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AFTERSHOCK

(Jacob Elordi One-Shot)

This is not a full on story but if you want more I’ll be happy to add on upon request

Plot: In which Jacob finds that the most frustrating part of cheating on his girlfriend was still loving her after.

Song: Glimpse of us - Joji

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When Lauren was six months pregnant, at the end of her second trimester her boyfriend cheated on her. Not physically but mentally was the route he chose to take, as if it would make him feel less guilty in a sense.

Going through his phone wasn’t necessary, no she actually received a message from the lanky model he’d been going back and forth with, claiming him as hers. She confronted him, he’d tried to explain himself the best that a cheater could, continuously making it a point that he never slept with her.

It almost seemed rehearsed, like he knew that he wasn’t invincible, that he could get caught and had what he would say to her prepared.

He thought of his girlfriend whilst betraying her.

She kicked him out and everything changed after that, the two had never meant to become parents so young, it was an unexpected gift. Lauren was a mere twenty-one, but she was a strong girl, she could be a single mom, she could even peacefully co-parent with her daughter’s father.

It was just the fact that he broke his promise to always stand by her side when the pregnancy test turned out positive that she couldn’t shake.

And when he proved he couldn’t do that, she knew to never trust Jacob ever again.

“You know Gia likes it when we all cuddle on the couch together.” Jacob smirked as he looked up at Lauren from their daughter who sat beside him on the couch.

They hadn’t been together in over a year, but it felt like she saw him even more since the split. Especially with their daughter now being one, she was always crying to be around her father, he filled the role phenomenally, a part of his empty promises he’d managed to keep. “Yeah, I know.”

“So come over and lay with us,” he insisted, waving Gia’s hand in the air in a beckoning manor, “Don’t you want mommy to cuddle with us Gigi?”

Her little baby squeaked out a yes giving her no choice but to go over there and get as close as she could to the cute little creature she created. Lauren had no idea how she made something so lovable, something she created with a man who betrayed her trust.

When she was pregnant she somehow hoped Gia would get everything from her, she hated the thought of her inheriting anything from someone that could make her feel such pain. Of course she’d gotten the opposite, her daughter was a spitting image of Jacob, the man that had permanently broken her heart in two.

But as time passed wounds healed, her’s slowly but surely.

Lauren didn’t think she was completely capable of forgiveness, but she could be comfortable with him, especially when it came to their daughter, that’s when being with him was the easiest, when they were making her happy.

Gia smiled widely up at her mother when she joined them, the smile that belonged to none other than Jacob pasted on her little face, “She looks just like you.”

“She looks like her gorgeous mother to me.” He countered looking between the both of them before finally settling his eyes on Lauren.

“Jacob.” She scolded, the girl hated when he complimented her.

She hated the way it made her feel, how it yanked at her heart and made her melt inside. It was how he’d gotten her to go on a date with him after numerous attempts, always making an effort to make her feel beautiful.

She wanted to hate him for what he did to her, and the more he paid attention to her and their daughter the harder it was.

“What Lauren I’m just telling the truth, my daughter looks like her beautiful mother.” He repeated. It was obvious we’d created a human, but hearing it come out of his mouth made it all the more real?

“Yeah, okay.” She rolled her eyes.

Jacob was trying with her, wanting to mend their relationship that they had before, but she gave him nothing in return. Sure she loved him as her child’s father, but her wall was up, too afraid to be hurt again.

But still, there was also a part of her that didn’t want him to give up.

“Gigi, standup and smile next to daddy.” She told her daughter as she leaned over to tickle her.

Lauren pulled her phone out as soon as she pulled herself up on his shoulder, Jacob swooping her up and pressing his cheek against her chubby one. He tickled her belly immediately getting a giggle out of her before he also smiled at the camera, Lauren quickly capturing the moment.

As she looked down at the photo her stomach flipped, Gia and Jacob both with the widest smile with all their teeth showing, Gia mostly having gums that is.

She flipped the phone screen towards him, Gia smiling once again as she looked at herself like she always did, “Well, shit you aren’t lying when we’re side by side like that.”

He grabbed the phone tapping the screen and sending it to himself before he made it his lock screen making a little smile appear on Lauren’s face, the girl didn’t think she could ever get tired of watching Jacob exist as a dad.

