Chapter 8

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(Y/n)'s P.O.V.

I quickly jump up and start to panic. I feel my head and notice hat I was sweating heavily. I had another nightmare. I look around and notice that I was indeed the small bed Jack has made for me. I was starting to get comfortable with the Giant, but I also was still hesitate about him. I wasn't for sure if he'd end up being like the Giant that killed my brother... I don't want to suffer through that again, not since I've been dreaming about that memory and much more since he passed away...

I look over at Jack and notice that he was gently sleeping in his bed. I bet he doesn't have any nightmares. I lay back down in my bed and try to fall asleep once again, but nothing seems to be helping. I can't get my mind off of my brother.

Why did it have to be him...

~A Few Hour's later~

The sun was rising and I still haven't gotten any sleep ever since last night. I was exhausted. Since it was 1 in the morning, I thought that I should take my mind off of all of the thoughts that were flooding my head.

I slowly crawl down the night stand and make my way out of the bedroom, looking back at Jack. He was still sound asleep. I smile and walk out of the room and look around, curious of where to start. I decide that I should try the room that was closest to me. It took a while, but I was finally able to make my way under the door and into the other room. I look up and around in awe as I see tons of amazing things surround me. Half of the stuff I didn't even know, but all I know was the Drum kit that was on one side of the room and a computer desk sitting on the other side.

I smile and walk my way to the desk. I crawl up the small leg of the desk and ease my body on the top of it. I smile out of success and look around at the giant items here and there. There was a keyboard and a mouse that sat at the middle of the desk, a pile of paperwork that was partly scrambled here and there, and a half eaten bag of chips.

Being the curious Tiny I am, I thought that it wouldn't hurt to try one of the chips, I mean, it's not like he were to notice. I run to the bag of chips and take a small crumb out of the bag. Taking a small nibble off of the chip made my eyes go wide in shock. I never had anything this good! It tasted like cheese, and it really confused me! As I take the last bite of my chip, I hear a chuckle and jump, only to see Jack leaning on the frame of the doorway.

I immetiatly look down and hug my self, blushing like a cherry. I didn't mean to eat the chips, I couldn't help myself. I squeeze my shoulders together once I hear him walk closer to the desk. I couldn't move, I was scared.

"Did you like the chips?" He asks.

"I-I'm sorry, please forgive me..." I squeak, squeezing my eyes shut.

I look through the strands of hair that fell in my face and watch as he sits at his desk and shakes his head, frowning.

"There's no need to be sorry, there's nothing I should be mad about, all you did was eat Cheetos." He says.

"C-cheetos?" I ask, clearly confused.

"It's what the chips are called, they're basically cheese flavored chips!" He laughs.

I look over at the bag and notice that it spells out Cheetos on the front of it. I hesitantly take a step closer to the bag, but look up at Jack for approval. He chuckles and nods, letting me to get another chip. I smile and quickly grab another chip, instantly taking bites out of it.

"Ok, i'm gonna do some work here on the computer, so if ya want to stay here or just go adventure, go ahead!" He smiles, scooting up to begin typing on the giant keyboard.

I plop down where I was and watch Jack do his magic on the computer. I was so hypnotized from watching the small arrow go here and there around the small screen, it was as if the thing had me under it's full control. I look up at Jack and notice that he was completely focused on the screen, but took a quick glance at me from the corner of his eye.

Once we make eye contact, I quickly blush and look away, hearing him chuckle to himself. After a while, time seemed to fly by as he put his arms up in the air and let out a loud yawn.

"Geez, Social media gets me tuckered, and were not even half way through the day!" He sighs, looking down at me.

All I did was sit there and watch in amusement. I was starting to get comfortable around Jack. I just felt weird that I wasn't getting constantly hit, thrown, or even shoved. Not that I wanted ti, its just-well, it made me feel like it was too good to be true, like something really really bad was about to happen.

Just the thought of it made me feel nervous, but the sudden feeling of something stroking me on the back made me jump, but instantly relax. What was this feeling? I look up at Jack and notice that he was petting me. My body seemed to loosen up as I feel his touch gently run down my back multiple times. It felt nice to finally feel a gentle touch and not a rough one...

The sudden reminder of my fathers words from the past seem to pass though my mind as I quickly push away from Jack and stand up.

"Are ya okay? Did I hurt you?" Jack asked, worry flooding his face.

"N-no... Its not you..." I blush, stepping farther away from Jack.

"Then why are you walking away? Surley it has something to do with me." Jack frowned.

No! It wasn't him at all! How to I yell him that?!I look up at him through the peices of hair that fell in front of my face and blush.

"I-" I stop and look back down, "I don't really wanna talk about it, I had a rough past, and-" I sigh, feeling tears run down my cheeks.

I quickly rub them away and look up to see his eyebrows scrumched together in worry.

"I understand." He smiles.

"You do?" I whisper.

"Ya, I know what its like, its not easy telling others your past, or weaknesses. But just know that I'm here to talk when your ready to. Trust me,just talking to others really do help." He smiles.

I look up at him with my eyes open in shock. I didn't even know that Giants had it in them to be kind. Well, he did save my life yesterday, so I felt the need to tell him grow stronger.

"T-thanks, Jack....."

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