Slut (Evan Hansen X Kleinman!Reader)
TW; Swearing, heavy bullying, a lot of crying, KIND OF FAT SHAMING I FEEL HORRIBLE, mentions suicide :<
AN; Slight Connor x Reader at end, dolls. This was really hard to write because it says some really mean things. I almost cried. aaaaand sorry this took so long, I’ve had a less than okay but not bad week. xoxo
WC; i dunno anymore lmao
You held Evan’s hand as you walked through the
hallway, your small group of friends behind you guys. People didn’t dare
mess with you when they were around. Everyone knew they would make a
scene and probably start a fight. So people made fun of you when they
“Guys, do you have any plans this weekend?” Jared said, looking between you all.
“Not really,” Evan smiled, squeezing your hand.
“Nope.” Connor mumbled, his hands stuffed in his pockets.
“Well Zoe and I were going to have a sleepover and do our homework, but you guys can totally join if you’d like!” Alana cheered, Zoe nodding at her words.
“Sure, as long as it doesn’t turn into some weird orgy.” Connor added, pointing at you and Evan.
c’mon Connor!” Jared yelled, “You’d tap this!” Jared hit his own ass
and ran ahead a few steps. Connor shook his head with a chuckle.
“I-I’m up for it!” Evan added, smiling.
“Eww! Evan’s up for an orgy!” Zoe cried, laughing.
Everyone laughed except for Evan, who was embarrassed mess.
“We could have the sleepover at our house.” You said, glancing at Jared.
“Hell yeah!” Jared cried, already thinking of Just Dance and junk food.
“Hey pricks, this is where we all split up.” Connor added, waving goodbye.
“Love you, (Y/N).” Evan whispered when he kissed your cheek and turned into his classroom with Jared and Connor behind him.
“Bye tree lady!” Jared yelled with a laugh as he stepped into the class.
Alana and Zoe waved goodbye as they turned a corner, heading towards their class as well. Your attitude completely changed as soon as you were all alone. You wrung your hands and looked down, heading to your class on the other side of the building. People were whispering as you quietly shuffled down the hallway. You could tell they were talking about you because everyone craned their necks to watch you go by. Some people even pointed and laughed. Your chest felt heavy as you sped up and suddenly tripped in the middle of the hallway, landing in front of a group of bullies.
You stared at the ground with wide eyes, refusing to look
up. You hair was shielding your face, but everyone could tell you were
scared. You knew who was in front of you, and you didn’t want to deal with this on a Friday. This was the one girl who knew not only how to break you, but shatter you.
Your hair was pulled up aggressively, making you look up at the girl in front of you. Anxiety swelled in your chest, and it was hard to breathe suddenly.
“So, the little slut likes to sleep with my boyfriend?” The girl grinned like the Cheshire cat, leaning down slightly.
I would never-” You stuttered, earning a tug on your hair. The girl
pulled you by your hair, making you stand up to your feet slowly.
“Oh yeah? Then why does he know everything about your body and the way you moan?” The girl growled, getting really close to you. The girl let go of you, but the circle that had formed around you three blocked you from leaving. A boy stepped up next to her and took one menacing glance at you.
“This slut? Oh yeah!” The boy laughed, his eyes dark. “She had no dignity, and she practically rode me until I broke! She had stretch marks and fat rolls all over! She screamed for me, and she was so fucking loud!”
Tears had started to streamed down your face as you stared at this boy you had never even seen before. Why were people so cruel?
i-impossible, I was w-with my boyfriend l-last night.” You whispered,
holding back a sob as people whispered, called you names, and even spat
on you. You were with Evan last night, and all of your friends new that
“Boyfriend? We all know that your ‘boyfriend’ is only dating you because he would be forever alone otherwise. Don’t even get me started on your dumb fucking friends.” The girl spat, shoving you backwards. You landed at the feet of the girl’s best friend, and she dumped a huge bottle of red koolaid on your head. Your white shirt turned see through and stained. Your bra was visible, and people were screeching with laughter. A sob erupted through your mouth as you stood up and shoved past through the circle around you.
You sprinted through the hallways, dripping red koolaid and tears. You stumbled a few times, but kept going. You ran past a group of familiar people, and they all called your name as you ran by. You didn’t stop running until you reached your house, slamming the door open and wheezing for air.
You ran up the stairs to your room, slamming the door shut and locking it. You threw your backpack against the wall and flung yourself into your bed. You sobbed so hard that your whole body hurt. You felt horrible and embarrassed. Your phone buzzed and you looked up slightly, hoping it was Evan or Jared texting you.
No, someone had just tagged you in a video of the whole incident on Facebook. You let out a yell and threw the phone against the wall, pulling on your hair and letting your body shake with sobs. Your phone shattered as you heard a car screech into the driveway. You rocked yourself and shook for what seemed like forever. You hadn’t noticed your door handle jingling or the people calling your name.You didn’t even look up as Jared and Evan bursted into the room.
Your eyes were still squeezed shut when Evan held you in his arms, and Jared was trying to talk to you. You opened your eyes in time to see Connor dragging Jared out of the room, trying to show him the video.
Everyone was extremely worried, and they had every right to be. You had refused to tell anyone why you had tried to take your life only a year ago, before they all knew you. Jared was there, but you didn’t get along well that year, for some reason. So now they all took it as their responsibility to protect you, and make sure that never happened again.
Evan ran his fingers through your hair, his other hand gently holding your face.
“How long has this been happening? How long have they been– been..” Evan whispered, not wanting to hear the answer.
“S-Since Freshman y-year.” You hiccuped, watching Evan’s eyes scan you with realization.
“Is-is that why you would always come home with bruises? Is that why you–?” Evans eyes watered and his voice broke, he didn’t understand how people could do this to someone like you. You nodded, silent tears dripping off your face.
“I’m so sorry, I’m so so sorry.” Evan cried, pulling you into his arms. Evan cried into your hair, wishing he could go back and help you. He wished you told him, but he wasn’t going to say that. He knew if he said that he’d be putting the blame on you. You heard someone yelling angrily downstairs, and you slowly pulled yourself out of Evans embrace.
Your door was busted open and a fuming Jared stormed it.
He angrily hugged you, holding you tightly.
“I swear I will kill them, (y/n).” Jared growled.
“Nobody messes with the Kleinman twins.” You heard Connor say, earning a concerned laugh from Zoe and Alana.
“Are you okay, (y/n/n)?” You heard Alana ask, stepping forward. You nodded and laughed, wiping a tear from your eyes.
“M-Much better, now that you’re all here.” You whispered, earning a hug from Evan. Jared backed away and paced angrily, his hands angrily pulling his hair.
“I can’t believe I didn’t know, they’re so– so- ugh!” Jared yelled loudly, sitting down with tears in his eyes.
Connor stepped forward and sat next to you, setting his hand on yours.
“Hey, I- We won’t let anybody touch you anymore.” Connor said softly, his face pink. “Don’t worry about those pricks anymore, okay?”
Connor smiled, which was rare. Your eyes were wide and you smiled, nodding.
“Thanks, guys. You’re all awesome.” You whispered, pulling your hand away from Connor’s to wipe your tears. Evan pulled you closer to him, and you noticed Jared was crying angrily. He had realized that this had been going on for a long time, and that this was why you probably tried to take your own life.
“I am seriously beating the shit out of everyone who has ever laughed at you, (Y/N).” Jared mumbled, wiping a tear from his eye.