Heart of Stone || Jotaro x Reader (DISCONTINUED)

Chapter 12

(A/N) Heyo! Just a warning. This chapter gets deep toward the end, and bulling is described. If this makes you uncomfortable, skip the part in italics. Thanks for reading and all of the support you guys give! It makes me really happy to know that you enjoy this story!

Kakyoin was the first to speak up.

"We don't even know what he looks like or what his Stand is!" he responded.

"He's got two right hands. That's enough for me. And don't forget, he knows that I'm coming after him. That should put him on the defensive and give me the advantage," Polnareff said, turning away from you.

"See ya," he said, walking away. Avdol took a step forward.

"Tough talk for a man who's digging his own grave," he said.

You could feel the tension rising. This wouldn't end well if they decided to start an argument. Polnareff was stubborn, and Avdol knew it. Polnareff paused and turned his head toward the other.

"And that means?" he questioned, clearly not wanting to talk anymore and get his business done.

"Just as it sounds, my old friend," Avdol answered.

"Are you implying that I'm going to lose?" Polnareff asked, slowly walking toward him.

"Yes! Can't you see? The enemy attacked in order to isolate you. He's exploiting your biggest weakness! I won't let you go alone," Avdol said, pointing at Polnareff.

The man slapped the hand away and pointed at the other.

"Listen up. I'm only gonna say this once. This whole time, I never once gave a damn about DIO. I told you in Hong Kong that I would go along with you to get my revenge," he said, his voice rising a level. "Mr. Joestar and Jotaro already know this," he added, taking a few steps back.

You looked down at your feet. You had a really bad feeling about this... It felt wrong, like someone was going to get hurt or even killed. It's that chill that rolls down your spine that tells your gut feeling that it's better to run.

"I've been alone from the beginning. I've always been fighting alone!" he said, pointing at himself with his thumb.

Avdol walked up and grabbed his shirt.

"You selfish fool! Did you forget that you were brainwashed by DIO? Are you so foolish that you forgot he was the root of all of this?" Avdol asked, his voice rising in level.

"You have no idea how it feels to have your sister murdered, so shut the hell up!" Polnareff retorted.

"SHUT IT!" you yelled without realizing.

The men behind me took a few steps back in surprise, and Avdol and Polnareff's eyes widened. You took a deep breath.

"Let him go. If he dies, it's his fault," you said, crossing your arms. Avdol's face showed immense surprise.

"But-"

"No... Just let him go. He's too stubborn to realize what he's getting himself into."

Avdol bowed his head and stepped away from Polnareff. Polnareff adjusted his bag before walking away. The citizens around you were whispering and slowly going back to their normal routine. You sighed, rubbing the bridge of my nose.

"Jeez... It's been a while since I lost my temper... Well, the whole Yellow Temperance thing was worse," you said to myself.

Joseph sighed, placing a hand on your shoulder.

"C'mon. Let's get a hotel for the night," he said, starting to walk away.

"Oh! Avdol, Kakyoin, you two go after him, but keep your distance. Avdol will leave first, Kakyoin will leave a few minutes after to not draw attention," he instructed.

The men nodded, and Avdol followed Polnareff. Kakyoin stayed around the area. The three of you found a nice hotel to stay in for the time being. After you put your things in your room, you went to Jotaro's room, which was next door. You knocked, and his gruff voice called out for you to go in. You opened the door. He was sitting on one of the beds smoking a cigarette. He looked mildly surprised, but it quickly faded to show a slightly thoughtful look. You sat down next to him, not minding the smoke.

"What do you want?" he asked, taking a drag.

"I'm worried," you answered, crossing your arms in front of your chest.

He huffed. "They'll be fine," he said, looking down at you.

You sighed. "I know, but that doesn't change the fact that I'm worried," you responded, gripping your sleeves.

He took another drag, careful not to blow in your direction.

"So... about that thing in Hong Kong..." Jotaro trailed off.

You winced. "You remembered that?" you asked, looking up at him. He shrugged. You sighed. Well, he deserved an answer...

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"Gosh, you're so ugly and gross! No wonder no one likes you!" one of the kids said, shoving you harshly.

You fell to the ground, tears pouring from your eyes. The kids surrounding you laughed like it was some joke you didn't understand.

"Not to mention fat! We should call her 'Piggy' instead of her actual name," another added.

"Like, seriously! What kind of a name is (Y/N)?" her "friend" said.

All the kids surrounding you laughed again. This was normally a daily thing. You refused to tell your parents and always gave the excuse of falling during school. My mom and dad both believed you, giving you the cute and innocent pet name of "Clumsy." That day, however, was turning out to be even more horrible. As soon as you got home, you saw your parents arguing and yelling, your mom holding up her wedding ring. She threw it on the ground, tears cascading down her cheeks. You quietly snuck to your room. You sat down on your bed, staring at your scarred hands and body. You sighed, wiping away the forming tears.

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"Not long after, I found out my father had an affair, we moved to Japan to stay with my mom's best friend, and I spent most of my life hopping between towns due to my mother's job," you finished, turning away subtly to wipe away tears.

Jotaro grabbed your wrist, causing you to turn to face him. You could partially see the light reflecting on your tears. Without a word, he pulled you into a hug. Your face contorted into a surprised expression. Then, everything hit you at once. You stuffed your face into his shoulder, your body rocking with silent sobs. It felt so nice to be held like this. Your mother still had no idea about your past school life, and you never planned on telling her. Jotaro's massive hand hesitantly rubbed your back, as if wondering if that was what he was supposed to do.

"Um... It's gonna be okay," he grumbled hesitantly. "Well, that's a lot of encouragement," you said sarcastically, giving a small chuckle.

"I'm trying, alright?" he growled.

"I know, I know... I appreciate it," you responded, rubbing his back.

"Screw those kids... Honestly, they're worse than me, which is pretty bad. Whatever shit they did is in the past... You're not fat or ugly, and your name is... decent... You're not an annoying bitch who fawns over me, and I'm sure that you'd leave me alone if said so," he said, pulling away to pull his hat down.

That was considered an enormous compliment in the Jotaro dictionary. You almost started crying again.

"Please don't," he said, noticing the tears forming again.

"Sorry," you responded with a chuckle, wiping your eyes. He took hold of your wrist and looked at your hand. He softly rubbed the old scars, as if they were still as fresh as the day you got them...