The sound of your alarm clock blaring woke you up from a dreamless sleep. Groaning you reach over to shut the clock off, missing a few times before finally shutting the damn thing off. You slowly raised from your bed and swing your legs over the edge, sighing at the prospect of school. Despite being extremely close with two amazing individuals, Stu Macher and Billy Loomis, you still face bullies. They maliciously pick at anything they deem a flaw and would constantly smack you in the back of the head when no one else was looking. They consistently and relentlessly tore you down in anyway, and you would be lying if you said it didn't hurt or affect you. Billy and Stu didn't know, of course not. You didn't want to appear weak in front of them, nor did you want to get them involved.

You shook your head and slowly stood up stretching, your bones let out soft pop noises as you did. You continued with your morning routine of getting ready and went to your kitchen for some breakfast. Eyeing the clock, you fixed yourself some cereal and whatever juice was left in the fridge. You looked to the side of the refrigerator and saw a note written by your mother. That typically means your parents will be gone for a few days.

Stu and Billy usually picked you up for school and they were due in 20 minutes. As you ate your cereal, you relished in the quiet home. Both your parents were out for work and you were home alone, like most days. It was fine, it allowed you more freedom as they weren't here. That allowed Billy and Stu to come over whenever and allowed you to stay at their homes whenever.

As you finished your bowl you hear the loud rumble of Billy's car out front. Not wanting to have them waiting you quickly place your bowl and cup in the sink, turning on the water to briefly rinse them. After drying off your hands you grabbed your keys and bag and quickly left your house. Locking the door behind you, you jogged to the car and slid into the back seat. Billy was in the driver seat and Stu was in the passenger. The tall blonde turned in his seat and faced you with a grin.

"How was your weekend, (Y/N)? Sucks we couldn't hang out." He spoke, forming a fake pout.

"Yeah, what a shame. We watched some good movies." Billy added, taking off from the curb in front of your house and in the direction of school.

"It was okay, sorry about not coming. My parents were home a for the weekend and they wanted to spend time with me." You say.

"They out of town again? I didn't see their car?"

"Yea, they left early this morning according to the note mom left."

"Sweet! We can come over and hangout after class then." Stu jumped in the conversation, practically jumping out of his sit.

"Calm down, idiot!" Billy took one hand off the will and pulled Stu down, making him face the front. "I don't need a fucking ticket."

You chuckle under your breath as you watch the two 'argue', your eyes softening. Yea, your inner self doubt shamed you for having a crush on them both, but you couldn't help it. They were both great in their own ways and were always so nice to you. It was a shame that they probably only see you as a friend. With the self doubt festering in your brain you didn't think you had a chance. You hardly felt you had a chance with just one of them, let alone the both of them. Your mind kept wandering and focusing on self-deprecation.

"Earth to (Y/N)." Stu's hand waved, causing you to blink rapidly. Stu and Billy were looking at you in the now parked car. "You alright?"

"Y-yeah. I didn't get much sleep last. I'm a bit out of it." You chuckled. It wasn't much of a lie, anxiety about returning for classes did make it troublesome to sleep.

"If you need a nap, let me know. I'll give you the keys to my car so you can sleep." Billy gave you a genuine smile, something only you and Stu got to experience.

"Thanks Billy." You returned the smile before exiting the car, the duo following suit. The three of you walked towards the building, you were flanked by your two friends. Stu had his arm resting loosely around your shoulders, which made it hard to walk. As you walked to class, you noticed the two girls that bully you were eyeing you with discontent. Thankfully you three had the same three classes so they wouldn't try shit with Stu or Billy around, but unfortunately the last two you spent alone.
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"See ya after school (Y/N)." Stu winked and gave you a side hug.

"Meet you at my car?" Billy asked, his eyes squinting at your face. "You good?"

"Yeah like I said, just tired." You smile sheepishly. You hoped that excuse would still cover the anxiety you were feeling. He went to dig for his keys in his pants but you held up your hand. "Its just the last two classes, I'll be fine."

"Whatever you say." He didn't seem to fully buy it but he let it go. The two said their 'see you later's before they turned and went their classes.