“It’s because you got on my everlasting nerves when I was pregnant.” She joked, honestly not meaning anything by it, but looked over to see him staring down at the ground as Gia played with his hair and leaned her head on his chest meaning she was getting sleepy .

This was something that happened often, Lauren always subconsciously bringing up their breakup. Though she was joking most times, he’d always visibly seemed to get his feelings hurt but remained quiet. She hated that she felt bad for it, it was how she coped with things like that, humoring herself so it feel like less real.

“I’m gonna go put her to bed really quick.” He mumbled as he stood up with Gia in his arms walking down the hall and disappearing into her room.

He wouldn’t be gone long, she never put up a fight to go to bed when it came to her dad, but Lauren on the other hand she gave hell. She rolled her eyes as he walked out of the room in a record breaking five minutes, a smile on his face when he saw her reaction.

“You know when you put her to bed she expects to see you in the morning when she wakes up.” She sighs.

I could feel the pain in my left ear from the agonizing screams Gia let out when she realized it was just me that would be accompanying her until her dad came back. She definitely loved her mommy, she’d just loved Jacob a whole lot more, no matter how much time they spent together. “Are you saying I should stay tonight, Lauren?”

Yet another annoying smirk resting on lips, Jacob loved that his daughter needed him, but he became absolutely ecstatic when it was his ex-girlfriend asking for something. Lauren clicked her tongue starting to get up to go to her bedroom before he pulled her back down.

“I’m just joking with you, Lo, you know I love my little spot on the couch, as long as it means I get to see my girls in the morning.” he said with no shame, when she wasn’t giving him hell the girl swore it felt like he went on as if they were still together in his head.

She looked down, not wanting him to see the blush on her cheeks, they were too close in vicinity for him to be talking to her like this. She couldn’t hide how he managed to penetrate her heart that he’d turn cold. “You wish I was your girl, Jacob.”

“Yeah, I know.” He said matter of factly, placing a finger on her chin tilting it up until her eyes met his, “Let me just see your pretty face, I don’t need anything else.”

Lauren let him study her face, his head falling on the cushion, the look in his eyes heavy with admiration as if she was the most perfect thing he’d ever laid his eyes on. It was such a shift from the expression he had when he left to put Gia to bed.

“Why don’t you say anything when I bring up stuff about when I was pregnant, Jacob, especially if it makes you feel some sort of way?” Lauren pushed herself to ask, never sure if she wanted to delve into the subject.

He shrugged his shoulders and slumped further into the couch, “What am I supposed to say, Lauren, there’s not one thing I can come up with that excuses what I did.”

His words made my heart pound and my stomach twist in guilt. It had been months of Lauren constantly reminding him of his ministrations, he was always at her apartment, so it wasn’t often he got a break from it.

Jacob was telling her that he was aware of what he did, so much so that all he could do was sit there and take her sly digs. She could accept that, but I knew apart of me would be fully able to let the past go.

“Well don’t just sit there and let me be a bitch to you, you don’t deserve that-“ She started before he holds a hand up.

“-No, no, no don’t feel bad for me, I fucked up and I deserve every emotion you throw my way for however long you feel it.”

He was always so supportive, it was one of the things that made me fall in love with him, the man was even on board for me to continue despising him.

Was he supporting you through your pregnancy though?

She groaned out loud as the negative thoughts overpowered the good ones. Before she was filled with complete love for the boy, and now it was like a virus had entered her body and sucked away everything good that resided in her in regards to him romantically.

“I hope you know I try, Jacob.” She muttered, looking down at their knees touching, the closest we’d been while alone with each other in almost a year. Once again he tilted my chin up so I was looking into his eyes. “I wish I could erase the way you made me feel so we can be a family for Gia.”

“I know you are, Lauren, and if this is the best you can give me I’ll be fine with that. Always.” He comforted as he reached forward to grab my hand, rubbing the skin with his thumb, “You know what’s fucked up, Lo?”

The girl gave him a delayed hum in response, his touch lingering distracting her just a little, not enough for him to notice as he didn’t attempt to move his hand, and she didn’t either.

“I like when you reject me, it reminds me that I don’t deserve you, I’m not even sure that I ever will again.” He revealed, his words not reflecting on his face at all.

Jacob spoke like he’d come to terms with the most saddening revelation, but the look in his eyes said otherwise, like he’d fight for her even if it took forever, even if the end result didn’t turn out like he wanted.

