Jahnnie Oneshots 3☆

☆Mania☆

[ i wrote one like this in my other book 'carringtonxjohnnie' and i wanted to write it for jahnnie too ! ]

[ pls read with caution or skip if this makes you uncomfortable, and for writing purposes only! ]

TW: manic/psychotic episode, depression, mental illness, aggression, usage of weapon/knife!

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It was dark in the basement, besides the dim light on. Johnnie opened the basement door and began walking down the stairs, - the old wood made the unnerving creaking noise as he makes each step. The large kitchen knife in his hand reflected on the dim light as he approached Jake.

Jake is tied up and duct taped in the middle of the room. He woke up to the sounds of footsteps approaching him.

Jake's heart began to race as he heard the footsteps. He tried to look up to see who it was, but the tape covering his mouth made it difficult. He struggled against his restraints, trying to get free, but it was no use.

Then Johnnie appeared, he walked over to Jake. "Hi," He whispered as he ran a hand through Jake's hair.

Jake's eyes widened in fear as he saw Johnnie standing over him. He tried to speak,

but the tape prevented him from doing so. He could feel Johnnie's hand in his hair, and it sent shivers down his spine.

Stepping back, Johnnie's eyes are reflecting mania. He was having a manic episode, and one he couldn't control in fact.

Jake could see the mania in Johnnie's eyes, and it terrified him. He had never seen him like this before.

Jake's heart was pounding in his chest as he tried to think of a way to escape, but he was completely helpless.

"Why are you so scared of me..?" Johnnie raised the knife and brushed it against Jake's cheek. "I'm not gonna hurt you,"

Jake's eyes darted between the knife and Johnnie's face, his body trembling in fear. He tried to say something, but the tape still muffled his words.

He could feel the cold metal of the knife against his cheek, and it made him even more terrified. Despite Johnnie's words, he couldn't help but feel like he was in danger.

"I'm your best friend, right..?" Johnnie slowly moved the blade down to Jake's adams apple.

Jake nodded quickly, his eyes pleading with Johnnie to stop. He was terrified of what Johnnie might do next,

but he didn't want to anger him either. He could feel the cold metal against his adams apple, and he swallowed hard, trying not to move.

Johnnie teared up, "It's not my fault Jake, it's not ny fault." He raised the blade as he carrsssed Jake's cheek with it.

Tears streamed down Jake's face as he watched Johnnie tear up. He could hear the pain in his voice, and it made him feel a mix of fear and sympathy.

Despite the danger, he wanted to comfort his friend, but he was still tied up and unable to speak.

"You're so pretty," Johnnie whispered, "You know that...?" He leaned in closer, smiling wide as tears rolled down his face.

Jake's heart skipped a beat as Johnnie leaned in closer, his words sending a shiver down his spine. He couldn't deny that Johnnie was attractive, but he was also unpredictable and dangerous right now.

The compliments made Jake feel uneasy, and he tried to back away, but the restraints prevented him from moving.

As Johnnie continued to compliment him, Jake realized that his best friend was in the middle of a manic episode.