You sigh and turn into the classroom, taking your usual seat. Before you could get out your necessary supplies an eraser hit the back your head. You don't have to even look to know the two culprits were Kristie and Suzzan. You sigh through your nose as you dug through your bag.

Another eraser hit your head.

You glance over and see Kristie saunter up to you, using your desk to lean against. She eyed you, her face was one of disgust.

"You thought you were hot shit today with Stu all over you huh?" She snarled. You opted not to reply. You recognize it gets you no where with the two. "They probably keep you around because the pity you. Your ugly face must make them sick by the end of the day."

You didn't reply.

"Cat got your tongue, freak?" She rolled her eyes and opened her mouth to keep on her verbal assault, but the teacher walked in.

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Your eyes lit up when your last teacher of the day said he was letting class out 10 minutes earlier. All you had to do was make your way to Billy's car. The two bullies wouldn't dare risk being seen tormenting when those could possibly see.  You made your way out the classroom, heading down the hallway. Your heart fluttered at the prospect of hanging out with Billy and Stu for the rest of the day.

That happiness dwindled quick when you felt an arm on both sides of you forcefully.

"Hey (Y/N)." Both Suzzan and Kristie said. They turned you to the right and pushed you inside the bathroom. They both stepped in, Kristie turning around to lock the door.

"You thought you could get away?" Suzzan snickered.

"Can't you both just leave me the fuck alone?" You rolled your eyes. 

"We will once you get through your thick fucking skull that you are worthless, and that you should leave Billy and Stu alone." She growled.

"Ah I see, you both are just jealous. That's why you have been tormenting me these past few months. I'm sorry they don't want to hang around two stupid cunts." Venom laced your voice, you were at your limits with them. They both looked at you in shock, anger quickly appearing on each of their faces. "Nothing to say now-"

Pain blossomed across the side your face, your head was forcefully turned to the side. Now looking at the mirror, you saw red on your face and there were thin lines from your brow and down your cheek. The bitch clawed you.

Your nostrils flared as you returned the favor, although you were delivering a punch straight to Suzzans nose. She stumbled back with a cry, her hands cupped her nose while blood seeped through her fingers. You take this opportunity to kick her in the shin while she was occupied with the pain of her nose. She let out another cry and you went in for another kick but Kristie rushed up and shoved you, causing you to fall on your rear.

Before you could get up she got down and straddled your hips.

"You asshole!" Kristie hissed and gave you a painful punch in the nose.

"You hit like a fucking child." You jabbed, trying to land hits on her but she blocked your attempts. She grabbed one of your arms with a tight grip and used her free hand to land another punch on the side of your head. With enough vigor you jabbed her in the gut making her double over. Taking this opportunity you shove her off you and attempt to get up, but Suzzan kicks your side, effectively kicking the wind out of you. Your body slumps on your side as you wheeze, regaining your breath. Another kick landed against your head and another kick it your ribs.

The school bell rung, causing the physical abuse to stop abruptly.

"C'mon, I think the freak has had enough." Kristie gathered her friend in her arms. "Let's get your nose looked at." You heard their footsteps retreat to the door before leaving the bathroom. You stayed on the ground for just a few moments to just be able to breath regardless.

With a grunt, you push yourself off the ground. You staggered for a moment,  gripping the closest sink. You glance up and see your face a bloody mess. From your hairline, you assume from the kick, was a cut slowly leaking blood. Your nose was in the same bloody state but at least it stopped bleeding and nothing looked broke. You cringe at the view.

Tears stung your eyes, you weren't sure where were from; the physical pain, the emotional pain, or the humiliation.

"Fuck..." You hissed. You leaned down and grabbed your bag that had fallen off. You preemptively pulled over your hood and put your head down as you exited the bathroom, maneuvering your way through the crowd of students. You couldn't see Stu or Billy looking like this. You warped mine figured they would scoff at you for allowing yourself to get beat and wouldn't want to be seen with someone looking a bloody mess.

You exited the main building and cut through the school lawn, not going anywhere near the car, heading to your house. You knew they would look for you there but at least you would have sometime to clean up.

