your nerves and turns to you. "if you get overwhelmed just tell me and i can hang out with you in my room if you want" she offers and it makes you feel better about going.

"thank you"

"now- for drinks we have apple juice, water, some sprite, and i think someone brought a bunch of alcohol but i don't drink-" she leads you to the kitchen.

"apple juice?" you ask almost excitedly and evie nods.

"well i can get you some and you can go hang out if you want, get to know people?" she suggests and you nod, walking to the huge living room where there's maybe 15 people dancing about on the floor, and you choose to go stand in the corner of the room and watch everyone as they have fun.

that was when someone came up to you.

"heyyyyy! i haven't seen you before! what's your name?!" a boy looking around your age starts, leaning against the wall next to you.

"i'm.. im y/n"

"ohhhhh! evies friend! i've heard so much about you!!" he slurs out taking a huge gulp of whatever liquid was in his red solo cup.

"uhh.. yeah. i'm evies friend-"

"well i'm bradley it's wonderful to meet you- you're so pretty!" he brings a hand up to brush down the bridge of your nose, making you lean away a bit.

"oh- i'm sorry force of habit" he pulls his hand away and puts it in his pocket.

"my ex used to let me admire her" he looks down at the ground and you watch in shock at the boy's dramatic expression.

"but she cheated on me!" he tears up, leaning to you again and hugging you, spilling all of his drink on the floor.

you just stand there and awkwardly pat his back.

"she- she cheated on me with my brother!" he sobs violently into your shoulder and squeezes his arms tighter around your waist.

evie comes back with your apple juice and looks shocked at the position you're in.

"what happened?" she whispers as she comes up next to you.

"this is my new friend bradley. i think he's wasted or something" you shrug and evie chuckles before rubbing his back, making him let go of you to wipe his tears, by dropping his empty cup on the floor.

he adjusts his beanie you didn't know he had on, which conveniently has embroidered writing on it saying 'sad boi' with a frowny face next to it.

he takes your hand in his and kisses it. "i'm sorry- you're just so pretty- are you single? would you ever cheat on me-?" he asks while still slurring his words together.

evie starts leading him away from you. "she's happily married, now let's go" she starts. "i'm just taking him up to the guest room really quick- i'll be right back" she hands you your cup of juice and you nod.

you look down at the wet spot on the floor from when bradley spilled his drink and cringe, moving to another corner of the room.

trouble just always seems to come your way and another boy approaches you.

"what's that you're drinking?" he asks nodding his head at you.

you just stare at him for a moment. "apple juice"

he lets out a single laugh. "yeah? and what else?" he asks completely serious.

you just stare at him again. "it's just apple juice-"

"awww, you got invited to a party and you're not even gonna drink? just a little bit?" he talks to you in a tone a mother would her child.

"no."

"come on, just take a sip" he holds his cup out to you and you look inside it, just seeing clear liquid. you could smell it from there and you lean your head away from it.

he chuckles again. "this your first time? come on, just a little"

"no thank you-"

"what are you? chicken?" he scoffs with a smile.

"what? no!" you get defensive, standing up straight.

"yes you are! just take a sip you pussy!" he shouts, making a couple people turn around to watch the exchange.

you notice the cup was about half full of probably many different kinds of alcohol, so you yank it from his hand and chug the whole thing in one breath.

you throw the cup down while the small crowd watching you cheers in delight.

you feel a sudden urge of confidence as a girl comes up to you while her friend pours both vodka and tequila in a red cup at the same time until it was almost all the way full.

you look to the boy from before and he nods. "come on my new friend! don't pussy out!" he jokes and you take the cup, again chugging the whole thing without taking a breath.

the crowd goes wild as you wipe the excess liquid from your mouth and you start coughing due to the sting of the burning sensation in your throat.

you throw the cup down again. "another!" you yell, causing the boy next to you to pour the tequila into your apple juice.

you take a breath before chugging that as well, then crushing the cup in your hand after feeling your stomach gurgle.

you put a hand to your stomach and breath slowly, feeling something reach your head.

now everything felt.. fuzzy. like when you try on your friends glasses and see how blind they truly are.

or taking your own glasses off and not being able to see shit.

you stumble back into the wall behind you and the boy wraps an arm around your shoulder and shoves another drink in your hand.

