High School Sweethearts pt.13 -Chris Sturniolo (2024)

High School Sweethearts pt.13 -Chris Sturniolo

(Femreader x Chris Sturniolo, TW!, arguing, mentions of trauma, pretty nice at the end tho!)

A/n: sorry I kept y’all waiting but this part is something..

My jaw dropped, “what the f*ck.” I gulped.

He steps out from the living room and walks closer to me, I instinctively step back. “What’s wrong sweetie? Can’t your father give you a hug?” He pouts at me and I scoff.

This man abused my mother for most of my life and me for the year before he left. Who does he think he is? And why is he in my house.

I can’t bring myself to form words, all the trauma flooding back to me from seeing him attacking my mother and then taking it out on me, I swallow hardly and no words come out my throat no matter how hard I’m trying to force them out.

“Mom?” I squeak as he comes closer to me, his arms outstretched to try and hug me. My eyes well with tears as i call for my mother. “Derrick..” she holds his arm and he looks at her, “she doesn’t like hugs.” My mom spoke to him and nodded softly, his smile dropped slightly before he nodded and look back at me.

“Sorry kiddo, you miss me?” He asks, looking down at me. I shrug, “use your words y/n.” He smiles falsely, I shake my head. “No.” I whisper, “no what?” He leans down closer to me and I naturally turn my face away from him, not being able to look into his brown eyes that were once so full of anger.

“I didn’t miss you, not at all.” I hiss through my teeth before running up my stairs to my bedroom.

I lay on my bed crying and feeling full of rage, I scream into my pillow before I stand up, needing to take my anger out on something other than myself I walk over to my walls, plastered in pink wallpaper and without thinking I tear the wallpaper off the walls.

I rip it off all the walls, some still stuck on there but the remains are scattered across my floor. My door knocks and opens. I widen my eyes in fear and look to the door, my mother looks around my room in shock, “what have you done?” She whisper yells.

“Why did you let him in our house?” I pull my mother into my room and slam the door behind her, “I thought he wasn’t coming back.” I hold back tears.

“He’s gotten better y/n-” I cut her off, “bullsh*t.” I say through gritted teeth, my hands shaking from anxiety and anger.. “don’t you remember what he did to you? To us?” I grab her shoulders and shake her.

“He’s not all bad y/n!” She yells. “He’s staying and you have to deal with it.” She looked around my room again, “and tidy this up.” She turns to walk away. “Mom..” I mumble and she looks back at me. “He hurt me, please don’t let him stay.” She sighs, “please mom.” I start to cry and fall to the ground.

“I’m sorry honey, he said he’s changed, he’s been to rehab and he wanted to see you.” She leans down to me and wipes my tears, I flinch and move my face away, “we can be a normal family now.” She smiles at me. “Can I go to Chris’?” I ask, not wanting to be in the same house as that monster.

Her face shifts, “y/n, no. We’re gonna eat dinner together as a happy family.” I scoff, “happy? He f*cking beat the sh*t into you every day, and you call that happy?” I shake my head, “dinners in half hour.” She spoke blankly as she left my room. Leaving me as a crying mess surrounded by crumpled wallpaper.

I stand up and grab a bag, I start shoving clothes in it, underwear, tops, pants. I put my makeup bag and my hairbrush in there, I tiptoe into the bathroom and grab my toothbrush. I grab any other necessities I need, and throw my coat on before opening my window, I look down at the drop.

There’s an electric box I can use to make my jump less dangerous, I make my way into my backyard, avoiding the glass doors where I can see him and my mom talking, causing shivers to attack my back. I climb over my fence into my neighbours yard. I climb over their fence and then I’m out of gardens and on a path that leads into my street.

I walk out onto my street and pass my house, I peek through the window and see my mom walking up the stairs, I start sprinting out of my street as she’s probably going to talk to me.

I exit my street and walk for a while before reaching the entrance of Chris’ street. I take a deep breath in and walk up to his house, knocking on the front door. Nick answers and looks down at me, “sh*t are you okay?” He asks softly, I shake my head. “Chris?” Nick yells and shortly after I hear his footsteps.

“Hey you..” he stops his happy tone as his face drops, noticing the sadness on my face. “You okay?” He walks up to me and guides me into the house. “I thought you were at Olivers.. did he do something?” He asks angrily, “I’ll fight him if he hurt you I swear to..” I push my finger to his lips and shake my head.

We walk into his room and I shut the door. “Can I stay with you? For a while? If not it’s okay I’ll find someone-” he hugs me, “of course, what happened?” I take in a deep breathe of his cologne and place my bag on the floor.

