Jacksepticeye GT AU Oneshots (COMPLETE)

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My POV

"Worthless! Worthless piece of shit!"

"M-master please! I promise it will n-never happen again PLEASE!"

"You've caused enough drama in my house; You're worse than a fucking bedbug infestation! And you know what you're supposed to do with bedbugs?"

"W-what?"

"Get rid of them."

I was suddenly dropped into a cardboard box with walls too high to climb up. We went out the door and I was shoved into the passenger seat.

"Wh-where are we going master?"

"Shut up pipsqueak!"

I huddled into the corner of the box as far away from my owner as possible. He was very abusive and mean; the exact opposite of lenient.

His name, is Frith. (That is Irish for something 😏)

The car ride was around fifteen-twenty minutes till the car screeched to a stop.

Frith stepped out of the driver's seat roughly taking the box I was in with him.

Gravity shot through me as my box was thrown into a far off ditch in the side of the road, late night in the middle of nowhere, and surrounded by just flat plains of short grass.

"Enjoy your life here while it lasts kid. 'Cause it won't be long till the late-night beasts come out to get you."

"M-master please, just give me one more chance!" I begged.

Truth be told, I don't want to live with Frith because... you know. But if I'm going to get away from him, I don't want to be this far away from any sources of food or water. Let alone the animals that lurk outside at night.

"Oh... I already gave you a chance little one. But sadly you already used it. Goodbye... ṕ͍͔̩͇ͅe͏̖͎͎̥s͝t̫̣̼͖͔͇͔͢."

Before I could say anymore, Frith shut the car door behind him and drove away at high speed limits.

A quick backstory for those who don't know, I am Jaden- a Borrower. I found Frith's home a few months back when I first started. Just weeks after this, he had somehow found out I was living in his house, and captured me. I was kept as a 'pet' ever since.

A close friend of Frith's would always come over his house every afternoon and wreck up the place making it look like it was my mess. That's exactly what happened again this time, except Frith at this point has had enough of my mess, since it has repeated millions of times now. And well... everything went from there I guess.

Now here I am stuck in a ditch in the middle of nowhere, either to dehydrate or starve to death. Unless, a 'beast' which Frith had to be referring to the late-night animals. Or worse... the Ferals, but those are just legends. And even if they were real, they're beyond extinct; that's the least of my concern right now. What I should be concerned about is how I'm going to find a food and water source here.

I decided this cardboard box would be my shelter, since my hands are too weak to dig a hole into the ground. They had cuts and bruises from past punishments Frith gave me. I climbed out of the ditch and went straight forward through the grass which just topped over my head by an inch (I'm an inch tall; The grass would be a centimeter above my head to you).

It was late at night in the middle of nowhere. Deafening cricket chirps filled the cold air. No resources for what looked to be miles. Who was I to care anyways. I knew I wasn't going to last out here.