Jelix oneshots

Death brought me

(Warnings: mention of death / mention is suicide/nsfw)
Sorry for any typos
And sorry if this is confusing I didn't read this through ahahah

Third person:

Jack exhaled as he sat down infront of his best friends grave. Linda Thompson.

The sun was setting, it's been..two months since she passed.

"hi." Someone said. Jack flinched and quickly looked to where he heard the voice. Another male, sitting on his knees.

Infront of a grave.

"Oh..hi!" Jack smiled softly as he took a glance at the grave the guy was sitting at.

Heather Kranken
A loving mother
1898 - 1936

"Hm.." Jack hummed slightly, looking at the guy.

"what's your name?" Jack asked, watching the younger male look at him. "Felix..you?"

"Jack." Jack smiled lightly as Felix nodded.

He had brown fluffy hair, black and white clothes with..stains of some sort.. he had black framed glasses, but the bottom there wasn't, it was just the lens.

    "So..what are you doin here?" Felix asked, he seemed a lot happier since jacks been talking to him.

   "My uh..friend passed away..a couple months ago..we were good friends. We actually Uh—met in a coffee shop." Jack chuckled.

   Felix nodded and fixed his shirt. "I'm glad you talked to me..I haven't had a conversation with anyone in years..any time I try they always scream and run away.." Felix chuckled sadly as he scratched his neck.

   Jack looked at him oddly. "What do you mean?"

   "it's complicated..listen I hope I see you again sometime." He said, standing up. Jack stood up, confused. "But wait I-" Jack glanced down at the grave before looking back up to that gu—

   "Where did you go?" He asked, twisting around.

   He's gone.

——

    Jack went home, and immediately pulled out his laptop, looking up Heather Kranken.

   Maybe there was some information on her that is making Felix still visit.

   "fuck she died in 1936..I don't understand." Jack muttered to himself as he exhaled.

   Maybe he would be there tomorrow..

——

7am. Jack parked his car and immediately got out, walking to Linda's grave.

5 minutes.
10 minutes.

Jack sighed..maybe he was—

"Hello again!" Felix smiled brightly as he looked at jack. Jack looked at him and nodded. "Yeah..l-listen I just have a question if it's alright with you.."

"Okay! Uhm..go on." He replied, sitting down on the ground. Jack sat down as well, crossing his legs as he looked at Felix—-who didn't change his outfit.

"Why are you here..I-I mean—here. Like at the cemetery." Jack said, and hearing Felix's soft sigh it wasn't a good reason.

"I'm..sorry maybe I shouldn't of-"
"No! No it's..Hmm.." he smiled softly. "..it's alright..just—difficult to explain."

"I'm here for stories, I love them." Jack said, locking eyes with Felix who smiled lightly.

"I'm Uh..well this is my mother." He said, gesturing to the grave.