So this is my first Heathers fic, I only discovered the musical a week ago, so this is the quickest from joining to adding to a fandom for me ever.
Without further ado Chapter 1
Die alone
Her shaking hands make it almost impossible to get the lid off the yellow bottle.
Die alone
She sees flashes of Heather and Kurt and Ram and Veronicaout of the corner of her eyes, Heather's voice in her ears reminds her of the truth, no one will miss her. The lid finally clicks open.
Die alone
She pours them all in her hand, 13, 13 little yellow pills, she didn't know if it would be enough but she has to hope it would be as she throws them all back, closing her eyes as she does so.
She hears the bathroom door click open.
"No!"
Die alone
"Stop!"
She hears right before she's half pushed to the -ground by, "Ronnie." she whispers tightening her jaw please go, don't stop me. "Suicide is a private thing, Veronica." She mumbles through the pills.
"In the middle of the school bathroom to become a statistic in USA Today, is literally the least private thing I can think of." Veronica responds, pulling the shorter girl into a tight hug, Heather's hands hang limp by her side but she doesn't pull away from the other girl, instead attempting to explain, the pills still in her mouth
"But Heather, and Kurt, and Ram-" she's interrupted by Veronica
"If everyone jumped off a bridge, would you?"
"Probably."
"It's okay not to be happy all the time, if you were, you wouldn't be human, you'd be a fucking game show host."
Realizing that she's maybe right, Heather steps back, Veronica releases her from the hug but keeps her hand on her wrist, she slowly spits out the pills into the sink before turning back to Veronica, hugging her, no clinging is closer to what she's doing, because if she lets go and the other girl disappears she doesn't know what she'd do. After several seconds she begins crying, which slowly turns to full body wracking sobs as her knees half give out, slowly Veronica kneels to the ground, still holding Heather tightly, whispering "It'll be okay"s, "I got you."s, "I'm here."s and "I promise."s into the blonde's curls. The door opens again only for Veronica to glare at the freshman who lets out a small squeak before running back out of the room
Slowly, the yellow girl forces her breathing to stabilized and pull herself away from the brunette, "Thank you, Ronnie." Leaning her head onto the other girl's shoulder.
"You're welcome." She lies her head on the other girls, allowing silence to overtake them again.
"You want to get out of here? Go to the mall?" Heather finally asks after several moments.
"We can go to mine afterwards, play croquet, watch a movie, you can stay the night." Veronica lets out a soft sigh, "Avoid Duke and everyone else? That sound good?"
"Yeah." She nods into the taller girl's shoulder as Veronica slowly stands, offering her a hand up.
"Let me just write a pass for us, okay? Then we'll go to, Mr. Jackson, I'll grab our bags and we'll leave, okay?"
"Yeah." She nods before putting her hand on the blue girl's shoulder, "Ronnie, really, thank you for coming after me, no one else would have cared.
"Heather, that's not tr-" she turns away from the paper as blue meets brown
"Don't lie, Veronica, it is, and you know it." She breaks the gaze, "So thank you."
"You're welcome." Veronica pulls her into another hug, this one a bit looser before pulling back and finishing the note, "Now, ready?"
Heather nods before walking out of the room, Veronica following her, catching up with her before they get to the office, handing the secretary the note, "Heather's not feeling so hot, so I'm gonna take her home." Veronica says not giving the woman a chance to argue or ask any questions turning on her heels and walking out of the room with Heather trailing behind her. Veronica's beeline for the gym is stopped by a hand suddenly snaking around her wrist.
Looking back quickly, she sees Heather has almost frozen in the middle of the hallway, looking forward, she sees the assembly must have gotten released as several students are walking down the hall, among them, Heather Duke.
"Veronica. Heather." The girl acknowledges them with a smirk as if she knows exactly what had happened after both of them left, "Nice to see you're done with your little breakdowns" she lets out a small laugh.
"Aren't you supposed to be getting your stuff and leaving, Duke? Mrs. Fleming suspended you, unless I misheard that is." Veronica snaps, walking forward, forcing the crowd to part for both her and Heather, marching into the gym past the stragglers to both their bags, throwing them both over her shoulder before pushing open the door that leads to the student lot her car was parked in.
"I know Heather could be a megabitch, but," Veronica sighs, "Hell, there is no but, I just want to punch her. I should've before I left." She unlocks the car door, placing the bags in the back seat before jumping in the driver's seat, "Anyway, the mall?"
"Can we just go to yours?" Heather asks, sounding near another total break down, leaning heavily into the passenger seat her eyes closed.
"Yeah, whatever you want to do." Veronica responds, putting her hand on the other girl's squeezing it for comfort before pulling out of the lot.
Veronica's house is less than ten minutes away from the school, and she had never been more thrilled of the proximity than when she shut the door behind herself and Heather, shutting out the rest of the world for a bit. "Want to put in a movie?" She asks softly, "Your pick."
Heather nods, "Yeah." She goes over to the movie case, grabbing Beauty and the Beast, vaguely surprised Veronica had so many Disney movies, Heather and Heather had gotten rid of all of theirs in 8th and 9th grade.
"Good choice." Veronica smiles, putting the movie in before sitting on the couch, motioning for Heather to join her, who doesn't need much more convincing than that, sitting down and leaning into the taller girl's side.
"You're comfy and warm." She mumbles as the movie starts. After several minutes of silence baring the movie she speaks again, "I heard Heather, and Ram, and Kurt, and Heather, and you…" suddenly no attention is being paid to the movie and Heather has all of Veronica's attention "all telling me to do it, that no one would miss me." She pulls away from the taller girl as if she had been physically burnt, a few tears slipping out.
