Jacksepticeye Imagines

Snap

First of all, guys....I'm sorry. I mean, most of you will prolly skip this part and just read the actual story, but for the few that are actually reading this, I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I haven't been updating as usual. I just....Family problems and, and my depression and....um, a lot's just been going on, but I promise that I'm back for good. I will try to get back to regular updates and even more content. So, I'm sorry, but I promise I'll do better.
Now, then, onto the story.

I'm running. I'm running, running, running. My shoes scrape against the wet pavement and I almost slip and fall once.

"Oh, kitten......" I hear echo toward me and my breath catches in my throat, "Oh, c'mere, little lost kitten, you....."

Distracted by the excitement in his voice to tear me apart, I make a wrong turn down an alley with a dead end. I spin around, my brain having trouble figuring out what to do now due to lack of oxygen and sheer fear.

I look around. Lemme see.....there's a bunch of broken bottles on the ground, a few crushed beer cans and....Aha! Dumpsters! I know that what I'm about to do is gross, but I'm willing to risk a little stink against saving my own life.

I open the lid of one dumpster and leap in. Slamming it over my head, I'm shrouded in darkness. I try to calm my racing heart. I take a few deep breaths like Jack told me to do when I.....Jack.

Shit!

I lift the lid a tiny bit, planning to get out and....No!

I close the lid as gentle as I can without making a sound while silently freaking out.

He's here. He was just standing at the entrance of the alleyway. I have no way out, unless he generously decides to move, which unfortunately, i highly doubt is going to happen.

"Oh, kitten, I'm going to find you kitten," I hear his feet thump against the pavement, "Or I can just find your little Jackaboy and ask him."

My heart skips a beat in fear. Shit!! Shit, shit shit! What am I going to do if he finds Jack?!

"Y/N?" I hear a tired voice call throughout the alley, "Where did y-Shit!"

Jack!!

I jump out from inside the dumpster, where he has Jack by the throat.

"No! Leave him alone! It's me you want! Leave him out of this!" I exclaim so loud that I don't doubt aliens in space are picking this up.

He drops Jack and he falls to the ground, gasping for air and clawing the ground. I run to him, gripping his shoulders in a hug.

Suddenly, he tears me off Jack and lifts me in the air. I catch a glimpse of fear in Jack's eyes. No, his eyes want to say, Please, there has to be another way.

I shake my head and stare back up at the sky. The stars are like a crowd of angels spectating this. Maybe after this, I'll turn into an angel.....I hope so.

I welcome death. Death is tugging on me with a long rusty chain, but it gets shorter and shorter by the minute. "Come here," Death calls, "You don't need them. You only need me."

I close my eyes and.....

Snap.

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"Aah!" I jerk up in bed, my hair sticking to my cheek, matted with sweat. I struggle to gulp in a few breaths of air, but then I'm fine.

"You okay?" Jack wraps his arms around my waist. Ignoring myself, I shrug. This gives him his answer.

"Another bad dream?" He asks, kissing my neck. I nod and he pulls me down beside him again. I tuck my head between his scruffy chin and his bare chest. I feel up and down his chest, tracing shapes and writing my name.

"Don't worry," he tells me, "I'm here. Get back to sleep, I'll take care of you."

I nod, closing my eyes and slowly falling back to sleep, thinking of the final snap that made my stomach churn and my spine tingle.

Snap.

There guys, was that good enough for a comeback?
By the way, if you have any suggestions, I would love to hear them.
Anyway, til next time, guys. See ya!