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Jinxx: Better Off Dead

TW: Suicide Attempt and Self harm.

Jinxx Oneshot- Better Off Dead

"Go kill yourself, you stupid slut!"
"Cut a little deeper tonight yeah?!" And various other hurtful phrases were shouted down the school corridor at me. God I hate my life! What did I ever do...? I was done! Running as fast as my fat legs would carry me, I made my way to the woods behind the hellhole I'd just left. On my way, I bumped into someone. A boy. A beautiful angel of a boy. His poker-straight, long ebony hair framed his pale face perfectly, and his icy blue eyes bore right through me. He was almost short, but not quite and he was perfect.
"Hey Kat wait!" He yelled. His voice was so sweet. It wasn't really deep like most guys, but it made my heart melt and I almost forgot that I was about to "cut a little deeper". Then it hit me. How did he know my name?!
"How the hell do you know my name?!" I yelled. He looked shocked and embarrassed. I think he was really shy. I felt bad for yelling.
"We're in the same form..." he mumbled. Awwwww...
"That's right... Jeremy right?" I asked.
"Call me Jinxx. Now, tell me where you're going in such a rush," he cooed softly. And then I remembered. I let out a loud sob before shaking my head and running towards the forest. All I heard was Jinxx calling my name. Tripping over branches and running into trees, I searched my pockets for my blade until I felt it cut my finger. I slowed to a halt, twirling the metal between my now bloody digits.
"Kat...?" I heard a soft voice call. He approached me with caution when he figured out what I was about to do. And then I saw him properly. He was all beaten up.
"Jinxx what happened?" I choked out between sobs. Why would someone do this to him?!
"I got into a fight," he chuckled.
"Who hurt you?!" I yelled. I found myself getting strangely protective of him.
"Same people who hurt you every day. And don't worry about getting them back," he laughed again before continuing. "I was stupid enough to start a fight with a bunch of bullies." I was shocked. HE started a fight with THEM?
"Why did you do that...?" I whispered, tiptoeing towards the injured boy.
"Because I can't just stand by and let everyone push you further into depression! I can't let them push you to what you're about to do either!" He cried. I was startled by his voice. And the fact that he cared?
"Oh Jinxx, sweetie, you don't need to fight for me... I'm a lost cause," I told him. He shook his head vigorously.
"I won't let you think things like that! I think you're so much more than them. I want to help you. So put down the blade and promise me that you won't kill yourself. For me. Because I care," he said. His voice was frighteningly serious. I just nodded before falling to my knees, crying. Or at least, I was about to land until I felt someone hold me up, pulling me close to them. I looked up and smiled at the beautiful boy who was holding me.
"Now now, let's not have any tears. You're way too beautiful to be crying. Let's get you home ok?" At the word home, I started to cry harder. What home? Just a run down house that used to be a home.
"I don't wanna go home..." I whispered.
"Whys that love?" He said, just as quiet, as if not to spook me.
"My parents are dead... I live all by myself..." I told him before I broke down again. They died when I was 13. That was 3 years ago.
"Then you're coming back with me. Come on," he said before pulling me home with him. Once we got there, I was welcomed and loved. I had forgotten what being loved felt like. Jinxx took me back to my house to get everything I needed before carrying it all back for me while we walked home. The first night, he wouldn't let me sleep alone because of my state earlier that day. I woke up in his arms, and thats how every day ended and began for me since then.

1 month later:

I loved him. I wanted him. I was in love with my best and only friend. Every day since the day he saved me, he looked after me whenever things got tough. But one day, he was sick and didn't come in. So I went in alone. And I wish I hadn't.
"Oh look! It's the little emo cutter! And where's her faggot friend huh? Oh she's all alone again! Ha!" The main bully laughed before pinning me up against the wall. I kicked and screamed. "Let's show her that she can't go without a little hell for her whole life boys!" He yelled before slapping me. And they didn't stop. I was kicked and punched and slapped until that stopped. When I thought it was over, they went too far. My skirt was gone. Then his jeans. Then my innocence and sanity. I ran back to MY house, not caring that school hadn't ended yet. There was only five minutes left and then Jinxx would walk to meet me. He promised. Tough. I'd be dead by the time he got there. I stumbled to my old room, tears blurring my vision. I rummaged through my old drawers and pulled out a rope, throwing it onto the hook on my ceiling. I grabbed my old chair and pulled it underneath the rope. I quickly tied it to make a noose and pulled the rope necklace over my head, tightening it around my neck. I stood and cried for a while before I heard the door burst open.
"Shit..." I muttered.
"Kat don't you fucking dare ok?! You promised!" He shouted up the stairs. I did. I promised him I wouldn't. "Get down now! I know what you're doing!" His voice was getting closer until he kicked the door open. I almost smiled. I loved him so much.  But he didn't love me back. I couldn't deal with this life anymore.
"I'm sorry," I said before I leapt off of the chair. My lungs were burning, begging for air. Jinxx screamed. Literally screamed. I heard drawers fall to the floor until he grabbed a blade from one of them. I fell into his warm arms, salty tears falling on my face as I gasped for air.
"You promised me Kat... So what happened...?" He whispered. I didn't know how to say it. I just didn't.
"The bul-lies... they r-r-apped me! Ji-inxx why?" I sobbed. He clenched his jaw and his grip around me tightened.
"I'll kill them... I'LL KILL THEM!"
"Calm down... I'm fi-ne... I-" My voice cut itself off. I wasn't fine but I hated seeing Jinxx like this. I cared about him too much to let him be that upset about me.
"You aren't. I know you... I'm sorry I yelled... I just- Kat I need to tell you something." His urgency took me by surprise.
"O-okay..." I stuttered.
"That day I saved you the first time? I'd had a crush on you for a while... And the only reason I get so angry and worry about you so much is... I love you..." he whispered. He was back to his shy self. He looked into my eyes with his now wide blue orbs and I broke. Everything I had ever felt about him suddenly came pouring out.
"I liked you since the day you saved me. I fell for you soon after. I love you too Jeremy Miles Ferguson... I didn't know you-" He stopped me by pressing his perfect pale pink lips to my red trembling ones. And I kissed back. When he pulled back, he pressed his forehead to mine.
"I love you Kat. Be mine," he stated more than asked.
"Yes..." and we kissed once more.

Long. Very long. And again crap. I'm only proud of one. But you will see it soon! I love you all and hope you're all ok! ❤️