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Billy and Stu were leaning against the car, watching as other students exited the building. They got out from their last class a little late but you knew to wait by the car for them. They exchanged worrying glances; Billy was chewing on his bottom lip.

"You don't think they left us?" Stu asked, a hint of sadness was in his voice.

"I don't know." Billy kept scanning, hoping to see your face in the crowd. He couldn't spot you and that made his anxiety worse.

"Do you think we did something upset them? Oh god do you think they found out about our plan today and didn't want to deal with us or-"

"Dude chill the fuck out." Billy snarled. He didn't mean to get angry at Stu but his anxiety was out the roof. Growling he turned and opened his car door. "Get in. We'll go to their house."

Billy's tires squealed as he left his parking spot, heading in the direction of your house.  His hands gripped the steering wheel tight while Stu was fidgeting with the edge of his shirt.

"We can't lose (Y/N), man." Stu mumbled. "Not when we haven't told them we loved them."

"I know."

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It didn't take much for you to recognize the rumble of Billy's car. You just kept your head down, hands in your pockets, and hoped the duo wouldn't recognize you. You knew it was in vain, those boy's would recognize you but just maybe they'd drive by and you could be alone. Alone to deal with the blood and injuries. Alone to deal with the pain. Alone to deal with the many emotions coursing through your body.

"(Y/N)!" You heard Billy and Stu shout. You didn't have to look to know Billy was keeping his car at the same pace as your walk.

"Come on, (Y/N)." Stu whined. "Are you alright? Why did you leave without us?"

"Let me drive you home. at least, even if you are upset with us." Billy chimed in. You kept your pace and kept walking, not answering them. You felt like shit doing this to them but you didn't want to face even more humiliation from the two. You'd hope with the vocal silence from them they were about ready to leave you to trek home. 

You flinch slightly when you hear one of the car doors slam closed and you heard the car stop. You kept walking, even when you heard footsteps behind you, keeping your head down. One of the boys were able to get into front of you, causing you to bump into who you assume was Stu. His hands grabbed your upper arms to steady you.

"(Y/N) sweetie, what's going on?" His voice was soft, it made your eyes sting with fresh tears. You heard another car door shut and soon felt a hand placed on your upper back.

"Don't shut us out. We tell each other everything,  remember?" That comment from Billy with a rare, gentle voice made the dam break. A sob escaped your lips, your hands gripping Stu's shirt. You tried to calm yourself, sucking in shaky breaths while hot tears slid down your sore face. You mustered up some bravery to face the two and lifted your head, making eye contact with the two.

Stu gasped, his face in pure shock at the cuts, scratches and bruises on your face. Billy's nostrils flared, his brows were furrowed and his eyes were wide with rage. Neither of them had expected to see you in such a state. The taller one was quick to pull you into an embrace, not caring about your warnings of drying blood getting on him. Billy was tense but he knew you needed comfort from the both of them right now. He wrapped one are around you, most of his chest pressed against your back while his other arm wrapped around Stu. He was absolutely seething on the inside that someone dared to harm you. He glanced to Stu, who was resting his cheek against your head, and they both knew that who ever did this will get a visit from Ghostface.

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The boys thought it best to get you home and get your wounds taken care of before you told them what happened. When you got home they had you immediately sit down om your couch, Stu off looking for the medical kit and Billy getting you a glass of water and a damp towel to wipe off the crusting blood.

The darker haired male sat next to you and lifted the towel near your face. He looked at you expectantly and you nodded, giving him permission to touch and clean your face. Gently, he began wiping away the blood from under your nose, carefully avoiding bumping it. He tilted your head back slightly with his other hand holding your jaw to get some of the blood that dribbled down and under your chin. It took a few minutes to get it off before he moved to the blood from the cut along your hairline. Stu was back, coming down stares with the red box of needed supplies. He sat on the other side of you and watched you both intently and silently.

