The Fifth VK (Story × Reader)

8.

Next thing I know, we are all sitting at a picnic table. It was quiet. No one had anything to say. Only thoughts. Jay sat on top of the table. I was sitting next to him, but on the bench. Mal sat next to me. Evie and Carlos were on the other side. Ben came walking up to us in a chippy mood. I knew who the next person was that I was going to hit. Then, Rupert for fun. "Hey, guys," He clapped his hands to get our attention. "How is everyone?" He asks. Jay's back was turned to him. "Yeah?" He walks around to Jay. He placed his hand on his shoulder. "Hey, listen. Forget about it. All right? It was nothing. Forget about it. Let it go." I started to search my body for something. Ben looked over at me. "Oh, oh, you guys! I can't remember why I was mad and hurt. I just forgot about it! I let it go! Thanks so much, Ben. I lost it." I say with a smile. At least I can still fake it until I make it. Ben placed a hand on my shoulder. "I'm sorry, ok. Tomorrow, after the coronation, I promise everything will be okay." He placed his hands on Mal's shoulders and brought his face close to hers. "I have to go." He wispers. "I'll see you guys later." He says and walks away. Doug comes to us. "Listen, Evie, I wanna talk about earlier today. I just -"
"Doug!" Chad calls for him. Doug stops and looks back at him. "It's my fault, Doug. I'm so sorry." Evie says. "No, it's mine."
"Doug!" He calls again. I turn back to face him. "Nice shiner!" I call to Chad. He looks at me upset. "What?" Doug asks. "Doug." Evie calls. "I'm sorry. I can't." He says. And walks away. Evie shoves her food away, upset. "Evie, I'm s -"
"How long does she think that's gonna last?" I hear Audrey say behind me. Jane was right next to her. "Mal, is just the bad girl infatuation." She finishes. "Yeah, I mean, he's never gonna make a villain a queen." Jane adds. Audrey and Jane both cackle. I would refer to them as witches, but that's a compliment where I'm from. Jay looks at me. We both were filled with rage and empathy for our friends. "Do it." I wisper at Mal. She had her hand on her spellbook. She was debating on doing it. She side eyed me. I nodded my head. She picked it up and flipped to the page. I smirk. "Beware, forswear, undo Jane's hair." She swishes her finger around. I await to be pleased. A scream comes from behind us. I smile brightly. Jay just watched her freak out. The other girls around her started to laugh. We all stand up to face them. "There's a lot more where that came from." Mal threatened. "Excuse me, who do you think you are?" Audrey asked. She placed her hand on her hip. "Does it look like I'm kidding?" Audrey's smile dropped. Mal started to flip through her book again. Everyone started to run away from us. Mal slammed the book shut. She turned around to us. "I'm really looking forward to tomorrow." She stated. "Let's grab that wand and blow this popsicle stand." She finishes. We started to walk away.

I walked into the school. My rage was still active. Everyone stared at me. I could careless like normal. I walked into my dorm. I needed out of this stupid dress. I wanted something that showed my rage, yet it was cute. I grabbed the last dress in my bag. [In the picture] It was perfect. I quickly changed. I looked down in my bag. It had my mother's dagger inside. My jaw drops when I see it. There was a piece of paper next to it. I dropped to my knees. I hold it up. I look at my reflection through the blade. It was beautiful. How did she keep it so clean. I observed the details of the handle. I place the dagger next to me. I pick up the note.

《Dear flower, I know we won't be able to see each other for a while, but I want you to go anyway. You need to experience the beauty of tasteful food and nice clothes. I can't give you that here. Seeing what a beautiful daughter that I raised alone becomes something great is the only thing I ask for in return. I give you my dagger. It's the one I used on that thief years ago. Avenge me, daughter, and I will always be proud of you. I want you to kill their child, Y/n. Don't let me down. Mother loves you most!》

