I'm Not A Bad Person|Eyeless Jack

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Ejs pov

"Y/n!" I run up to her. I look at slender and a few other pastas. Nurse Ann and Doctor Smiley come running up to her. Doctor Smiley picks her up and brings her somewhere. "I'm going slaughter him if he hurts her." Slender puts a hand on my shoulder and shakes his head. I sigh and sit on the couch.

"She'll be fine." Rouge sits next to me.

"Since when were you two friends." I scoff.

She sighs, "listen. I may not like her, but she's good for you. For everyone. She keeps an eye on you guys also. I just have to deal with it."

"Yup." I pop the 'p' and close take in a deep breath. "She better be okay."

—2 hours later—

"Ej?" I look down at sally. "Shes done now. You can go see he-" I run out the door to her room and see her on her bed. She's pale and she has a big wound on her arm and cuts and a few bruises. How did those get there?

"Jack?" Y/n opens her eyes and reaches out for me.

"Hi," I lay down on her bed and hold her by her waist making sure not to hurt her.

"What happened."

"Blood loss." I hear someone say from the door. I look up and see Nurse Ann standing there.

"I know you-" y/n speaks up a little.

"I know you do. This isn't my first time treating you." She explains.

"When we first brought you here, the same thing happened. You lost a lot of blood." I chuckle.

"Cute," Nurse Ann rolls her eyes, "I was just making sure you were awake, also here you go, pain meds." She sets the bottle down on the beside table. She then leaves the room.

"Try not to get shot ever again."

"Can't promise you babe." I scoff and squeeze her softly. I sit up and examine her body to see if she was going to be okay or if Doctor Smiley had got everything.

Your pov

Jack was examining my body moving my shirt out the way. I pull my shirt down and look away from him. "You okay?"

"I'm fine-"

"Last time you said that you ended up on the floor in a pool of blood. What's wrong." He leans down and moves hair out of my face.

"My body. It's so ugly. Everything about it is so wrong-" I stop talking and look at my wrists. I watch as Jack follows my gaze. He grabs my wrist and then looks back at me. He takes his mask off throwing it to the side.

"I told you to talk to me about these things." He places his hand on my cheek. I break down and start to sob. I wrap my arms around him and cry into his hoodie. "Shhh, it's okay. Everything is okay now."

"Why am I such a failure? So many people hate me, I hate myself!" I look up at him tears still flowing.

"You're beautiful though! I love you so damn much. Why do you think this away?"

"Because I hate myself. I'm like a ghost, a full on monster. I don't know who I am anymore." I press my face to his body again not wanting him to leave.

"Why can't you just realize how beautiful you are? That is just one of the many reasons I love you. Y/n, please, please just look in the mirror. When you look in the mirror you see every damn reason I love you. Flaws and all."

"I don't deserve you." I whisper wiping my tears.

"No, I don't deserve you." He smiles and holds me. "Now go to sleep you need to heal." I nod and close my eyes letting my body drift off to dreamland.