My Crazy Love | Jotaro X Reader

Confrontation

[Y/N POV Continues]

This Dio guy might be creepy but he does look pretty hot. Not as much as Jotaro tho, he'll always be my number one. From today onwards I'll be hanging out with Dio instead of Saima and hope that Jotaro reacts in some way.

When I arrived at school, I ran towards Dio who was standing near the gate. Ignoring Saima. She looked flabbergasted but I had no other option. We walked into the school holding hands, causing everyone to fixate their gaze at us. Then I saw him at a distance and started feeling something in my chest. This time he looked at me, his face showed mark of confusion. I hope this is a sign that he cares about me.

Later that day, I and Dio ate together in the cafeteria. We purposely sat near JoJo's seat and it seemed like he was bothered by our presence as he left his seat after awhile. These reactions from him make me believe that he actually cares about me and our plan is working.

However, after school, Dio shocked me with his demand as he wanted me to pay him ten thousand dollars for his service today. I had no other choice but to pay because I needed to continue this fake relationship until the plan had finished.

Days after days, we kept playing the roles of fake lovers. At first, JoJo used to look at me with concern, his eyes tried to tell something to me. But with time, he started to care less about our relationship. With time, Dio's demands were getting crazier too. I couldn't keep up with his lavish demands but he would threaten to end the relationship.

All of these things made me anxious and I didn't have my bestie to ask for help. She would always comfort and relax me but I couldn't contact her because of the plan. My mental health was getting worse day by day, I was craving for his warmth really bad.

I wish he could see my tears.
I wish he could see that I was cutting myself.
I wish he could see my love.
I wish he could embrace me.
I just wish he could tell me that everything was gonna be alright.

But none of that happened. I kept drowning deeper into the depths of my despair.