Maddy Perez X Male Reader - Tumblr Posts

I wouldn't mind if there's a book about this cause this is fire🥰

if you're feeling it you don't have to at all, but could you write maddy x male reader, where basically someone hurt maddy in some way (you can decide what they did) and the reader retaliates and like beats them up severally or something and gets arrested, and maddy comes up with some plan to make the reader innocent and get them released

Love the request!

𝐒𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐓𝐨 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐧 || 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐳

Pairings: Maddy Perez x Male Reader

Summary: It was supposed to be a normal day. Go to school, get through it with Maddy by your side, and then go home where you were sure to have Maddy with you even then. But all it takes is one guy to make one wrong move for something to snap inside of you. Turns out, jumping someone with your friends is bad enough to land you in a holding cell.

Warnings: Violence, broken bones, sexual assault, faces getting slammed against concrete, and fluff (?)

Words 3029

“Do you know if we've got a test today?" Maddy's question had you grinning in amusement, glancing over at your girlfriend who sat in the passenger seat. She was rummaging through her bag like a madwoman, seemingly looking for the notes for one of the classes she suspected would be needed for this test.

"It depends," you replied. "What class are talking about?"

That earned a whine in return, which made you chuckle softly at your girlfriend's suspense. “There’s no test, baby,” you paused. “Maybe.”

She swiftly hit you in the arm, biting back a smile as she shook her head. “You can be a real dick, you know that?”

As you two came to a red light, you leaned over to her and cupped her face. Peppering her face in kisses, earning a giggle as her face scrunched up. Never having gotten used to the infinite amount of love you held for her.

Your guys’ relationship was a far different experience from what Maddy had been accustomed to. You worshipped her as if she was some sort of goddess and you spoiled her. Sure, she was spoiled by Nate, but you were different. So different, in fact, that you became her addiction. Wanting your praise, attention, and love every second she spent with you.

At the start, she sought you out for sex. Seeking to get over Nate. Who better than one of his best friends? And when you told her you didn’t care for his opinion and wasn’t scared, she swears she fell in love with you right there and then. But she never would admit that. She preferred the idea that it had been your charm and gentleman aspects that hooked her in.

But she fell in love with you because everyone was scared of Nate. No one dared test the boy as his father was influential in East Highland. Your parents were as well, but your dad was the Sheriff and your mom was a lawyer. Even your uncle was a boxer and had gone pro for a little while before retiring because of prostate cancer. So, all of those combined made you just as dangerous as Nate, maybe even more.

She had only caught wind of you because of the countless fights you had been in. Having seen you run to Nate’s call and almost smash a kid's head through a car window. She’d seen it all and knew you were on your final strike. One more fight, one more out-of-line action, and you were gone.

Underneath that rough and tough exterior was the truest part of you and Maddy was sure she was the only person to ever see it. You showed it all to her the first night you guys went out on a little hangout at the diner. Neither of you said it was a date, but both of you knew the true intentions that underlie. But Maddy doesn’t know how long she sat there and just listened. Attention focused solely on you and nothing else, not even her phone. She got to hear all about your personal life troubles, your dreams after school, and what you had planned further.

Nate had never done that with her. Never just sat and talk about either of their dreams. But like before. You were different. And so far, she was very much liking different.

Showing up at school, you two walked done the halls, in a very engaging conversation about this show Maddy had been talking about. Your arm wrapped around her shoulders and pulled softly into your side. She liked it. It made her feel safe with you being near.

You two stood and talked by her locker for the remaining time you guys had. Even having Rue and Jules come by and talk for a little. It was another day, but something seemed just a bit better. Maybe it was the fact that you were in a good mood. That you hadn’t had been berated by your father about being on your best behaviour. Or your mother telling you to pay attention in class.

And it stayed that way for a good while. You went through your classes with ease and a surprisingly good amount of attention. Taking notes and everything. You felt like a goddamn stranger. But all it took was a quick text from Jules for everything to change.

 Jewels: come to the girl's bathroom! Something happened in gym class!

That nearly had you bolting out of your classroom, ignoring your teacher's calls. It had to be about Maddy. Jules wouldn’t be texting you if it was anything else. People knew better than to risk your last chance at Highland over something meaningless.

Coming to the bathroom doors, you knocked twice and pushed it a crack. “It’s, Y/n!” You announced. “Can I come in?”

 “Yeah!”

Stepping inside, you immediately spotted Maddy with tears streaming down her cheeks. Jules beside her, trying to console the Latina girl the best she could. But damn well knowing that you would be the best person with the task.

You rushed over. “Hey, hey, hey,” you soothed. “It’s okay, Mads. It’s okay, I’m here.” Your arms encased her small frame as she hugged you instantly. Face buried in your chest as one of your hands stroked her hair. Knowing that it helped her relax and fall asleep.

