Creepypasta 7 minutes in heaven

Eyeless Jack

EJ took your uninjured hand back in his and lead you up the stairs, through the hallway, and into the bathroom. Once you got in there he asked you to sit up on the counter, which you did. You studied him as he shuffled through the contents of the cupboards beside you. You took in every movement he made with endearment. The way his shoulder blades moved as he was looking, the way his chest moved when he breathed, his scent. To you he was all around attractive and you adored him, but you were always too shy to tell him how you felt. He finally got all of the things he needed and 'looked' back up to you, his gaping holes seeming as if they could and were staring at you. He then looked down at your hand which you slowly brought up to him. He held it gently in his own hand as he began cleaning it out with alcohol. You hissed in pain as the burning and stinging sensation surged through your hand and up you arm.

"I'm sorry about all this." He told you while he continued to clean your hand then bandage it.

"It's okay, I'm sure you didn't do this on purpose so it's no harm no foul." You replied.

"Well I definitely didn't mean to hurt you." He told you as he finished wrapping up the bandage around your palm, pinning it with a safety pin.

He looked up at you making you smile, and you were pretty sure he was smiling back.

"Well, time to go get locked in a small dark space." He told you with a laugh.

You laughed along with him while he took your hand to help you off the counter and lead you back down stairs. While you were walking down the stairs you looked over the railing to see an impatient Jeff tapping his foot.

"About time." He stated.

I gave him a good slap to the head causing him to spit out a quick 'ow!' and give me the death glare. I only laughed at him. Once you reached the bottom of the stairs Jeff looked down at your hand, seeing it bandaged, and then looked back up.

"Well, off you go! By the way Sugar said it was seventeen minutes not seven so have fun!" Jeff stated enthusiastically as he dragged you both to the closet, threw you inside, then shut and locked the door behind you, and making sure to darkly laugh to himself as he walked away.

*Inside the closet*
Jeff harshly threw the both of you in causing you to fall. You and EJ were about to slam into the wall when EJ somehow stepped in front of you in time so that instead of hitting the wall and hurting yourself further, you landed into EJ's warm chest as his arms wrapped around you, keeping you from tripping and falling over.

"You alright?" EJ asked.

"Yeah I'm fine, thanks for cushioning my fall. I didn't hurt you did I?" You asked nervously, your face turning a light pink color at the contact you felt of his body being against yours.

"No your much to light to hurt me." He lightly chuckled.

EJ let go of you and stepped to one side of the closet to go and sit up against the wall. You walked over and sat next to him, your bodies sat only a foot apart thanks to the small room confining you. You sat in silence for a few minutes, not awkward silence, but just silence. After a while of fighting with yourself if you should make a move or not you finally decided what to do. You slowly reached your hand over and grabbed onto EJ's hoodie sleeve, then slowly reached your uninjured hand up towards his own. As soon as your fingers hit the cold skin of his palm EJ pulled away from you, retracting his hand into himself. You sat there embarrassed and astonished. Sure you hadn't know for sure if he liked you but you didn't think he would act like that. A sad and depressed feeling weighed heavy on your chest as anguish swarmed through your being.