"Unfortunately, this cut was on the same side as the scratches. Let me know if it hurts too much." Billy said, barely over a whisper. You nodded again, allowing him to angle your head for the best view. He flipped around the towel to the cleaner side and got to work. He carefully removed the blood closest to the cut, not causing too much pain. He bite his lip in concentration as he worked around the tender scratch marks, apologizing whenever he had to go over one. "There. I got it all." He smiled and stood up to get rid of the towel.

"Alright, my turn to play doctor!" Stu chuckled, alleviating the tense mood. He opened the kit and preemptively pulled out some items that were needed. Billy returned again and you felt his body pressed against yours as you faced Stu. "The ointment is going to sting like a bitch."

"Figured." You chuckle and let him start. He dabbed a gracious amount of the healing ointment on the tips of his long pointer and middle finger before carefully rubbing it on the cut. You winced and he apologized, taking away his hand. "If its needed keep going." He gulped but did so quickly. He rubbed his fingers against his pant legs and pulled out some butterfly adhesive bandaids, peeling them back. He placed them properly over the cut with care before closing the box.

"Now," You felt Billys arm slink around your torso. "Tell us who did this to you." Stu joined him, wrapping an arm around your shoulders.

"It was Kristie and Suzzan." You sighed. "They've been messing with me for months in my last two classes. They were just telling me things like I am disgusting looking, calling me a freak, and saying you both were my friends out of pity. And they were throwing erasers at me." You kept your eyes on your hands, recalling all they did to you. "Today I guess was the day they got physical. After class they managed to shove me into a bathroom to torment me more. I don't know if their original plan was to jump me or if they decided to scratch my face after I stood up for myself. They did it out of jealousy I think, always saying I should stop hanging out with you guys."

"Those fucking bitches." Billy growled. He knew the two girls who did this, always disliked them for their 'better than everyone else' attitudes.

"First off. You are not disgusting, (Y/N). You are amazing in many ways. And secondly we are your friends because we genuinely enjoy spending time with you. You're like the only one at that school who is genuinely a good person." You felt him press a kiss against your head. Billy followed in suit.

"I feel like a shitty friend. I let their words get to me and I genuinely felt like all the things they were telling me were true. And the way I ignored you guys-"

"Shut up. Don't even worry about it. Besides you couldn't get rid of us even if you wanted to. You're stuck with us." Billy said. "Now get on some comfy clothes, we brought some in our bags so don't worry, and we'll pick out a movie to watch."

You smiled and stood up, "Thanks guys, for taking care of me." And you made your way upstairs.

Billy and Stu sighed and leaned back on the couch, craning their heads to look at each other.

"Let's hold off telling them our feelings for a few days until they get better mentally." Billy spoke quietly and quickly.

"I wanted to cuddle tonight." Stu pouted but nodded, understanding you may need a few days to recuperate from today.

"I said don't say our feelings not drop hints. We have all cuddled before."

Stu opened his mouth to speak but stopped himself hearing you come down stairs. You were wearing a thin long-sleeved shirt and some comfortable, loose shorts you liked to sleep and relax in. Both of the boys felt their breaths catch in their throats at the sight of your exposed legs.

"Fucking Suzzan and Kristie left these two bruises on my torso." You walked over to the couch and stopped in front of them, lifting your shirt just high enough to show them the slowly forming bruises to your ribs and side. Billy's face felt on fire, composing himself, while Stu stared at all the exposed flesh. Yes they have seen your stomach and legs before, but now they were fully in love with you. "Thought you guys were going to change too-"

"Right!"

"Right!" They both said in unison while getting off the couch, grabbing their bags. Billy went to the downstairs bathroom while Stu made his way upstairs. He came back half way down the stairs. "We picked Nightmare on Elm Street for the first movie!" Before dashing back upstairs.

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It was close to midnight, and the movie Poltergeist was coming to an end. The three of you were relaxing on the couch. Billy was situated in the middle, you were leaning against him desperately trying not to fall asleep and Stu had his arm around Billy's shoulders, with his head leaning against his boyfriends also falling asleep.  Billy glanced to you and saw you struggling to stay awake, a smirk tugged on his lips. 

"Let's get to bed, we've seen this movie