Hearts (Jahvie Fanfic)

Ch 6: Masks And Hearts

Only now that I'm publishing this publicly do I realize how fucked up it is O-O Like damn, y'all are fucked up! xD

I'm not planning anything, but if you have anyone you want in the story than let me know. I'm already on like chapter twenty something though so it might be awhile before they're in it.

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Dahvie's POV,

I woke up, feeling warm arms draped around me. It almost feels nice. Especially compared to at home, where I sleep on an old couch. But here I was in a warm, soft bed.

But knowing who those soft arms belonged to made me get up fairly quick.

I went to the bathroom and closed the door. After going I washing my hands. I looked at myself in the mirror. Damn. I should've gotten makeup and hair stuff while we were at Hot Topic. I sighed and brushed my hair. The blue in my hair was fading. It made me kind of sad. It almost felt as if-though I knew it isn't-that was the only thing I still have. But once it fades, that's it. One of the only things I liked about my life was that I could express myself through my style. But I'm losing even that too. And that's all I've ever really had.

I rinsed my face with cold water and dried it with a towel. As I walked out of the bathroom, I saw Master Jayy was still asleep.

I wonder if Kerry and Andrew are up. I want to get to know them more. Especially Andrew because I've hardly spoken to him. I got dressed at quickly and quietly as I could so I didn't wake Master Jayy. I put my hand on the door knob and slowly turned it. I kept my eyes on Master Jayy while I inched the door open. I snuck out and closed the door carefully.

I walked to the kitchen where I hoped they would be. I opened the door and they both looked over at me and smiled.

"Hey, morning." Kerry said returning to what she was whisking.

"Morning." I said quietly.

I sat down in a chair. Andrew took the bowel Kerry had finished whisking and poured it into a pan. They were eggs.

"Did you sleep well?" Andrew asked.

"Not exactly..." I mumbled, mostly to myself.

"Is Master Monroe a cuddler?" Kerry jokingly asked.

"Yup." I sighed.

She looked over at Andrew.

"Called it! Now you have to do the dished by yourself for a week!" She stuck her tongue at him playfully.

"I will jizz in your scrambled eggs." He glared at her, pretending to be more mad than he was.

We all laughed.

"Hey Dahvie, where did you live before you came here?" Andrew asked out of nowhere.

"Um, just in town. Over by the high school."

He nodded.

"I was free too for most of my life." He said and cooked the eggs, like it was no big deal.

"If you don't mind me asking, how old are you?" He asked.

"Sixteen."

He nodded again.

"Twenty three. Kerry is twenty two."

"Cool."

We all talked for awhile and got to know each other more.

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Jayy's POV,

I woke up and felt Dahvie no longer there. I opened my eyes and he was nowhere to be seen. The bed felt very empty without him.