Storms Don't Last Forever (A Giant Jacksepticeye X Borrower Reader)

Chapter 7

Jack's P.O.V.

Right when I brought her home, I instantly went to my bathroom and cleaned up her cuts and padded her whole body. She was skinny to the bone, just like me. She was also covered in cuts and bruises, it was as if she had them all her life. I tried not to think about it throughout the day, I didn't want to start crying about it. Damn I'm such a cry baby. Sometimes I think that I shouldn't feel depressed, I know for sure that somebody out there has a much more depressing life, and it sucks just to think of it!!!

After I placed the girl in the small blanket on the coffee table, I instantly went to the bathroom and took my shirt off to take a shower, but stopped as my reflection caught my attention. I was shocked to notice that my skin seemed to completely match my white bathroom walls. I had scrawny little arms that showed no muscle whatsoever. I also had cuts on my palms from where I would dig my nails into them when I get stressed, and my nails are really sharp. I can't help it, its just instinct. I also had no abs, I could easily see my rips poke out. I cringed when I slowly trail up to my face. My face...

I had the biggest bags under my eyes, I didn't even think that It was possible! My cheeks also seemed to sink in, man I need to eat, bad. I my hair was shedding out of stress, it's been getting thinner and thinner as the days pass. I let out a sigh and do what I needed to do in the shower. Once I got out, I quickly dried my hair and put on some comfortable sweats and a hoodie. I then look in the mirror and raise my eyebrows.

"Well, at least a thick hoodie made me look average sized..." I hummed, walking out of the bathroom.

I walked into the living room and smile, seeing the Tiny start to stir and sit up.

"Oh, so your awake!"

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Well, (Y/n) is just adorable! After I got her to clam down, we introduced ourselves. I gave her some foods, like strawberries, grapes, cheese, and a small chunk of bread. She never really said anything to me, she avoids eye contact, and she seems to find corners of rooms a safe place. I've noticed because when I tripped and dropped my phone on the floor, she quickly ran off the coffee table and went to the corner of the living room.

I didn't blame her though, I understood that she was skeptic, but I just don't know why... It made me feel bad, but I try my best to get her to trust me, she might just have a thing about Giants that she doesn't like.

I don't know why, but once she started to smile and giggle, I couldn't help but feel good about myself. I felt happy, it was a feeling that I haven't been able to feel after a long time, and It honestly was-nice.

I still had trouble with her wanting to get picked up. I couldn't even have my hand close to her or she would start to freak out. Not that it upset me, I was just slightly sad, because I felt like she didn't like me. It was almost bedtime, and I thought that It would be best if I were to go to bed. I tried my best to make a homemade bed for (Y/n) to sleep in tonight. I placed it on my night stand and went to go into the living room, where (Y/n) was waiting.

"Do you wanna hitch a ride to your bed?" I ask, holding my hand out.

She quickly jumps back and shakes her head, looking down at her feet. I frown and get on my knees, making sure I could see her more clearly.

"It would be easier, I mean, it is a far distance. I don't want you to walk all that way." I whisper.

She continues to look down at her feet and shakes her head. I sigh and finally nod, getting up and walking a couple of feet away. She then quickly runs to the end of the coffee table and crawls down the foot and lands on the ground. She then starts to run at the side of the hall to make her way to the room. I follow behind her, but keeping my distance, I don't want her to get scared of me being too close and all.

"Well, here's my room, your bed is over there, on top of the night stand if you wanna get up there." I explain.

She blushes and looks up at where I was pointing but starts to make her way up the night stand. I give her a small smile and walk to the bathroom to get dressed in my pj's and place on my t-shirt and long sleeve pj pants. I brush my teeth and yawn, looking at my ugly self in the mirror one last time. I lazily scoot my way to the bedroom and notice that (Y/n) was already sound asleep in her small bed.

I smile and gently roll into bed, making sure I don't make any sound to wake up the small Tiny. Sleep got the best of me as I feel my heavy eyelids force themselves shut, taking me into a dreamless dream...