Glancing at Jules, she understood the silent question and sighed. “Martinez…” she paused, nibbling on her bottom lip. “Touched Maddy.”

Maddy felt your body tense. The faintest change in the air turned to a vastly thick tension that made it harder for her to breathe. She knew how protective you could get with people you cared about. You’d beaten the living shit out of someone, who mentioned the tiniest bit of Rue relapsing when she came back. And back then, you two didn’t know one another. You were a dangerous human being, willing to risk everything for your pack of friends. And even more for her.

She knew this, finding that one thing to differentiate between you and Nate. Because while you could still be as violent as Nate, you did it under justified reasons. If you weren’t in control of something, you shrugged it off. You continued on with your day, with her, and didn’t let it gnaw away at you like some sort of sickness. But when you did feel threatened or the ones around you, you went ballistic. So, she could only imagine what you were feeling with her now involved.

“He still in the gym?” Jules silently nodded, already dreading the inevitability of your anger being put out through your firsts.

But you could barely get far before Maddy caught your wrist. “Don’t, Y/n,” she pleaded. “Don’t waste your last strike on him. He isn’t worth it. Just stay here with me.”

And you listened. Holding her close and thanked Jules for her help. You and Maddy stayed there for a while, sitting close at lunch where you stalked your prey; Martinez. His little group of friends talking and laughing about something you didn’t give a shit about. His eyes came to yours once, giving you a polite smile and wave, which you fakely returned. And when he would look away, your whole expression would drop.

You were contemplating killing him. Would that be so bad though? Would the world mourn his death? Would the world suffer if it had one less body to gift oxygen to? You sure didn’t think so, and that’s where your plan came into play. And your small group of friends from the basketball team were in on it too. Having had your back since you and Maddy got together where Nate had been harassing the both of you.

Everything was laid out and it was just a matter of waiting. The route that Martinez took home was long and one of your friends, Jasper, had heard the kid would be staying late to catch up on homework. What a perfect day for you.

It was around 8 PM when you saw Martinez leaving the school. A steady jog was in place as he walked along the sidewalk in the direction of his home. No one was out at this time. Only a few cars passed as the street lights flickered on. He glanced up momentarily and kept his casual pace.

Rounding the corner of the street he lived on, the trees that lined the edge of the road on either side plunged him into shadows. He whistled as the sound of car doors opening got his attention. Brushing it off as nothing, he continued walking until he glanced over his shoulder. And by then, it was far too late for him to react.

Something hit him in the shin, a bat maybe? What he did know was that his leg seared in pain as he crumbled to the ground. And then, he was kicked on by multiple people. It was hard to keep track as they just hit him again, and again, and again. Leaving him a groaning and crying mess.

“That’s enough!”

Martinez writhed on the concrete as his body was inflamed in discomfort by the pain that shocked across his body. You found it pleasing to see the kid in so much agony. It amused you even. Watching him try and crawl away, weakly call for help when it didn’t matter. By the time you were done with him, he would be breathing out of a fucking tube.

“You guys get home,” you told your five friends. “I’ll get a ride from someone.”

They all nodded, walking away and hopping into Jasper’s car and driving off. You grabbed Martinez by the collar of his shirt and made him look at you. His eyes lit up in realization, and before he could even speak, you punched him in the face.

“Ah, fuck!” He cried out, spitting up blood.

“You know me?” You growled, ignoring his exclaim. “Hmm? You know me?”

He gave a weak nod. “So, you know my girlfriend, right?” You interrogated. “Maddy Perez? The girl you touched in gym class today?”

“I didn’t touch her, dude!”

The reply he got was rolling him onto his stomach. Placing one knee on his back and the other on his left arm. You grabbed his hand, growling at his resistance. You took ahold of his index finger and began to pull it back.

His pained cry was ignored as you placed more of your weight onto his back. Slowly restricting the amount of air he could take into his lungs. “Did you touch her?”

“No!”

 SNAP!

You pressed his face into the concrete harshly when he screamed out in agony. “You have 9 more fingers, Martinez!” You told him over his screams. “You wanna see what I can do in that time?”

When he didn’t answer, you grabbed a large chunk of his hair and slammed his face into the concrete. Jaw clenched tight as you watched the dirty grey concrete begin to become a splotch of red.

After his cries stopped, you lifted his head and brought your lips close to his ear. “Tell me the truth or I swear…” you let out a dark laugh, one that had Martinez quivering in fear, “I will fucking break you. I will fucking kill you.”

There was a pause, a moment where you thought you would have to break another one of his fingers, but he uttered quietly, “I did it.”

With that, your hands clenched tighter in his hair. Wanting nothing more then to beat this kid to the inch of his life. Make him regret ever looking in Maddy’s general direction. Or even thinking about laying a finger on her.

But the police lights and sirens stopped you. Standing to your feet as the police doors swung open. “Get your hands behind your head and kneel!”

