My Slave [Demonstuck DirkJake] (DISCONTINUED)

Chapter 6: For Those Who Seek Comfort...

A/N: Okay, so my plan for this story till I finish is to try and update at least once a week or more if I get the chance. I just have exams coming up in two weeks so it might be hard for me to update so much. I'm going to still try my best to fulfill this though so please bear with me! Thank you so much for all the support for this story, I love you all and stay perfect <3
~RuthioTheWeeb

Jake's POV:

I was still falling down the same darkness, but something was different. The figures grip was stronger and I was not even trying to fight back. I had no need to. I felt as if I lost everything so I just lie limp, falling for god knows how much longer. I didn't seem to care anymore. I felt as if a huge chunk of my life has been ripped away from me, never to return to the way it was. Why did I chose to be this way? Oh yeah, that's right. My grandma. That's why. That's why I haven't given up just yet, not completely. I'm still fighting, even if I am still because I am still falling. I would've hit the bottom if I gave up. That's right, dont hit the bottom...at least, not yet.

I jolt awake in cold sweat, trembling. The space beside me was empty tonight. Maybe Dirk went to go do something, oh well. I could go without his comfort, right? Yeah. I'm used to comforting myself or letting Jade...maybe she could? I don't know, but she might be feeling better! Yeah...she should be. I need answers anyways of why she refused my hugs, she usually runs into my arms if I offer up one. I guess her turning into a demon dog is the reasoning she was so sour earlier. Yeah...that's it.