𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬

Spiders • Jack

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Jack's POV

Sighing, I take a sip from the straw which leads to the cool tango I have in my can. I was in the mood okay. No drinking, I'm already hungover.

My fingers click over the laptop keyboard as my eyes quickly gaze across the screen whilst I edit my newest video to go out tonight. It's a good one.

I find myself laughing at the video and decide to cut a bit just so I can zoom in on Mikey's face a little longer. It's just too hilarious to not point out.

"Oh my god" I chuckle, shaking my head at what I just made. It's such a meme.

Suddenly the door burst open and my brother comes barging in, something straggly hanging from his hand.

"Look at the fucking size of that!" He laughs and throws it straight at me.
I squeal and throw my laptop on top of it, jumping up from the bed in about the space of 0.4 seconds.
Its a spider. A fucking spider.

"Conor you dick!" I yell, breathing heavily as he laughs hysterically at my reaction. I'm a pussy okay. "Get it off!"

"You get it off!" He breathes in between his laughter, finally turning his phone off. If he posts that I swear...

"You fucking put that on my bed! You move it!" I panic, backing further away from the crispy creature which lays squashed under my precious machine. "Conor!"

"Alright alright!" He chuckles and throws his hands up in surrender, walking closer to the bed. I grimace as he sticks his hand towards it, finally grabbing onto one of the legs and pulling it out towards me again.

"Fuck off!!" I scream and bolt out the room, running down the stairs as fast as my legs can take me.

"Your such a wuss Jack" I hear him snigger from upstairs and the window opens. Thank fuck that's gone...

"I have a fear of them okay" I sigh and cautiously begin walking back up the stairs, my eyes peeled.

I finally make it back into my room where the coast is clear. Shutting the door behind me, I slump back onto my bed, trying to push the idea of that disgusting creature touching me out of my head.

I heave my laptop back onto my lap and proceed to edit the rest of my video. It needs to be up by tonight.

"Hey Jack guess what I've got!" Conor calls from the other side of my door, his knuckles hitting the wood.

My eyes grow the size of golf balls. Fuck no!

Before I can even react the door swings open once again, but this time Conor's arm comes plunging forward and a blur of blackness comes flying towards me. I practically scream at the top of my lungs as the huge spider hits my chest, falling onto the floor afterwards and scurrying around my feet.

"Fucking hell!!" I scream and jump into my bed, wiping my body down as I panic relentlessly.

Conor stands by the door crying with laughter once again.

Fuck, I'll get him back for this.