"drink up, you're the life of the party now!" he shouts, earning cheering from everyone again, who's attentions were all on you.

you slowly bring the cup to your lips when evie takes it from you, and you get surprised at the fact that she appeared out of no where.

"what are you doing?" she asks and then turns to the boy that still had an arm wrapped around your shoulder.

"did you pressure her into doing this?" she asks him angrily and he moves closer to you.

"nah, she just isn't a pussy" he looks over to you and turns your head towards him with his thumb and forefinger on your chin.

before you could register what was happening his lips were on yours and when you realized it you pushed him away and tripped him so that he was on the ground below you.

you bent down and grabbed a handful of his shirt and got in his face. "what the fuck is wrong with you?! you can't just kiss someone like that- i have a boyfriend!" you slam him back down and walk away, evie following you.

you find yourself in her kitchen, which was void of people, sitting at the island on a barstool.

"you okay?" she rubs your arm. "i'm so sorry about him- he's always like that"

"why are you friends with him?" you counter and she sighs, sitting on the stool next to you.

"he acts all goody goody in front of my parents and blackmails me into inviting him to parties" she says and you look to her.

"that.. that's not right.." you shake your head and she smiles at you.

"it's okay. he's just annoying" she scoffs and you let out a laugh.

"yeah like who just kisses someone like that- i don't even know his name!" you laugh again. "oh my god casper is going to be so mad at me. "you mumble, putting your head in your hands.

evie rubs your back. "he's not, he'll understand" she starts. "do you want to come dance with me?"

~~~

a couple hours later- about 10:30- you were guzzling down all the drinks people were shoving in your face.

they were all cheering you on for not passing out considering you've probably drank the equivalent of a whole bottle of vodka of all the types of alcohol in the house.

you were just about to drink some more when evie approached you again.

"heyyyy y/n- how about we take a break-"

"but evie! i'm not a pussy!" you retort and she takes your wrist and drags you from the crowd.

"hey- why'd you do that..?" you manage to slur out.

"i think it's time for you to go home- but! i had fun! and you had fun and i'll invite you over again but i think it's passed your bedtime"

"i ain't got a bedtime-"

"yes you do, now are you okay to walk home?"

"yeah i got someone"

"...okay.. well i'll see you later okay?" she leads you to the door and you adjust your jacket.

"y-yeah" you stutter, then hiccup.

evie softly smiles at you before closing the door and khonshu appears behind you.

"you are not well" he says and you turn around slowly, and stumble down the stairs from evie's house.

"i'm fine- m' jus' tired all of a sudden" you close your eyes for a second and when you open them you're right in front of the door to the apartment.

"what.."

"i am a god. don't be stupid" khonshu says, walking through the wall into the apartment, and you try to do the same only to end up hitting your head on the door.

"fuck!" you shout, trying to get the key out of your pocket to unlock the door.

let's just say when you get inside, marc is giving you a really weird look as you try to lock the door again.

"did you have fun..?" he asks, getting up off the couch to approach you and you struggle to get your shoes off.

"yeahhh" you say, almost tripping off your shoes to go and hug marc, leaning all your weight against him.

he was surprised until he smelt a familiar aroma. he takes your face in his hands and sees how bloodshot they are.

"have you been drinking?" he asks and you nod.

"i had some apple juice" you start laughing.

marc looks down at you in shock. "you- you reek of alcohol" he tells you and you look back up at him.

"well b'cause i'm not a pussy" you explain and he sighs.

"dude she is drunk" jake points out.

"i think you mean wasted" steven corrects.

"hey i can hear you!" you yell at the mirror, seeing steven put his hands up in surrender.

"and i'm not drunk!"

"oh yeah? tell the time" marc argues.

you slowly turn to the digital clock on the oven. "i am not drunk!" you say to the clock and marc sighs tiredly.

marc takes both your shoulders and guides you to your room. "you stay here, i doubt you've eaten anything lately" he makes you sit down on your bed to go get pop tarts from the kitchen.

you sit and begin to not feel well, like as if you swallowed acid.

marc comes back and see you visibly turning pale- and rushes you to the bathroom.

right as you get there you empty your guts into the toilet- and it burns even worse coming back up than it did going down.

you threw up for almost a whole minute and once you were done you were a sobbing mess.

marc carefully wiped the puke from your bottom lip with a wet towel, and used a different one to place against your forehead.

"take it easy-"

"dad! i'm sorry! i- i was being called a pussy for not drinking an' i don't like being made fun of anymore for i drank a little bit!" you cry, and marc just picks you up and carries you to your bed, setting you down and adjusting the cold cloth on your forehead.

"it's okay, kid. we'll talk in the morning okay? we love you" he says, gesturing to the pop tarts and glass of water. "please drink some water, okay"

"goodnight darling"

"buenas noches, dulce niña"

