𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘐𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵

'.Stressed Out.'

TW: Brief Mentions of negligence, Angst, slight abuse, Daddy Issues & Lack of Stability.

(If Any of you are sensitive on this topic, it's completely okay to not read it.)

The Time Me And Dooka met a Crazy capybara: book 5, part 6.

W/ Kennon, Julian, Jace, Karis, Mya & Sgt. Rudo.

Setting: In the semi-destroyed army barrack with limited lighting, all asleep in sleeping bags messily scattered across the floor.

No One's POV/3rd person:

Mya Had groggily woken up from slumber, as it's been a long day yesterday... new member, Kennon's return, Karis And Jace Drama.. Everything was just chaotic. 'Welp, I guess today's a fresh start.' Mya had thought to herself whilst stretching. She scanned the others who were still in deep sleep. She checked the time and saw it Was Only 6:00 In the morning, she shakes her head. 'I'm the only one awake, Really?' Mya thinks as she's full of annoyance. She was always one to wake up early, even before the apocalypse and everyone would question her either verbally or mentally. Though She never really cared. She never really cared about anything in general, unless it's either serious or threatening herself or people close to her. For example, Like the capybaras. And Julian's Attack that he still hasn't fully recovered from. She just sat there, bored. Not knowing what to do, since it's sort of hard to do anything when you're the only one awake and also trying not to wake everybody up at the same time. At Least she thought she was, until She saw Someone Sitting up in their sleeping bag as well, not too far from her.. Though it was still very hard to see who it was. She had thought it was Julian or kennon, But Julian was next to her and kennon was sleeping next to that person, whoever it was. '...Who is that? It can't be a stranger or anything, right?' Mya thinks apprehensively and full of dread at the thought of yet another action-packed attack this early in the morning. It was a Scenario she'd rather not think about right now. Soon she finally gathered the courage to Get up and walk over quickly but quietly. Last thing she wants is to startle whoever this person was and have them freaking out. Mya sits next to them, and the person in question didn't flinch, let alone say anything or move at all. The two of them had just sat there, until Mya finally looked at the person. It was Jace, Who looked dazed and completely lost in thought. Mya cleared her throat, and Jace slowly looked towards her. "Oh, Um. Hey." Jace says in a blunt, monotone tone of voice. Mya waves awkwardly. "I guess you're awake too?" Jace says and mya nods curtly. "It's Been a rocky road. For me at least... What about you?" Mya finally spoke To Jace after moments of non-verbal communication on her end. "..." Jace's eyes darted to the side, going silent. "I could say the same." Jace mumbled, then looked away. "...Mhm." Mya agrees, then looks down at her hands. "Do you have family out there, looking for you?" Mya asks. Jace Freezes.

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Jace's POV:

That hit me like a rock. 'Family.' The word rings in my head multiple times. I gulp. "...I..." I start, but I can't manage to get the words out. "I don't.." I look down. "I Don't know." I sigh, as the death of my grandfather briefly grazed my mind. He was the one that really took me in, made me feel safe. As Much as I hated feeling Vulnerable... he was the only person I could have really felt comfortable and be myself around. I know my parents... my parents are probably still alive, too. Though I'm not so sure about my dad. I wouldn't want to talk to him even if he was alive out there... not after how he treated me and my mom and all my other family members.. He wasn't all that bad when I was younger. He always rejected my little gifts or presents for him on little occasions like Father's Day. I'd give him a Card, paper in her house or the official cards at the store. and all he'd say was 'Don't waste our resources like that.' Then it would always end up in the trash or in the fireplace. We never celebrated christmas, same goes for the whole 'sending the letter to santa' thing. He always crushed my dreams. I wanted to be a Soldier. but he'd say that's only for men and girls aren't worthy of stuff like that and go on a huge rant and most of the time it'd always end up with me crying in my room. It may seem stupid but it goes much, much further than just my dream career getting shut down. I felt weak for being discouraged so easily and I always wanted to be seen as a person that can handle alot more burden than most people, though I have to do that anyway all day. The whole reason Why I ended up with my grandfather was not just only the apocalypse, that was just One of the things I tell people, but it's also because of my lack of stability. I realize how quiet I've been being and how Mya's just staring at me, waiting for an answer patiently. "You don't have to say anything if you don't want-" "No, no. It's Fine.. just give me a minute." And so then mya quietly nods and waits for me. I inhale. "I May have a family out there that I might end up reuniting with soon, Well if I ever do-" I start "But It doesn't necessarily mean that I want to Meet them again." I fiddle with my hands, Looking down as Mya stares... And It makes me squirm and not know what to say or do. "..." Mya just keeps staring. Until I feel a pair of arms tighten around me suddenly which makes me jump. "...I don't know what you're going through. I May never be able to relate to you on a personal level.." Mya starts. "But I'll be here. So will kennon and the others." Mya says, then slowly retracts seconds later as she averts her gaze to the wall. I'm lost for words. No one's hardly ever done that. "Oh, Wow. Thank you.. I uh- I guess." I stutter, as a jumble of words escapes, out of order and bamboozling. I know mya might've not understood what I have said, but she only nods. The Snoring had died down so now we both realize everyone's probably awake. "Welp, We have a lot of things we gotta tackle today. Just so you know.." Mya stood up, pointing to me. "You can tell me anything." Mya says then walks over to the cluster of people I may start to see as Family.

To Be Continued

Word Count: 1199

A/N: Jace's Backstory is a true thing that may be happening to anyone, so if any of you are going through anything.. whether it that or anything else or something simple that may see dumb or stupid.. feel free to vent or talk to me. - Author