Bizarre circumstances

Yandere love(pt. 2)

There it is again, the blue flower. It glimmers so beautifully you can't help but smile. Until a black slithery force begins choking the flower's stem. You claw at you neck as you feel it's pain, you can't breathe. Something is calling for you to wake up, WAKE UP.

Your eyes burst awake you try to take in a breath but you can't. You're being suffocated by something, feeling your neck are some types of thing sharp strings around them. You can't break them off and they keep tightening. In a strained gasp she screams,

"C.O.D!" Y/ns stand comes out and punches the strings around her neck. Slowing down their speed, allowing for enough time to find scissors.

Yet, they don't work.
"S-shit..."  She runs quickly out of her room to Jotaros, knocking as strong as she can as her vision blurs.

"Are you crazy? It's 2 in the mor- "He stops dead in his tracks as he sees you struggling to breathe.

"STAR PLATINUM!" Star platinum grabs the strings and with slight struggle, is able to rip them off before taking his lighter and burning them.

"GAAASP- Oh my- oh my God." You say a bit hoarse.

"Are you alright?" He said while putting a hand on your shoulder.

"Oh yeah... just was being suffocated in my sleep... no biggie." You're still gasping for breath so you hold on his arm. He guides you over to a couch and turns on a lamp, and that's when you see. You see Jotaro in his pajamas, a plain white T-shirt and pajama pants.

"Wow Mr. Kujo you're ripped, teach me your regimen."

"I see you have your breath back."

"Nah you just took it away. Zing!" with finger guns.

But looking at his arms you see scars previously covered by his clothes. Some look like bullet wounds and some straight up cuts, or deep gashes. He notices you staring and turns his head away.

"They're old battle wounds."

"Huh? OH! I'm sorry I was staring... you don't need to tell me." You're kind embarrassed but to your surprise he continues talking.

"No. I'll tell you." He sat down next to you, and you listened as he told his journey to Egypt with his grandfather, French friend, a fortune teller, a smart ginger, and a dog. He would talk seriously, smile, reminisce, or grit his teeth in remembrance at the man DIO. His story was so good you almost brought the popcorn out, but it really helped in allowing you to understand some of his behavior and his reaction towards the name DIO. You felt empathy and
excitement at this journey, yet you also felt sad, feeling his sadness. You place a hand on his shoulder making his look at you funny.

"Um- thank you for telling me, it's a really cool story and I don't think you tell many people. But your scars also tell one. But it's definitely more believable than me coming from another world." You joked. Jotaro just huffs out a small smile and pats you on the head.

"We'll have Josuke heal you tomorrow, get some rest, I'll sleep on the couch tonight."
"But it's your room, I'll take the couch."
"Nope, with your neck wound you'd better take the bed. And no arguing." Jotaro just gets up takes a pillow and blanket and moves to the couch. You get up and get in bed.

"Good night Jotaro."

"Good night." You feel at your neck one last time, it hurts but you eventually drift off to sleep feeling safer.

The next morning you wake up rather late, looking at the time you freak out.

"Oh, crap school!" You yelling hurt so you hold you neck after while getting out of bed. 
"Hey I already called; you'll have a day off." Jotaro was already dressed and ready.
"Oh. Well I should probably go get ready anyways."