Blue eyes (A Jacksepticeye x Reader fanfic)

Jailhouse Songbird

Jack's POV

I ran out of the house quickly. My heart hammering out of my chest. "What the hell is happening here?" Mark hissed.

One of the officers looked to him. "We got a call from Stephen Beamer that this woman has kidnapped his daughter Emily." He answered pushing past him into the house. 

Jenna called after him. "No wait! Please you can't take her back there!" She cried out. 

Mark walked over to me confused as I watched in horror as she was put in hand cuffs and shoved in the back of the car. Then the officer came down with a crying Emily. "Bunny!" She screamed. "Bunny!" She howled as she tugged at his hair as she cried kicking her feet.

Jenna gasped trying to get up. "No... no please, Jack can you just grab the bunny from her bed... please." She asked me in tears.

I rushed upstairs to her room, I can hear Emily crying from here. I grip the blue stuffed animal... The touch was nearly enough to make me cry.

Mark's POV:

I stared with wide eyes as they shoved her into the back of a police car, and I couldn't do anything about it. I felt like I couldnt protect her, felt like some how this was mine and Jack's fault because we convinced her to bring Emily in the first please.

How could this happen, why would this happen? As far as I know, Stephen doesn't want either of them. Does he hate her that much? I bit my knees, I felt like my heart wanted to punch my brain for not doing anything about this, but there was nothing I could do. Jack nearly tumbled out my door with the little stuffed toy that had so much meaning. They moved Emily into a separate car, that made me want to cry. They wouldn't even let Jenna see her. The small child screamed and cried for her sister as Jack handed her the bunny as she reached for him. 

Jack's POV: 

I closed my eyes tight blinking back tears as Emily reached for me. I look to the officer. "May we come to the station to see them, please... if not at all possible." 

the officer sighed. "The girl's bail is already posted. If I was you... I wouldn't mess around with this case. I believe you guys, but there is nothing I can do. You have to take it up with the judge." And just like that... they were gone.

Jenna's POV: 

I can't do this.... i can not do this... I cant go to jail, to... prison. IN minutes i was shoved into a cell in the LA police department, it takes about 48 hours to be transferred to a prison... this cant be happening. I can feel the panic and anxiety rising up in my chest, pounding in my head. I felt like something had a hold of my heart and squeezed. I felt like my world was crashing all around me. I had lost the few things I cared about because I was selfish. I wanted to meet my heroes. I wanted something, and I dragged, mark and Jack through it, and Emily.... Oh Emily... How could I do this to her, she was so little, and I took everything from her. She is never going to see me again. Im going to prison because... because I cared about her. I wanted to take her away from that house, and then I made it worse. I was the only one who could protect her, and I screwed it up. That was my only job, take care of my sister, don't let her grow up like I did. I made it worse. I at least had my father, but Emily, I was all she had. Now I'm gone, because I went after something I wanted. The room seemed to grow darker, I wish I had a razor, a knife, something. The pounding in my head and my eyes on the verge of tears made me feel sick. 

I drop to my knees feeling helpless, feeling pathetic, feeling every single word that my step father had ever told me sink into my mind. Worthless. Pathetic. Disgusting. Hated. Useless. and... good-for-nothing. The worst part. I'm sitting here on the floor of a jail cell, and I believe him. 

I tilt my head slightly. I can hear the music from the police station that played quietly. Hallelujah. Honestly the only thing I remember that song from... Shrek. I still remember some of the words, but I wont sing along... I wonder if I ever would again. I felt like my voice had been ripped from my arms and stayed with Emily. The small thought that maybe... maybe some piece of me was still with her made me want to smile, but i didn't. Maybe that's the part she kept, my smile, my happiness, my everything.

((Annnnnnnndddddd thats super sad im sorry, I dont know if the whole thing uploaded, if it did please comment letting me know))