please come back (caitvi)

A life down below

Jinx didn't know what to feel. Anger obviously, but there was another feeling she couldn't quite put her finger on.

Seeing Vi with Caitlyn made her want to go mad. Seeing them like that made her have no regret for what she did.

When she returned back to her home, she saw isha scribbling on a paper. She feels some sort of connection with isha. Like she'd hurt anyone that tried to hurt her. And she did.

Seeing isha in stillwater made her loose her shit. She hadn't had any hallucinations in awhile. But when Sevika told her about the raid, them taking isha, made all the voices, the hallucinations all came flooding back.

She likes to think that her relationship with isha, was the same as her relationship with silco.

However, there are some nights that she couldn't sleep, the flashbacks of her killing Silco.

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                                FLASHBACK

When she felt her gun stop, she looked over seeing she had shot her second father.

She ran to him and grabbed him

"no, no, no, no, no, i'm sorry, i'm sorry i'm sorry" She looked him in the eyes while holding his face, tears streaming down her face.

"I never would've given you to them," Silco stated

"Not for anything"

"Don't cry, you're perfect." Silco had said with a smile taking his last breath. That was the last thing Jinx had ever heard from him. The thing she longed for the most. Someone's aproval. Someone who didn't see her as a fuckup.

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Jinx had woken up, sitting up catching her breath  wrapping her arms around herself, looking around frantically.

"No, no, no, no! I didn't mean it, it was an accident!"

She was full on crying at this point. Like she couldn't breathe. The feeling that everyone was right about her, that she was in fact 'a jinx'

The only person that didn't judge her, didn't fault her, didn't try to tear her apart, was silco. She wasn't blind to his antics. She knew apart of him needed her for her talents, but she also knew he cared for her.

He could've killed her that night when he found her, could've left her alone, but he took her with care. Sure from everyone else's perspective he was using her. But they also didn't see the things he did for her. Silco gave everything to her, to him, she was in fact his daughter.

Silco could've easily given her up to gain what he spent his life chasing. But he finally understood what vander was trying to prevent. Jinx changed that view for him. But jinx failed to see what he was actually trying to say at vander's statue.

Jinx had took silco's jacket that she found when her and vi went into that room. And she slept with it, every night, sometimes she'd wear it to just feel him. His presence, his scent. She wishes she could hear his voice. She feels just like she did the night that vi left.

Except this time, she wasn't alone. She looked down at isha who was asleep at the foot of her bed, hugging her knees as she slept. Jinx laid a small blanket over top of her. Jinx knew she couldn't mess this up.

Isha had seen when Jinx lost her cool. Started screaming, hallucinating, hearing things, and although sometimes it scared her, Isha never judged.

Jinx eventually went back to sleep. Still angry, but she still managed to sleep.

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yes this chapter is extremely short and choppy. i just wanted to explore jinx a little.

working on vi's letter as we speak

thank you for reading! stay hydrated! 😼