Helpless - Handsome Jack × Reader × Rhys

Part 3

*Em POV*

  I was buckled in the passenger seat of the ship while Rhys started it up. We left quickly and it was surprisingly peaceful because I hadn't even heard anything from the annoying ass that was stuck in my head.

Now that I have the time to think, I turned on the A.C. and leaned my head back.

Why me? Why did I have to get stuck with the one guy that I've hated since I heard of him. Why couldn't his crazy fan over here take him? Why me? Obviously Vasquez's plan wasn't to get killed and let Handsome Jack take over Hyperion. So why were we even down here in the first place? Why did we Come? Who's this Rhys guy? Why is he so obsessed with pleasing Jack? He's just an obnoxious hologram.

I would seriously like a full explanation but I doubt either of them are going to actually give me one. So instead, I stay silent the whole ride back.

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Somehow I fell asleep. But Rhys woke me up when we landed on Helios.

He opened the door and we were immediately met by more Hyperion guards.

"We were attacked! Everyone was slaughtered except for me and this girl."

Rhys immediately starting acting as a normal Hyperion guard. He stepped out with me and we had even more guards greet us.

"Guard 222, report status. What happened to Vasquez?" Another guard questioned, already noticing the suspicion.

"He's dead. All killed by some physcos. Me and this girl got out of there, just in time."

"Do you have any proof?"

"How are we suppose to have any proof!? We got attacked and ran." I jumped in, adding a touch of helplessness in my voice.

After a few minutes of debating with the guards, they let us go. In place, they sent more guards to go down to retrieve the bodies.

We left to my room. On the walk there I realized how greatful I was that Jack hadn't bugged us, but I know this bliss will be short lived.

My room was pretty much clean. Working for Vasquez meant that I was always busy. I rarely was in my room. I turn on the lights the very second we enter it, and plop hard onto the bed. I moan at the ecstasy feeling from laying down on the soft bed. I immediately open my eyes, realizing that, that must have been weird. Rhys was staring right at me with his brows furrowed. Then I hear his voice again.

"That was actually really hot" Jack started.

"Can't you just go away, Jack"

"It's Handsome Jack, not Jack"

"Well Handsome fucking Jack is too long. I'm not saying it."

"Yes you will."

"Can't make me." I stuck my tounge out, knowing he can't do anything to me.

He growled, which sent tingles down my body, but more just annoyed me.

"You talking to him now?" Rhys whispered.

I nod.

"Today's been a long day, huh?"

"You can say that!" I Laughed.

He plopped down next to me and layed down.

"Wow, you're bed is really soft."

"I know right! I rarely get to sleep in it though. Working with Vasquez takes up a lot of my time."

"Used to," he stripped of his guard gear and shoes, leaving him in jeans and a sweaty Hyperion sweat shirt. He stripped that off too.

I watched as his muscles flexed and old sweat dripped down his back. He had some serious abs.

"Um-can I lay down?" Rhys suddenly asked.

I nod, sitting up, to take my turn changing. I sat at the edge of my bed, first I took my shoes off and layed them at the foot of the bed. Then, the leggings I was wearing underneath. I let the top half of my hair down, as I did have it in a half bun. I couldn't really change in front of him so I layed back down.

"You're gonna sleep in a work dress? That can't be comfortable." He questioned, propping his elbow on the pillow to hold his head up.

"Well I don't really want to change in front of you.."

"Oh yeah, duh, sorry, I won't stare."

I looked at him for assurance, and he nodded. So, I walked towards my nearby closet and picked out a small night gown that was honestly just a fancy shirt because it didn't even go past my upper thigh. It was my most comfortable article of clothing though. I looked at him and he quickly looked away. I blushed but unzipped the back of my dress. I turned so that my back was facing him and slid it down my body. It felt so good to get rid of it, as it was covered in sweat and smelled horrific. I slid my small night gown on, moving my long  hair out of the way. By which, I've been growing non stop for the past 10 years and is reaching almost past my butt.

I turn to see Rhys staring at me. We both immediately blushed and looked away.

My breathing heavied as I stepped towards my bed. He propped himself up higher with his elbow and examined me, his eyes traveled from my thighs to my lips and I felt my legs start to quiver.

I layed down, making light eye contact with him the whole time. When I finally fell into the bed and covered myself with my blanket, I felt his shakey hand slowly snake around my waist. Suddenly, he goes flying back. My arm. My cyber-arm. It lost control and punch him hard enough to send him across the room.

"Oh my god! I'm so Sorry! I have no idea what happened!" I apologized.

"I was what happened."

Jack. I totally forgot about him in the heat of things. I looked at him, suddenly insecure about my body. I tried to hide under the blanket more but Jack just looked at me with disgust.

"H-how did you do that? Can you control my arm?" I asked, a little worried.

"Apparently I can control anything cyber in your body."

"Oh."

"But what the fuck! You guys were seriously going to fuck right in front of me!"

"Were not!" I yelled at Jack and I stood to check on Rhys.

He was leaving against the wall, groaning in pain.
 
"Hey, are you okay? I'm so sorry. Jack took over my arm.. apparently he can do that."
 
"Yeah, I'm okay... I shouldn't have some that anyways, I'm so sorry."
 
"No, seriously it's okay. Here, let me help you up."

I held out a hand, making sure it was my normal one, he used it to help himself up. We both shamefully walked back to bed.

"Okay.. well, I guess I'm tired. Let's just sleep. We have a lot to do tomorrow."

I nodded. We both layed down under the covers again, and I moved to the end of the bed, so we weren't close. Then I just closed my eyes and slept. Because, for sure, we have a lot to do tomorrow.