“Jacob.” Lauren sighed beginning to pity him, did she have him in this deep, and if so what was so special about her?

Obviously not too special if he went out to seek attention from someone who looked nothing like you.

A deep sigh left her lips, she furrowed her

eyebrows as she tried her best to ignore the voice that he’d brought to life in her head, built off his lies and deceit, a lingering doubt for him that would not go away.

“I’m being serious, it reminds me of just when I think of I’ve done enough to win your trust back that I need to go ten times harder.” He squeezed her hand as if to further prove that he was not fucking with me at all, “I wish I could go and take it all back Lauren, I really fucking do.”

She always noticed even in the beginning of their relationship his accent always thickened when there was emotion built up within him, she even heard it when he told her he loved her. It always made her heart twist in a knot, like when he said it to her it was from the depths of him, the purest, truest parts of him.

Like Jacob loving Lauren was innate.

“We both know we can’t change the past, at least it hasn’t all been bad, look how good we are with our daughter.” Lauren couldn’t help but console him, to relax him a bit, knowing that he was getting worked up with himself.

“I know, but a big part of that is because you’re her mother, if it was anybody else-“ he trailed when he felt her tense at his words.

She was so transparent when it came to this, it made her feel weak like she had no backbone. Lauren knew she had never felt this particular betrayal in her life but it wasn’t like her to give herself a break.

“It’s just that, shit.” He stuttered as he continued trying to speak his feelings, “The fuck was I thinking cheating on the woman that was bearing one of the best gifts I’ve ever received, you gave me that, no one else.”

There he goes again, commending her, making her feel like she was the only girl in the world, and she hated that it contradicted everything that he also helped make her feel inside.

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The Lines Between Black and White

Chapter 1: Summer of Hell

Pairing: Rue Bennett x Fem!Reader, Platonic!Euphoria Girlies (Except Cassie) x Fem!Reader

Summary: After a major fight between you and your best friend, you return from spending the summer with your dad anxious about the current state of your relationship with Rue and the rest of your future in East Highland.

Warnings: Typical Euphoria Warnings, Parental Divorce, Reader Gives Angsty Teen Vibes. Let Me Know If I Forgot Something

Word Count: 1.3k

A/N: Hi guys! I’m super excited to be beginning my first series, especially with one of my top favorite characters. This is a bit of a self-indulgent series as I have begun re-watching Euphoria and started imagining my life inside the show. Because I am writing this as I am watching, there will be slow updates. I have a general idea of the plot and where I’m going, but I truly am just following along with the show. I hope you all enjoy!

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You look yourself over in the mirror— your emotions in turmoil— you wonder if you should even go to McKay's party. It's not too late to text Kat and tell her you changed your mind about going. You're sure no one would blame you if you didn't go. After all, with the finalization of your parents’ divorce and the summer of hell you just finished spending with your dad and his girlfriend— your friends would understand that you needed time to recover. They had heard the horror stories of your father’s walking nightmare of a girlfriend and how you had practically spent the summer playing Cinderella. They wouldn’t be upset if you told them you need the space to reacclimate to your life in East Highland.

However, you know you can't bear to spend another minute in your childhood home. The once happy memories are now tarnished with the ugly stains of your parents' brutal divorce— the air almost suffocating, thick with your mom's heartache and grief. It’s not that you aren't sympathetic to her pain, you deeply empathize with her, sharing the same feelings of hurt and betrayal she feels from your prick of a father, but it’s hard for you to watch. The woman you idolized all of your life and have relied on to be your steady foundation is crumbling before your very eyes and you just don't know how to deal with it.

In addition, you know a certain curly-haired brunette will be there, and despite the fact she's made it clear she's done with you, you still want to see her— want her to see you. You want her to see that you can live without her just as easily as she can you, even if it isn't true. You miss your best friend with every fiber of your being.

Ever since you met on the swing set during recess in first grade, the two of you had been inseparable— it was rare that one of you went somewhere without the other. This summer has been the longest the two of you have been separated and the emotional withdrawal from not having Rue with you has taken its toll, especially since the catalyst for her radio silence was the fight you got into right before you left. It’s not like you had bought the plane tickets yourself, or even told your parents to get a divorce.