I dropped the piece of paper when I finished it. How could she ask that of me? I mean, it's not like she knows I've become friends with him. I started to get a headache again. There was a knock on the door. I jumped. It's Rupert. I bet it's Rupert. I grabbed the dagger. More tears were racing down my face again. I stand up and place it behind my back. They knock again. I slowly walk back over to the door. With my free hand, I open the door. It was Jay. The tears started to flood. "Y/n, Y/n, what happened?" He asks and walks in. I started to stumble. My stomach was in knots, and my stress levels were high. "Jay," I say in a wisper. "Why are you holding a dagger?" He asks me. I drop the dagger and fall onto him. He grabs my arms to steady me. I started to ugly cry. "Jay, it's all falling apart." I say. He looks at me. "Here, sit down." He walks me to Evie's bed. "What do you mean?" He says and sits next to me. "I don't know anymore. I'm losing it, Jay. The man that I love is the same guy I'm supposed to murder for my mother. And I want to, but I'm not. Or I am, I just won't. I don't know anymore." I repeat. I gasp and bring my hand to my mouth. "I just said I loved him, Jay! I didn't even know that! It just slipped. I'm going to have to kill the man I love." I cry again. Jay doesn't say anything. "Y/n, I don't - I'm not good at this." He admits. I look at him, and a small smile grows. I giggle and sniffle. "Right. This is my first time breaking down on you, I guess." I wipe my snot with my hand. "You know, I'd do anything for you. I just don't know how to help you with this." Another laugh escapes me. "No, I get it. I'm glad you listened to me, though. This helped me. You're still useful, Jay." I tease. He slightly relaxes. "I wish I could help more, Y/n." I sniffle again. "That's ok. A hug would help, though?" I offer. Maybe I like physical touch more than I lead on. He gave me a smile and hugged me. He released me from his embrace. I sniffle again. "What are you going to do?" He asks me. I snicker again through my tears. "I'm not sure, really."
"Maybe you could talk to somebody." I shake my head. "No, I already know my only option. It's just going to hurt." I say. He doesn't know what to say about it. He knows that I'm backed into a corner. I sigh. I look over at Mal's bed. Her spellbook was on it. I look back at Jay. "Will you help me with something?"
"Anything."

I was flipping through pages of the spellbook. Jay was pacing the floor. "So you want to what?" He asks me. "I'm looking for a spell that will help ease the pain of killing Rupert." I look back down at the book. "Reverse time, no, erase memory, not helpful, sleep like death, he's a prince." I look up. "You know, this is just what I get for disobeying my mother. I fall in love, she wants me to kill him. Yay!" I say with an attitude. "Anything?" Jay asks. "Nope. WAIT!" I stop flipping the pages. "A loathing spell. It's a recipe. 'This spell will make whoever they love, turn to hate them.' It's perfect!" I exclaims. "Any side effects?" He asks. I read on. "Just rage."
"If you say so.." Jay says. I grab a piece of paper to write down the recipe. "Alright. Let's go."

We walk into the kitchen. "Ok, you get the ingredients. I'll get the measurements." I say. "Got it." I hand him the paper.
I made the dough, and I was stirring it. I never realized how quiet it got. "So..." Jay says while tossing a carrot in the air. I sigh. "What?"
"Nothing, I was just thinking."
"Oh..." I never felt more awkward around Jay. "Nice punch on Chad earlier." He says. I smile, rethinking that moment. The moments before that started to fill my head. My smile fades. "Thanks."
"You can't get it out of your head either?"
"No." I guess he saw my smile leave me. He sighs. "Do you ever wonder what we would be like if our parents were someone different?" He asks. I added the last ingredient. "No. Because my parent is Mother Gothel. I don't know my dad." He sighs. "I guess you're right." Carlos walks in the kitchen. "What are you guys doing?" He asks. "Late night plotting?" I say. He looks confused. "I have to kill the man I love. Shall I spare the details?" I asks. "Yes, please." He says. "What are you doing here?" Jay asks. He sighs. "I can't sleep. I'm afraid of what my mother is going to do to Dude." He admits. I started to scoop the cookies out and place them on a pan. "Sorry, C." I say. He jumps up on the counter. "Do we really have to go through with this?" He asks. Jay looks down. We all were feeling vulnerable. "This isn't up to us. We're VKs. This was our purpose. To avenge our parents. I don't know if I want to do this either. I wish we had another option." I place the last of the dough on the pan. My nerves were still shot. My stomach still felt stiff. I placed the cookie dough in the oven. I wish we all had another way. It went quiet between all of us. Jay jumped off the counter. "I don't - I don't enjoy hurting people." Jay says. We look at him with sympathy. "I mean, yeah, I can get carried away, but... I-I just thought you guys should know that." He says his peace. I feel another tear make its way across my face. "You have nothing to explain yourself for, Jay. Chad was just being Chad. A complete dushbag." I comfort him. He still looks down ashamed. The oven goes off. I take the pan out, wearing the oven mitts. "I think I'm gonna go to bed." Carlos says, walking away. I run over to him and hug him. He was very surprised, but he eventually hugged me back. "I'll help protect Dude from your mother. I promise, Carlos. I know how much he means to you." My eyes filled with tears. He hugs me tighter. "Thank you, Y/n. Thank you." We sob on each other for a second. I could feel Jay was feeling a bit alone. "And I'm so proud of you, Jay." I look up at him. He looks at me. "You knucklehead. You're so strong and never show weakness to your greatest enemies. You're someone I look up to." He had a smile grow on him. "Thanks." He says. I laugh a little. "Aren't we a bunch of weirdos. The night before our parents' revenge and we are crying and still trying to keep each other strong." I laugh again. Until we all started to laugh through our tears. That was a special night indeed.