Louder than bombs, Jinx x oc fem reader

20. Glitter

A/N: IM BACK WEIRDOS! nice to see ya again! I've been doing so much better! Enjoy this short ass chapter 😌

Y/Ns pov.

I listened to my heart beating. Each beat at the same rhythm, same feeling, same time. It made me uncomfortable as I couldn't stop focusing on it, although I had a lot going on in my head, my thoughts were running, chasing, and outrunning each other. They wouldn't stop until I fall asleep which I wasnt able to do at the moment.

Even if I tried to take my mind to something else. As if grabbing it by its hand and forcing it to go forward I pushed it into my own mind. I was mad, yet, I felt...

Empty...

The emptiness made me go crazy. My skin felt painful. Not physically. But mentally. It annoyed me. I wanted to rip it off and get out of it, revealing the me that I truly was.

Yet, they were only thoughts.

This pain was worse than any other emotion. Sadness and emptiness. I'd never compare those two. Being empty feels not human. Not right.
So its hurts. It's getting hard to breathe.

In a minute Im sitting on the couch. After laying for so long and staring at the same spot for over three hours after I met the Sheriff, I didn't want to do anything, only disappear.

"You good, toots?!"

Adrenaline shuddered through my whole body at the sudden shout from Jinx's mouth and I jerked away at the sudden sink in the mattress beside me when she jumped onto the couch. Her hands held onto her knees while she folded her legs beneath her slender body.

"Gosh, Jinx...", my eyes closed for a moment as I let out a shaky breath. Bringing my hands to my face and rubbing them onto my rough skin from frustration," you can't just scare me like that".

I was thankful to not be alone, to stop those thoughts for a brief second. Maybe I should tell her? But what's the point in that. Im just going to make her all worked up and take the smile off her face. It will stress her out, upset her and I'll be a burden. Jinx wouldn't understand anyway, she will think Im weak. Not normal.

The blue-haired girl showed her teeth with her smile as if saying sorry, both of her shoulders shrugged. I only shook my head, forcing myself to act how I always do. That sweet smile of hers was beautiful. It made my heart warm up, perhaps even beat faster. No longer did I focus on my own heart beating though, it was just her now.  She felt like home. Like Im safe. As if she's all I need in this filthy and cruel world.

A tiny smile formed on my lips. Jinx only glanced at them once before running off to somewhere.

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"What's that?", I began opening my eyes but before I could do that Jinx hit my shoulder gently, telling me to close them if I don't want to ruin the makeup she was doing on my face while straddling my lap.

" shush, it's a surprise" she whispered as she was too focused on her actions. Her cold hands gripping my chin and keeping me in place didn't distract me from my thoughts now. All I could think about was Marcus. That was his name. The last time I saw him he was still young and only an enforcer. Always by my mother's side. I didn't pay a lot of attention when he got promoted.

I could feel Jinx's makeup brush make a line trailing down from my eyes to my cheeks. It was wet and cold, making me frown," Jinx, what is that?", I whined impatiently.

" give me a few seconds, toots! You don't wanna the surprise to be ruined now do you?", her stare was intense and I just shook my head slightly. With a satisfied smile, she continued.

After a couple of seconds, she began almost unnoticeably grinding onto my thigh. One of her hands was at my side for support, the other holding the brush near my face.

I would be lying if I said that I didn't want this. I was starting to get a little hot, she thought I wouldn't notice and that was cute. Yet, I couldn't take my mind off of Marcus, he was everywhere. I wanted to make his life miserable, but before doing that I gotta find out what happened to my mother.

A fake giggle left my lips "can I see now?".

Jinx nodded quickly a couple of times, holding the makeup brush to her chest and admiring her work. Her hand reached for the tiny broken mirror which rested on a wooden box beside the couch. She placed it in front of my painted face.

In the mirror, the first thing I saw was the liquid glitter. It was pained as if raindrops fell onto my pale cheeks. One side was pink and the other was blue. Just like Jinx's nails.

She waited for my answer, her smile growing bigger and bigger each second. Yet not a word from her mouth.

"it's pretty"

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Caitlyn's pov.

The metal elevator door of the prison opened slowly. And when I thought that I'll be swallowed by it my feet quickly carried me out and forward through the dark hall.

The lowest floor. Dark and cold. The paint on the walls was chipped. Making me wonder how bad this prisoner could be. What he might have done to be locked in this place. Most importantly why would he hurt the witness?

It was silent, yet the water dripping onto the cement floor could be almost muffled by someone's fists flying into a hard surface. Perhaps a wall. Punches were hard, slippery though. I could guess the prisoner was not trained with a proper technique.

I finally reached the cell, at the end of the hallway and where the sound of punches came from. My eyes peeked through the bars as I stood at a comfortable and safe distance. They fell onto a red-haired person who stopped punching the wall with silent pants. I stared, examining their figure, patiently waiting for them to turn around.

Seconds went by and the person- the woman, turned to look at me, not fully, only through her shoulder.

"Who the hell are you?"