Jillian P.O.V.
I layed my head on Jack's chest as he held the cold wash cloth on my cheek. The wet shirt was soothing on the cut on my cheek. "Sorry about your shirt." I said weakly as I layed with my tired eyes closed. "It's okay it wasn't your fault that he hit you. You were standing up for yourself." Jack said rubbing my back. "Hey can you take the braid out of my hair." I asked kindly. "Sure." Jack said before gently sliding the hair-tie off of the end of the braid and slowly combing his fingers through my hair t remove the braid. My curly black hair layed softly on my back as I began to dose off.
Next thing I knew it I was passed out on Jack's chest. I dreamt of the carnival in most of the Laughing Jack creepypasta's. "Oh no! I can't be here!" I shouted sarcastically. I heard the sound of an off tune version of Pop Goes the Wiesel. Since I already knew what would be the source of the sound so I followed it. After walking for a few minutes I saw a tall scruffy clown like thing. "It's him." I mumbled under my voice. All I wanted to do was run up to him and give him a hug.
He was completely monochrome, his mangled black hair hung down in twisted locks and sharp jagged teeth decorated his twisted grin. Many people would find this really scary but my heart was beating a thousand miles a minute. "Welcome!" He shouted in a raspy voice. I giggled then smiled. I walked closer to him. His arms hung down like an old ragdolls. Oh what it would be like to be wrapped in those arms. I thought as i continued to shuffle towards the psychotic clown
My knees became even more weak by the minute. I just wanted to be with this clown. More than anything in the world. He was amazing. His stories of murder ran through my head making me even more excited to touch the notorious Laughing Jack himself. One I got close enough to him I grabbed onto him and hugged him. It was amazing. Instead of tearing the flesh off of my body he hugged back. I was really happy.
"You have to go now, my dear!"
"I don't wanna ever leave."
"That young man is waiting for you."
"You're right." I sighed.
After a few second I woke up.
"Woah Jillian are you okay?"
"Yeah..." I sighed with a smile.
"What did you dream about?"
"Him...."
"Who is him?"
"Laughing Jack.."
