Inner Thoughts - Enoch O'Conner x reader

21. SPLAT! (don't worry it's just jelly)

Y/n pov

So we came up with a plan. It's really short. Mess with Enoch. It also includes me jumping off the roof and faking my death with a highly realistic mannequin stuffed with jelly and flour. Since Enoch has been in his room for days now he doesn't know that I can fly so we're using that too.

Ms. Peregrine called us all over for dinner. Enoch was sitting next to me for the first time in a week. My head hung low as I looked at Olive with the smallest smirk that only she could notice. I ate a sandwich about 20 minutes ago so it would appear as if I weren't hungry and picked at my food. I pushed out my chair and stood up, " I'm not hungry anymore."

We included Ms. Peregrine into the plan because she over heard our conversation. She politely dismissed me from dinner and I walked up the stairs and waited at the top so I could hear my cue.

Enoch pov

I think y/n left because of me. I know it was just a dream but when she shared her thought it felt so real. Horace looked at me very sarcastically, "what a gentleman. I wish I could make someone loose their appetite by walking into a room."

Why is he trying to piss me off? "Is it because you still love her? Or am I confusing y/n with Olive?" Horace continued. Now I'm really pissed off.

 I slammed my hands on the table, "Shut up! Shut up or I'll use you for spare parts!"

"Just like how you used me?" Olive asked. That's it I've had enough. I took my knife and shoved it straight into the table I pushed out my chair and stormed out as it fell over. Maybe I should leave this loop for good.

I walk up to my room and notice the door to the attic is open. I walk over to close it and notice there is a note written in y/n's hand writing.

Dear children and Ms. Peregrine,

I can't live like this anymore. The baby, the cheating, never being allowed to leave, Enoch, all of it. I'm sorry to end things this way. You'll see me in the lawn, or what remains of me.

My love to you all, except for Enoch

- Y/n

I ran down stairs with the note in my hand, "Ms. Peregrine! Y/n is on the roof!"

 She looked unfazed, " she's always up there. And you're always in the basement."

"But she's gonna jump! Read this, " I say frantically as she takes the note from my hand. She quickly reads it and ushers everyone outside immediately. I run outside to see her standing on the roof.

 "Y/n! Y/n please! Please don't jump!" I scream.

 "It's your fault Enoch!" She screams back, " I have to do this so you don't have to see me ever again! So there is no pain! So you can be with Olive!"

 "But I don't love Olive! I want to be with you!"

 "If you loved me and wanted to be with me why did you get with Olive?!"

She right, I don't know why I used Olive. I don't know why I thought she still loved me. I don't know why I thought I was good enough for her. I should be the one to jump, not her.

 "I'm sorry!!" I screamed again.

 'I'm sorry came too late,' she shared her thought with me one last time.

She walked to the other side of the roof, got a running start, and flung herself off. Her limbs flailed mid air and she landed head first with a slimy, sloppy, squishy, thud. I dropped to me knees and cried in a childlike pose. No one has ever seen me cry. It was very strange how everyone was staring at me but I didn't care. I just lost the one thing I loved the most in this whole loop. Olive and Emma actually tried comforting me. Millard looked away at the sight of his squashed daughter. The twins were hugging Claire and Bronwyn. Fiona buried her face into Hugh. Horace covered his mouth and Victor was shedding tears. I was still on the ground. I managed to get up somehow and I ran over and kneeled down next to her remains still crying. I reached out into the schlop and clutched it in my hands, the only thing I had of her physically. Victor ran over and picked me up and away from what I had left of her. I jumped out of his arms and kneed back down again. I cried over what was left of her.

 "Y/n, I'm so sorry," I said between sobs, "I knew you were gonna be mine when I first met you. I knew that I loved you from the moment I saw you. *sob* I never wanted this to happen. I cheated on you because I thought you were too good for me and I thought you should have a reason to leave me. But then I realized that I love you too much to let you go and now it's too late *SOB* I'm sorry that I love you and I'm sorry I love you came too late. *sobbity sob sob*"

 Y/n pov

After I threw the fake me and watched it splat, I waited for Enoch to not notice that I was still on the roof. I snuck back into the house and ran downstairs to the window in front of where "I" had landed. I heard the whole thing. I heard what he said. I heard what I meant to him. I started to cry too. I never knew how he really felt about me. Before now I thought I love you wasn't supposed to mean very much.

Fuck the plan.

I ran outside and stood behind a crouched Enoch crying like a troll. A little Scottish troll with hands covered in jelly. Emma saw me behind him as she was wiping his hands and mouthed to me,' Y/n! This isn't part of the plan!"

I ignored her and stood next to Enoch. "Maybe I love you isn't too late."

He looked up in shock and stood up slowly, "y/n? Am I dreaming?"

I shook my head with a teary smile, "I didn't jump. It was fake."

He grabbed my waist and picked me up. He spun me around a few times and kissed me with passion. He broke the kiss and immediately started yelling, "YOU FAKED YOUR OWN DEATH?! FOR FUN?!"

 "Yeah," I looked down for a second and back up at him again, "did you really mean it?"

 He looked at me with a puzzled look.

 "Did you really think I was too good for you?" He rubbed the back of his neck and nodded. I kissed him again, "Do you still think that now?"

"I think that I love you."

"I think that I love you too."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Time skip

After we cleaned up the jelly mess and probably scarred the little kids for life we are real dinner out at some restaurant on the island, making sure to be back by reset. Everyone was happy that we were together again, especially Claire, who we sort of adopted but she doesn't know that. Enoch always had a special place in his heart for Claire.

Claire likes to call him Noch-noch because when anybody knocks on his door he always answers with who's there. I thought that was so fucking cute. Enoch just calls her a princess. Or cupcake, but that was short lived (she said if I'm cupcake then your sugar daddy and we were both like hahaha absolutely not).

After the reset I couldn't sleep so I went downstairs to make myself some tea when I saw Horace holding a knife in front of a bloody Victor.

 "H-Horace?" I asked cautiously. I rubbed my eyes to see that no one was there and that I was all alone in the kitchen, by myself.