Owner Of A Lonely Heart (Reader x Jojo's Bizzare Adv: Vento Aureo)

4- Stands

*Trigger warning*

At the crack of sunrise, you dragged out the heavy limp body that was your father's. Surprisingly, he wasn't even that heavy. Perhaps malnutrition has finally came upon him from that disgusting diet of coffee, drugs, amd cigarette he has. You still don't have the energy to dig up a 6ft hole into your nice backyard so you just decided to come back into the bloody room.

You somewhat still couldn't accept this, 'is Mother actually dead?' and 'she couldn't be dead! She was just alive yesterday!' were the stuff that went through your mind for a couple hours.

"Ma, wake up." you mumbled dully with a frown.

"Wake up."

"Wake up."

The woman stayed silent, and that made you aggravated from anxiety and guilt. So you stood up, and paced around in the bloody room, "What do I do now?"

"What do you do now indeed."

It made you stop.

"Huh?"

Tall, pale, crimson irises and black sclera.

That man from a month ago was there, sitting on the windowsill.

"Am I dead now?" you were starting to think you're driving insane, or maybe hallucinating.

"Still not dead," the man hopped down from the windowsill and into the room, "look at that," he mumbled as he scanned over the bodies.

*Krrch*

What the hell was that noise?

"Looaaaad," A tiny, high-pitched voice groaned.

"What in the world...?" Now you're certain you had gone insane.

"Look closely at that wound, can you see it?" The mystery man pointed to a stab wound on Mother's stomach. At said wound, small silver creatures wiggled and wobbled and groaned the word 'load'.

"What the flip?" you tried rubbing your eyes and did a double check, and what a surprise, the creature still wobbled around on the woman's wound.

"You could see it," the man frowned, and suddenly, those small odd creatures dissipates into thin air.

"Does that means I'm finally insane?" you didn't know how to feel about all this, "or am I in limbo right now? Death is upon me?"

"No, you're not going crazy," the man shook his head that was adorned with a very, very weird and jingly hat, "it means you have an ability called 'Stand'

"Those small creatures you saw just now was one of those 'Stands'," he continued, pulling out a Nokia from his pocket (e-mailing someone from the looks of it), "Stands are manifestations of your soul. A physical form of your mind that can only be seen by yourself and other 'Stand users'. Stand user attracts other stand users, so having a stand also brings great power and great danger to you.

"And now I must ask you to show me your stand," The mystery man finished, shutting down his phone and pocketing it once more.

"... Pardon?" you were overwhelmed by all this information. You didn't even get a wink of sleep yesterday because of all the pain and weird stuff that happened.

"A stand, you must've had one," He frowned, you could only frown back, but in confusion instead.

The man sighed, "okay, then tell me how everything went yesterday."

You frowned deeper if it's even possible, "So last night, I woke up because of a terrible pain below my left lung, then I couldn't sleep, then I threw up, and went to the kitchen to drink-"