I fill him in on how Oliver’s sister broke her arm and he had to go to meet them at the hospital and dropped me home, missing out some parts. “My mom wouldn’t let me in and then he was in my house.” I spoke softly as Chris’ arms stay around me comfortingly. “Who’s he?” He replied gently. I gulp, “my dad.” Chris pulls away and looks at me, “after everything he did?”

I nod, “I tried to talk to my mom but she wouldn’t listen because he was ‘better’ but it’s bullsh*t.” I sigh and lean my head into Chris again, “she said we were gonna eat dinner as a family and I basically had no choice so I ran away.” I wrap my arms around Chris. “sh*t.. you’re safe with me okay?” He reassures me and I nod.

“My mom’s cooking food right now if you want to eat with us.” He walks over and picks up some clothes off his floor and throws them in the corner. “Yes please thank you.” I smile at him, everything feels alright when I’m with Chris, it’s like all my sadness melts away and is replaced with good feelings.

His mom calls me down to eat food and I sit next to Chris. Chris had gone downstairs first to tell his mom about me staying, he didn’t tell her everything but I allowed him to tell her some stuff. She looks at me reassuringly, “you can stay as long as you want sweetie.” She smiles at me. “Thank you.” I smile back as I eat the veg on my plate.

“Where’s Matt?” I ask, Nick looks at me, “he’s dragged our dad to go to something, he didn’t explain.” He answers. I nod “oh, okay.”

“How’s Oliver? I heard you went to his house.” Nick spoke again, I lifted my head to him, “he’s fine, his sister broke her arm in dance so that’s why I’m not there right now.” I look at Marylou who has confusion on her face, “Oliver is my childhood best friend, he’s moved back here because his dad sadly passed away.” I say.

“Poor things, next time you see them send them my love, I don’t know them but it’s a hard thing to go through.” Marylou spoke with comfort in her voice like usual. I nod and look back down at my plate.

“Is Oliver into guys?” Chris asks me and I look at him quickly, “what?” I tilt my head in confusion, and laugh lightly. Chris looks over at Nick quickly then back at me, “Is he.. you know… gay?” Chris has a serious face. I remember back to when he tried to kiss me, if that is what Oliver tried to do.

“I’m not sure, maybe?” I say, not knowing. “You’d have to ask him.” I look at Nick, whose face has reddened.

We finish eating and I help Marylou clean up. I look at Chris and Nick who are talking between themselves, “can you ask her to ask him?” I hear Nick whisper and I smile to myself, Nick likes Oliver?

I finish cleaning up with Marylou and she thanks me and hugs me tightly, I take a second before I hug her back. I return to Chris’ room with him and I lay on the bed. “Should I call Oliver and ask him?” I say as Chris goes to open his mouth, “how did you know what I was gonna ask?” He looks at me in shock.

I giggle, “Teach Nick to whisper quieter.” I smile and open Oliver’s contact before calling him, “he might still be in the hospital with-” he answers as I’m talking, “hey Oliver, I have a quick question.” I say, smirking at Chris. “Go for it.” He replies from the other side of the phone. “This is a weird question I know but..” I take a breath in, “are you at all interested in men?”

“Uh..” he spoke, I hear a door close from the other side of the phone, “why?” He whispers. “I’m just wondering, I won’t judge you if you are.” I smile and Chris gets up and mimes, “I’ll let you two talk” before leaving the room.

“I mean.. I don’t really want to tell anyone this but, I am,” he sighs, “but I like women too, Im bisexual.” I sit up. “Really? That’s nothing to be embarrassed about, did you know Nicks gay?” I say. “Really? I didn’t know, the only people who really know about me are my family, you and two of my old friends.” He spoke excitedly. I chuckle, “you should hit up Nick, I heard he thought you were attractive.” “Okay! Give me his number.” Oliver spoke, a happy tone in his voice.

“Okay, are you still at the hospital, is Lacey okay?” I ask, “yeah still at the hospital, she’s okay though thank you, I got to go now though but I’ll talk to you soon.” He said. “Okay no worries.” I hang up and text him Nicks number.

I walk downstairs, “Nickkkk..” I say in an enthusiastic tone, “yeah?” He asks from his sitting position on the couch, “expect a text from Oliver.” I smile and motion Chris to come back upstairs, Nick’s face lights up as I walk upstairs and into Chris’ room.

A/n: Y/n’s dad needs to go to hell like.. But who’s excited for Nick and Oliver😏 sorry I kept y’all waiting! My writing schedule is gonna be a bit more messed up because I got a lot of plans and stuff this upcoming week but i love y’all!!❤️