Please be happy *Jacob Portman*

38 2 1
                                    

In this imagine thing you are Enochs sister. So... Yeah?

-------

You just came back home from a little walk in the woods. You loved going to the woods to clear your mind from all the horrible stuff your brother Enoch says to you. You're kind of used to it but ever since you came to the children's home he's gotten meaner. But then a few months ago a new boy came in. His name is Jacob, and he's the kindest boy you could ever meet. He can also see hollows, that's his peculiarity. I can read minds. I know it's not like Enochs but out grandparents were peculiar. So I got he mind reading from my nan. It's horrible because at my old school I got picked on because of it, I don't know why but then my parents said we had to go to a children's home then came the bird and now I'm here in this Hell. I'm also not a kids type of person and I like spending time on my own. I also love instruments. so Jacob brought me a little guitar thing called a Ukulele. it's very cute and he came me some sheets of paper with some cords on it so I can learn. But he one thing Enoch and I share is how were both really sarcastic and 'mean' as you call it.

"Hey Enoch, Suppers almost ready, Miss P told me to come get you to come down." I said stepping into his room.

"Hey, one more steal and you dead" He shouts. I just laugh it off and scoff

"Oh no! I'm so scared! It's my life I can do anything I want mate" I shouted back looking at his jar collection. I was always fascinated about what he had in them, expecially his jar of hearts (WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE) I loved them so much for some reason. So when I found them I had a sudden earge to pick the jar up. as I did it was all wet liked some of her water it was in spilled, I tried to catch it but it slipped out of my grip and smashed on the floor.

"Y/N you absolute idiot. I don't have anymore bloody jars left. You're so stupid you realise that!" He shouted. I was very used to this but he never really went his hard on me before. I felt tears prick the sides of my eyes but I quickly wiped them off. We both suddenly heard footsteps running up to Enochs room.

"What's happened?" The voice said. Jacob.

"That little idiot broke my jar of hearts" Enoch spat shooting me a glare.

"I didn't bloody mean it prick," I shot back "the jar was wet"
Enoch, Jacob and I stood in silence until Enoch spoke up

"I wish you were never born" He mumbled. I knew he didn't mean it, I could read his mind but it felt real. I sighed the tears away and spoke up a few seconds later

"Sometimes I wish my brother wasn't an absolute dick" I shouted, this time tears where running down my face as I ran out of the room, and slamming he door my my room crying into my hands. After a little while of hearing Jacob and Enoch shouting at each other in heard a little knock at he door.

"Go away" I sniffed digging my nails in my face.

"It's Jacob. can I come in?" Jacob asked. I sighed and wiped my face with my skirt.

"Yeah sure, Whatever" I said sniffing some more. As Jacob opened the door he closed it and sat next to me on my bed wrapping an arm around my shoulder.

"Listen, I don't have any siblings bit I know it's very hard for you but I will be here for you. If you need some help please come to me and I'll help you just please be happy" He smiled. I looked directly into his eyes while he looked into my E/C ones. As we both started leaning in loads of thoughts ran through my mind. But I shook them off and as both of out lips touched it felt like I was melting. It felt amazing. A million fireworks firing and it was an amazing experience.

-------

"What's happening!?" Olive whispered while pushing Hugh out of the way of the keyhole.

"Oi watch it! I have bees and I'm not afraid to use em!" Hugh whisper/shouted.

"Oh God they're kissing" Millard said pretending to gag.

"Wait, KISSING! get the camera this is something to remember!" Olive Exlamed pulling out the camera and smiling a huge grin.

---------

That. Was also shit :D

-Static Rose

♡°☆Imagines☆°♡ {Writers Block}Where stories live. Discover now