Moving {Jack x ChildReader} (Part 2)

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(Y/n) P.O.V.

CJ and I have been staying with Jack and Evelin. It's been 2 months. At least they arrested that son of a bitch that hit them. It's the last day of school. But I still have to deal with the bullies one more time. My locker slams shut. "Parents still forgetting you? Makes sense. They probably are trying to forget their whore of a daughter." I don't let them get to me because they aren't original, smart, or strong. I just grab my backpack, shove out of my way, and exit the school to get on my bus. CJ doesn't have to deal with bullies thankfully. Kids in her grade are kind of scared of me. Can't say I'm not proud of it though.

I've been trying to keep CJs spirits up, as well as my own, and it's obvious that Evelin and Jack are too. But it's hard. What would we do if they.... We don't have any living relatives after our grandma passed. I'm scared. I just want them to be okay, but they've only gotten worse. I remember the doctor having a long talk with us about being prepared. God, that caused me to lose it. I went home, threw things around, punched pillows, kick the wall, anger was all I felt. It's just not fair. That's what I did and still feel. I sit next to CJ on the bus. It's silent for awhile until she speaks.

"What should we do this summer?" She's trying to keep things normal, I can see the hurt in her eyes though. Every summer, we had some kind of family vacation. "I'm not sure yet. Our backyard is bigger now. We have some sturdy trees. Maybe we can try building that treehouse." I reply. She smiles softly, then returns her gaze to the window. It's going to be a long summer. But it doesn't make me excited. School was a distraction at least. Now there's nothing. We get off the bus as it pulls up to our stop. We walk a short distance to their house. We are greeted by the fluffy, brown, fur ball that is Big Boss, or BB.

"We're home!" I shout out of habit, petting BB. A grim, tears eyed, looking Evelin walks towards us. "Family meeting." I mumble, which she nods to. We silently follow her to the living room where Jack is waiting, also with watery eyes. CJ and I sit. I pray silently that it's not as bad as I think it is, but chances are lookin slim. "We got a call from the hospital." Evelin starts. "Your father passed away thing afternoon. They did everything they could, but he was too far gone. He slipped away peacefully." Jack finishes. Tears stream down our faces. I hold CJ close. Her head is buried in my shoulder. I shush and comfort her while tears stream out.

"They're saying that things are only going downhill for you mom. She's only being kept alive because of the machine, she's in pain. It's up to you guys, but the doctors want to take her off life support. She would go by peacefully." Evelin says gently. I simply nod at her, keeping CJ close. "Do you want us to give you some space?" Jack asks. I nod again. Once their out of ear shot I speak to CJ. "What are we going to do?" Her red, puffy, bloodshot eyes meet mine. "I want her stay. But I know it's better for her if she goes. I'm scared though. What's going to happen to us?" I answer honestly. "I don't know. But we'll get through this together." I promise. "This time we'll get to say our goodbyes." I reassure.

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CJ and I each hold one of her hands. "I-I think it's for the best, mom. Don't worry about us, we'll be okay. We love you. You can rest now. Goodbye." I say. CJ is to choked up to speak. Jack and Evelin watch silently in a corner. We each back away from here as the doctors take over. They turn off the machines. She slowly fades away. I cling to Jack while CJ hugs Evelin. They shush us, comforting us as best they can, but it's not the same.

Funerals are such a weird thing. We're supposed to take this time to remember and cherish the dead. Everyone dies at some point. They say. But then why does it hurt so much anyway. Am I supposed to be crying? I only feel numb. I can't feel anything. I hug CJ, who sobs, on one side, and cling to Jack on the other.

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We've been living with Jack and Evelin. They won custody of us in court, as we had no one else. It's been a full year, and I still haven't gotten over it. I barely eat or sleep. CJ took it better then me at least, she's a happy girl again for the most part. It still hurts her, I know. I spend all my time in my room now that summers started again. Theres a knock at my door. "Come in." I say monotonously. I see Jack walk in. "Hey bubs." He says. "Hey." He sits on the bed next to me. "Fans have been asking for you, (Y/n)." Right, after awhile he introduced us to the fans. We sometimes played games with him, and posted on our own channels. Recently though, I've opted out. It's been a year now, and it's hitting me hard.

I never fully embraced and accepted and talked about what happened. "Oh." Is all I say. "(Y/n), do you want to talk about it? I really think you need to." He says. I think long and hard. "I think I do too, but it's too raw. Too fresh. Too painful." He pulls me into a hug. I cry. "It's not fair, Jack. They're really gone. I couldn't truly say goodbye." He rubbed my back soothingly, shushing and reassuring gently. I cried with my face buried into his chest. "I've got you, (Y/n). It's going to be okay." And for the first time, I felt like that was the truth.

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