~~~

you woke up twice in the middle of the night to throw up.

and both times your dads were there to calm you down and make you drink water so you didn't get a headache.

they brought you pedro and luna who cuddled with you, knowing somehow that you were sick and needed a pick me up.

and it was the dreaded morning now, where you woke up with a pounding, ear splitting headache.

you groan and squeeze your eyes shut, running your hand down your face only to open your eyes and see steven sitting at your windowsill reading a book.

"what.. what are you doing..?" you grumble, trying to adjust to the light.

steven closes his book and sets it down beside him. "care to tell us why you came home drunk?" he asks.

"i don't know.." you say quietly, still feeling some effects of the alcohol. "i just.. it happened so fast" you sit up and sway a bit where you sit.

steven looks at you expectingly and you look away from him. "look- i didn't know there were drinks there-"

"so why did you do it?" marc asks, deciding to front. "do you know what underage drinking can do to you? you could've been poisoned" he starts and you scoff.

"poisoned by a bunch of seniors?"

"don't get smart with me right now. we can't keep fighting y/n" he ends quietly.

"it's been months since our last argument, but i can't let this slide" he says, making you look over to him sadly. "please explain yourself. and don't lie, please"

you look over to marc before starting. "this guy.. he kept calling me a pussy so i only drank a little bit.. at first" you add at the end.

"and everyone started cheering- so i took that as a good thing- so i started chugging cups of.."

"cups of what?" jake asks from your mirror.

you shrug nervously and marc shakes his head.

"that's extremely dangerous, y/n. you're lucky there wasn't anything too toxic in it- you could've gotten very sick!" he shouts and you nod.

"i really regret it.... i really shouldn't have done it. i feel like shit right now" you tell them honestly and marc nods.

"we need you to promise anything like this won't happen again" marc says and you nod.

"i promise dad- i mean it" you look into his eyes as you promise.

he nods and helps you up off your bed to bring you into a hug. you hug marc back until you feel your stomach acting up again.

jake sensed something was wrong and fronted to rush you to the bathroom.

once you got there you knelt in front of the toilet and spilled your guts again.

jake watched in pity as you finished, flushed the toilet and sat back against the bathtub on the floor.

you looked up at jake. "i'm sorry papa.." you whispered, looking down at the floor after.

"just.. clean up the kitchen and scoop the litter box. that's all for now" he tells you, so you smile and stand up, hugging him before he gently pushes you back.

"brush your teeth first, puke breath"

"fuck you, papa"

~~~

and of course, all three of your dads were thinking about all the activities from last night even after the first time you were forced to go to bed.

the first time you woke up, it was to call casper. to tell him you were drunk and that somebody kissed you and you felt super bad- and you needed to make sure he still loved you.

he said yes even though you were crying so hard you were drooling all over yourself.

and then you got forced to go back to sleep.

and then when you woke up the second time, it was because you were hungry- no, starving.

you ate two packages of pop tarts and some black olives. you almost ate the raspberries before marc hurried in because he heard noise, and helped you as you threw up again.

you slept soundly throughout the rest of the night, and now back to the present.

you ate some plain toast on the couch next to steven and the cats, who were cuddling on the armrest to your right.

"you feeling any better?" steven asks and you nod.

"thank you" you start. "definitely never doing that shit again- i hate throwing up" you shiver at the thought.

"glad you learned your lesson" steven says, and you lean your head against his shoulder as you start to fall asleep again.

steven smiles down at you, turning the tv off so he could get some sleep as well.

a nice sleepy morning for all of you, without anything to worry about at the moment.

except the fact you got wasted the night before and threw up a bunch.

but you'll be okay.

you'll all be okay.

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A/N : love you guys, and i know exactly how many chapters are left >:)

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