Devyn is just you average girl, she- Wait, wait, wait, every story story starts like this. But mine won't. Its been 3 years since I saw my father, I ran away from his abusive ways until one day he turns up on my door step along with another terrify...
I hear a large door down the hall slam open, then loads of footsteps,
"get the explosives off my fucking coat without damaging it!!"Jack screeches,
Then there was a knock on the door, I put my book down and call for them to come in. Jack walks in with a scrunched up face and silently sits down on my bed,
"I'm batshit crazy, I'm a freak."He mumbles,
"no, that's your persona, you don't have to be like that, not all the time"
He looks at me and he looks so defeated. Why am I like this? He's a dangerous man, I should be running, doing anything to get home but I'm not. I'm just sitting here, helping him. This is so against my job, what am I doing? I hate that he's so torn within himself, can I really heal decades worth of trauma, maybe not but I can help at least. I don't really think this through, reaching out I pull him to me. My arms wrapping around his shoulders and his head moves to rest on my shoulder, he hesitates with his hands,
"It's okay.."I hum,
He lifts them and they wrap themselves around my hips. Jack sighs, I start to run a hand through his hair to relax him.
We sat there for a while, maybe even hours. Jack had fallen asleep so I had laid down on my back to make it more comfortable. (Same as in the pic below just ignore her face and the clothing..)
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Just as my eyes start to droop Jack stirs in my lap. Slowly he lifts his head up to look at me, I just smile softly at him,
"This wasn't meant to happen.."He mumbles,
"It's okay, you got to relax"
He just groans. As he sits up I notice that half of his make up has rubbed off, his skin was tanned and the scars didn't look as obvious without the red lipstick,
"whatcha um starin at me for?"
"your make up is rubbing off"
He tenses and looks harshly at me, "and? uh, do you think I'm a freak now?"
"No, you look human...handsome even"
Jack looks away and stands, "hm, good cover up doll"
Then he leaves without a word, "ugh, it wasn't a cover-up..."
Standing up I run out of the door quickly to see him turn the corner down the hall,
"Jack!"I shout,
As I round the corner I see a huge living room type area. There were about 15 thugs scattered around the room, Jack in the middle with his back facing me. It goes silent as the thugs stare at me,
"what the fuck have you gone quiet for?"Jack growls,
Then he turns slowly to see me, "Devyn?"
Then I look back at the thugs. Jack storms over to me and gets in my face, his back now to them, he winks at me,
"What the fuck are you doing out of the room! I never said you can leave!"
Catching on I sulk away from him, "I-I'm sorry...I-I..-"
"what?"He screeches,
He grabs my upper arm and looks back at the group of henchmen behind him,
"I'll back need to deal with her."He spits,
Something stirs within me, seeing this side of him more. Seeing him so controlling and strong was...attractive? No! I tried to push it down but I was struggling. A grin was trying to force its way onto my face and I struggled to keep the fear there instead. As he pulled me around the corner out of sight he let go of my arm and lowered his voice,
"why did you leave doll?"
"you didn't let me finish or say I wanted to go to the library and I have no way of calling you or anything if I need you.."
He sighs, "sorry doll, got real busy. well I know that all the thugs are with me and you know the way so go round to there and don't leave"
"Okay, sorry for interrupting you"
"I'll see you later, and I'll try to get something sorted so you can get me if you need to."
"as you broke my phone."I chuckle,
Then his eyes lit up, he pulled it out of trouser pocket and pressed the lock button. It still worked but the screen was a little broken,
"But I can't give it to you"
"I'm not going to call for help"
His face twisted into confusion, "I genuinely want to help you, I can't do that if I'm found, you can check the phone as much as you want, as often as you want. I'll only use it if I need you"
He hands it over to me but holds my hands,
"I'm trusting you."He says sternly,
"I know. But I'll keep my end of the bargain if you will at least try to relax a little with me"
Taking one hand from mine he cups my cheek, "I'll try doll"
"Okay then, go back to you're henchmen and I'll go read!"I beam,
He grins at me and heads back as I sneak quickly to the library and pick a book. However, my eyes wander to my phone. Picking it up I unlock it and look through my pictures, so many of me, Shane and Millie, even some of Jamie. Oh.. Jamie..looking at the texts I see the date we were supposed to have, they must be so worried. I locked my phone again and put it on the table and carried on looking for another book to read.
