Poison (Jacksepticeye x reader)

Chapter 17

I couldn't live down that moment. Yeah, the kiss and all was amazing, but the fact that Kai, Ahsely's best friend, saw me kissing Ahsely's boyfriend, which is also a person who bullied me more than anyone in less than 5 weeks is just a mind fuck. I finshed making the oatmeal in quite since me and Jack didn't say anything to each other. I think he's done making pancakes since he had a plate of golden brown pancakes and he headed to the dining hall where everyone was since they came already. I took the pot of oatmeal and poured it into the sliver tray, then put the lid over it to keep it warm. I then looked over to Jack, who had his hands on the ledge of the counter and his head down.

Jack's P.O.V

"Jack." I heard her voice calling me. Her, haunting, dark, and scary, but at the same time, loving, kind, and amazing voice called for me. I looked up to her to meet her lovely, but deadly (E/C) eyes. I wonder how much damage she could take since the smile she gave me was a smile filled with concern, but it still looked like she was still stable and healthy. I know for a fact that she was hurting. She was hurting alot. She's just good at hiding it. Too good.

"Yeah?" I repiled.

"Are you done with everything?" She asked.

"Yeah. Just tell Kassie that I can't find the syrup." I said. Her sinner smiled only became bigger.

"Good." She repiled with a hint of joy in her response. She then went off to Kassie to tell her that we were finshed making everything. I just looked at her, talking with her hypnotizing voice to Kassie. Kassie doesn't know that she talking to a real life wild fire. I didn't even know in the beginning. But I do know now, (Y/N) is extremely dangerous. After nodding to Kassie, she came back, but this time she was in front of me instead of beside me.

"Yo." She said. "You good?" She asked. I nodded.

"I fine. What did Kassie tell you?" I asked and put on a fake smile.

"Oh. She said the we can wash our hands and go sit down with everyone. You going to wash your hands?" She asked, raising an eyebrow at me.

"Yeah. I'll be there." I said beofre putting my head back down. She just walked away to the sink like her shit don't stink. I know she's gonna be facing a pile of shit once we head back to Ireland since of Ahsely, all because of me. But knowing the stupid shit I've did in the past, I'll just put the blame all on her shoulder and don't have to worry. But at the end, I'll be worrying about someone I think about often. Someone who's been on my mind lately. I don't want (Y/N) to be in pain because of me, I never wanted that in the first place. But I fookin' reflexes came in and immediately put the blame on (Y/N). Like, when she kicked Ahsely, she did say the Ahsely slapped her. I should have just reasoned with Ahsely in the beginning. But NOPE!! I went to (Y/N). I'm a real fucking idiot. I let our a shaky breath I didn't know I was holding and got up. I looked at my surroundings and saw that (Y/N) was looking at something way in the distance. I bet she's thinking. I went over to her and waved my hand in front of her face.

"(Y/N)? You good?" I asked. She jumped in her boots. I'm guessing that she was in a daydream. She looked over to me and nodded.

"I'm fine. Something worng?" She asked like nothing just happend.

"Yes. Why were you staring off in space?" I asked and raised an eyebrow.

"It's nothing. Just a small daydream." She repiled beofre she wiped her hands and left to the dining hall and I saw her wipe her eyes. Why? I'm not sure. I really want to know what's bothering her, but that's gonna have to wait a bit. I rolled up my sleeve and put my hands under the running water and added soap. After a good 10 seconds of washing my hands, I dried them off on my pants and went over to the dining hall where my friends were and they saved a spot for me. I sat in that spot, which was in the middle of them. Then, they started to shoot questions at me like there was no tomorrow.

"Why did you kiss her?! I thought you hated her!" One of them yelled.

"Did she jump on you?! I knew she was a slut!!" Another yelled.

"Did she try to get in your pants?!" One more yelled. 'I think it's the other way around...' I thought, but then regretted it. I could never cheat on Ahsely. I mean, I do like her, but she changed. She's not the Ahsely I knew. Maybe I should just experiment with (Y/N) and see how it goes...Just maybe. My thoughts were interpreted by someone wing their hands in my face and yelling my nickname.

"Jack!" They said.

"What?" I asked.

"I said, are you gonna get yourslef something to eat? Kassie said that we were good to go." He repeated. I nodded to him and got up where I was. I started to head back to the kitchen where the food is and my eyes met someone...more like the back of their head's. I knew that glossy, shiny, (H/C) hair belonged to and those some clothing and ass. It was no other than (Y/N). I stared at her, looking at the back of her and putting all my attention on her actions as she grabbed a bowl for the oatmeal. I grabbed a bowl too and followed with the line. Then, (Y/N) streached her arms up and over her head while standing on her tippy- toes. I watched how flexible she was and how her socked covered feet hit the hardwood floor beneath her, also how softly her hands went back down to the bowl in front of her. She went up to Kassie and told her what she wanted. She only wanted the oatmeal she made and the mango smoothie I made. She took both her mango smoothie filled glass and her bowl of oatmeal and walked back to where she was seated with her friend. I looked and studied them. The boy was a dirty blonde, almost like Ahsely and he had big, blue eyes as he made (Y/N) laugh while eating her oatmeal. He didn't look like your everyday fuckboy, but he did look like he has at lease 5 ex-girlfriends. And then, he looks like he wants nothing to do with (Y/N). That good. I was interpreted again by someone calling my name.

"Jack." The female voice said. I looked over to it was Kassie calling me.

"Yeah?" I repiled.

"You're holding up the line. What do you want to eat?" She asked.

"Just oatmeal and the smoothie." I responded. She gave me a dish of what I wanted and I went off to where I was. I looked over to (Y/N) again and it looked like she was dying of laughter. (Yo. Yo (Y/N)? You good. *no response* (Y/N)?! UMMM!! GUYS! (Y/N) ISN'T BREATHING!!) 'Will I ever make her laugh like that?'

(AN: Gaih. I am tired as shit. I really, really want to sleep, but I don't want to at the same time cuz I want to write for you guys. See? And this is why I'm HORRIBLE at making decisions. And, I have a question. Do you have that one uncle/ auntie that your parents say they are related to you, but they aren't? Like me. I'm African and my I have this uncle that is FOOKIN' MEXICAN!! But ANYWAYS

Thanks for reading,

And I'll see you,

In the next chapter.

BUH-BYE!!!

-Tasha.)

(Edit: Gaih = "Oh God" in Swahil.)