You hadn’t wished for any of the drama your freshman and sophomore years brought, hadn’t asked for the tedious custody battle or the trial in which you had to pit one parent against the other, villainizing one while trying to save the other. Hadn’t asked to be the middle man as the fabric of Rue and Lexi’s friendship began to disintegrate or to bear the brunt of Rue’s addiction as you struggled to keep it hidden from Gia and Leslie. None of these were things that you had wanted or had control over and Rue had been unfair and cruel to treat you as if you had.

The lack of communication didn't bother you the first week, as you were still infuriated with her; however, once your anger began dissipating you realized you missed Rue's sardonic humor and all of her manic escapades. So, you swallowed your pride and reached out to her a couple of times but when your messages remained unanswered, you realized she meant it when she told you she was cutting you out of her life— and that gutted you.

With one last look in the mirror, you deem your appearance acceptable and swiftly exit your house, sparing a brief forlorn look at your mother's bedroom door. You ride your bike down the familiar roads leading to Christopher McKay's home. You have been to a couple of his parties before, but this one feels different— it feels like the start of something and that frightens you.

You push your way through the throngs of intoxicated teens— your nerves at an all-time high. The humidity and claustrophobia of being pressed up against the entire student body of East Highland and then some, coupled with the flashing strobe lights and cacophony of hundreds of conversations mixing in with the heavy bass of the current music selection was enough to make you ill— your senses overloading. Rue was usually there to keep you grounded— as in all things in your life— drawing your attention outside of yourself to give you something else to focus on, but without her here you aren't sure you're going to make it through tonight. You aren't sure you're going to make it through this school year. How could you? You’re standing in the middle of a hurricane without your anchor.

You are about to call it quits, leave with your tail tucked between your legs— admitting defeat— when you hear a call for your name, whipping you around to your childhood friend group. A sigh of relief escapes you, finally seeing some familiar faces, and you run towards the girls who excitedly take you into their embraces.

"Bitch, look at you!" Maddy exclaims, turning you around as she looks over every inch of you. A broad grin dominates your features at her praise. "Me? Girl, look at you!" you return the compliment, laughing as she shows off more of herself.

"Damn, bitch! Lookin like you a model and shit," B.B. hollers through her vape, slinging an arm across your shoulder to pull you into an embrace. “Take me to Florida next time. I’ll beat that ho up,” she continues, referencing your father’s girlfriend and sending you into a fit of laughter.

You find yourself growing more relaxed as you catch up with your girls— glad to see, despite your life-alerting events, not much has changed. Maddy is still continuing the same destructive cycle with Nate Jacobs, Kat is still self-effacing, and B.B. is still prone to spreading gossip about anybody she can. It was heavily reassuring to engage in some semblance of the normalcy you had before leaving, it made you feel like some part of your life had remained unscathed from the turmoil of your summer— like you will survive the new frontier you’re embarking on. But like all the good things in your life as of late, the blossoming hope is snatched from your chest in one simple question.

"Yo, have you talked to Rue?" B.B. asks you curiously, taking a hit from her vape.

The smile falls from your face, your tongue moving towards your cheek as you try to suppress the pool of emotions brewing in you at the mention of her name. "No, not since I left," you answer, your voice clipped— bitterness coating your tone. The sudden tension in the circle is thick and the girls quickly catch on that you and Rue have become a sensitive subject. B.B., however, who is always invested in the latest drama regardless of who is involved, presses you for more information, wanting to get as much of a story as possible.

"Oh shit! So you don't know?" she asks incredulously— Maddy and Kat throwing glares at the instigating brunette.

"Know what?" you question, confusion pulling at your brows.

"It's probably best if Rue tells you herself," Kat interjects, giving you a sympathetic smile.

A sinking feeling travels through your gut as your eyes scan your friends— Kat's hands fidgeting by her side, Maddy's inability to make eye contact with you, and B.B.'s shuffling feet— something awful happened and it involved your best friend.

The apparent stand-off between you and Rue suddenly becomes inane at the increasing fear and worry for your dearest friend. Your mind floods with all the possibilities of horrific events that could have occurred— your stomach churning with each new fear. You realize the only way to quell your racing thoughts is to bite the bullet and talk to your former friend. "Do you know where she is?" you ask, swallowing against the lump forming in your throat.

"She disappeared after we got here," Maddy informs you and you thank them for the information, leaving the circle without another word. Your relationship with Rue may be on the rocks, but you know you had to do this. If not for her, then for yourself.

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