Silently, you followed the orders. Going through the motions with your head turned towards Martinez, who laid weakly with another police officer kneeling over him. Cuffs captured your wrists with a bite and you were lifted to your feet. You were shoved into the cruiser where you stared blankly ahead. Not even the tiniest bit bothered by the predicament you were now stuck in. You would find a way out.

You always did.

Heels clicked across the tiled floor of the hospital. The halls were empty as the girl approached the hospital room she got from the front desk. Maddy couldn’t help but smirk at the thought. People were too easy to manipulate.

When she came to the hospital room door, she peeked inside. Finding that it was empty, Martinez was awake with his focus on his book. His nose was broken with a bandage around his head. His left index finger was bandaged where it rested on his left thigh. Served you right,” she thought before entering the room.

Her presence shocked Martinez, but he couldn’t grasp it before Maddy was speaking. “I know you’re planning on pressing charged to, Y/n,” she said. “But I wouldn’t do that if I were you.”

“Why not?” He spat. “Your psycho boyfriend did this to me. He nearly killed me.”

His words didn’t even look to bother Maddy even the tiniest. Instead, pulling out her phone and seeming to be searching for something. “You know, Cassie Howard?” She asked. “The girl you’ve been pining over for, like, what? 5 months?”

Martinez could only swallow the lump in his throat as she nodded with a hum. “Well, I know you sent her dick picks,” she announced. “And I know you’re planning on trying to go to Harvard after you finish high school. Look, at you. Shooting high.” She mocked with a smirk.

“But I wouldn’t be here for no good reason, no, I would have to be here for something important, right?” Martinez gave a stiff nod, fear engulfing his bloodstreams like a drug or shot of adrenaline.

She showed her phone to him, his eyes widening at the picture; his dick pic. “How the hell did you get that?” He asked, eyes flickering between the phone and the girl standing at the end of his bed.

“Well, I’m best friends with Cassie and we practically tell each other about everything,” she briefly explained. “So, it came as no surprise to me that she had your dick in her phone.”

Maddy looked at the phone with a disgusted look. “So fuckin’ tiny,” she muttered before shaking her head and stuffing her phone back in her pocket. “You have two options, you drop the charges. You confess that you started the fight and touched me. That way, you take all of the punishment and more, while Y/n walks out of the police station freely.”

The boy clenched his jaw, swallowing the cement in his throat as he shifted in his bed. “And the other?”

Ever so slightly and hauntingly, Maddy’s lips curled into an evil grin. She had never admitted to you or anyone for that matter, but she was willing to do anything for you. Perhaps you may have gotten that sense the moment you two started dating. But she doesn’t think you knew how much she would do to keep you safe and with her.

A bit obsessive, but she had been bending over backwards to get all this incriminating evidence collected. Having to dance around Cassie’s questions as to why she needed the picture. But she knew you would do the same for her. That clear understanding made it easy for her to decide to do this, despite it also putting her in the hot seat with you.

“I send this to every large figure in Harvard,” she answered, grinning wider when she heard Martinez suck in a harsh breath. “All with the click of a button, your entire future is gone. So, what’s it going to be, Marti?”

There was a brief point of silence where the boy seemed to outweigh his options. It wasn’t a hard decision. Either way, he was getting the shit end of the stick. One was less worse than the other, and did he even have a choice? No. Absolutely not.

When there was no response, Maddy sighed. “You don’t have to answer now, but I suggest doing it in the next hour,” she stated. “I’ll know which one you decide.”

And with that, she left the room. Leaving Martinez to sit there, heart thundering against his fractured ribs.

The silence wasn’t even the tiniest bit bothering. You found entertainment in the drunk man in the same holding cell as you. Singing slurred words of a song you couldn’t decipher.

You bent your neck to the side, face scrunching up at the painful crack. Sighing as the sound of feet approaching filled your ears. The sound of keys jingling before a door opened. A police officer stepped inside with a deep glare set on you, then Maddy stepped inside.

Her lips were curled into a mischievous grin that made your heart warm. If you’d been honest, you hadn’t been expecting her. Maybe your mother and father, but not Maddy. She was a special little gift handed to you.

 “Your free, L/n,” the police officer announced, unlocking the cell door. “I suggest avoiding your dad. He might kill you if he sees you.”

You didn’t humour the man with a response, only walking out of the holding area with your hand interlocking with Maddy’s. Thankfully, you got out of the police station without being spotted by your father. But there was no saving you when you got home, that was for sure.

Getting into Maddy’s car, she could barely say or do anything before your lips were crashing against hers. A moan vibrating through her and being swallowed by you. “I fucking love you.”

That made her smile into the kiss, hand pressing to your shoulder. “Not even going to ask how I got you out?”

You couldn’t contain the large grin that pressed itself to your lips. No matter how crazy you or Maddy was, you two were made for another. And you weren’t ever planning on letting her go.