"Hey, Heather," Veronica begins turning towards the other girl, "I'd miss you, okay?" She hugs her, "So, so much."
The blue girl feels more than sees the shorter girl shake her head, "I just want it to end, please, Ronnie, make it stop."
"I did too." The girl responds softly, Heather sits up and hesitantly Veronica slips her cardigan off and rubs at her wrists, revealing several small scars and two long ones going down three-fourths down each of her forearms. What scares Heather most is the three or four fresh cuts and two little burns littered amongst the healed scars.
"Ronnie," Heather half gasps leaning into the other girl and hugging her, "When?" She asks softly.
"A week before the end of Sophomore year, I was in the hospital until three days after the last day of school." She shakes her head, putting the cardigan back on, "Mac, please," she grabs a permanent marker from the table, grabbing the other girl's arm, writing a phone number that looks vaguely familiar to Heather on the yellow girl's arm, "If you ever feel like this again, no matter how late or early it is, no matter what's going on, I want you to call me, and I'll be there as quick as I can."
Ghosting her hand over the other girl's forearm, the yellow girl whispers, "You too, Ronnie."
"Okay." She whispers nodding slowly before hugging Heather again, pulling back only a bit, the blonde still resting her head on her chest as they turn back to the movie.
Several minutes later Veronica looks down to see Heather had fallen asleep, she gives a small smile, shifting a bit, careful not to jostle the other girl turning her attention back to the film.
She glanced this way, I thought I saw
And when we touched she didn't shudder at my paw
Running her hand through the blonde's hair she feels her fall deeper into sleep, a smile playing on her lips for the first time since Chandler's death.
No it can't be, I'll just ignore
But then she's never looked at me that way before
"Well, isn't this cozy?" Heather Chandler demands standing in front of her, "Never took you for a dyke, Veronica."
"I'm not." Veronica argues quietly, not wanting to wake the blonde by talking to her dead friend.
New and a bit alarming
Who'd have ever thought that this could be?
"Does JD know? You know, your boyfriend that helped you kill me."
"I'm just being a good friend." She looks down at the sleeping girl beside her, "She's going through a tough time."
"Denial's not just a river in Egypt, Sweetie."
True that he's no Prince Charming
But there's something in him that I simply didn't see
"I'm not in denial, I'm just-"
her retort is cut off by a banging on the door, Heather snaps up, "Who's that?" She asks softly
"Yeah, Veronica, who do you suppose it is?" Chandler asks behind her
"Let me go check." She responds standing and walking to the door, opening it to reveal her boyfriend in his signature trench coat, a smile on his face that slowly disappears as he sees Heather on the couch behind Veronica.
"Greetings and salutations, Veronica, I was worried when I didn't see you after the assembly."
"Yeah, I left." Veronica says leaning against the door.
"I figured. Can we talk, babe?"
"Yeah, I think we should." She turns to Heather, "Can you go call your parents, let them know you're staying here tonight."
"You… you were serious about that?" Heather asks standing.
"Yeah, I was," there's no way Veronica's letting her out of her sight if she has anything to say about it, "It's up to you, but please." She almost seems to deflate as the past weeks begin weighing on her more and that's more than enough to get Heather to nod, walking toward the kitchen as Veronica and JD step out onto the front porch.
"I'll admit, you had me worried with that little confession of yours but you pulled it off, best place to hide, right in plain sight." He smiles at her, taking a step forward as if to kiss her, she steps back.
"I didn't want to hide." She admits, at the revelation, JD steps away from her.
"Why'd you have to meddle with McNamara, one more dead Heather is a good thing, but not only did you stop her, you have her over here and are having her spend the night."
"No, she's my friend." One of the few I have left.
"Then why are we letting Duke live? The bitch that made McNamara want to kill herself! You see, nothing ever changes-"
"No, I've seen enough of your changes-" Veronica interrupts.
"So we're just going to let Duke run her mouth-"
"Just, don't talk over me." She sighs, "You promised me." She suddenly sees a glint at his waist, grabbing at it and pulling out "A gun!" Checking the magazine, "Why do you have a loaded gun? You promised me."
"It's a dangerous world."
"Yeah, because of you." She mutters "You know what, leave, and don't call me." She hands him the gun back to him, stepping back towards the door.
"Veronica." He sighs like she's a naughty child
"No, we're over." She responds opening the screen door. "You clearly have no concept of right and wrong."
"Oh come on," he begins, Veronica turns to face him, only for her eyes to be drawn to the gun's barrel, the loaded barrel aimed right at her chest. She freezes, convinced the white door behind her was about to be painted crimson, of course that would probably end all the murders in the school, so there's an upside. JD realizes why she froze, looking down at the gun he sighs, putting it back in his waistband, motioning for her to go in as he walks down the steps, she opens the door and slams it shut, using all three locks on the door without thinking about it.
"How'd your conversation go?" Heather asks from the couch.
Sighing, the taller girl shrugs, "I broke up with him." I wanted to confess to the multiple murders we'd committed in the past couple weeks, He didn't like the idea, he wanted you dead. He pointed a gun at me.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Ronnie." Heather stands and hugs her, only for Veronica to shake her head.
"It's fine, it's for the best." Maybe it'll get better now. "Let's finish this movie now, okay?"
"Yeah." Heather nods pulling her onto the couch and pressing play.
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