Monsters (EJ x Reader)

Chapter 17

We finally pulled apart. I looked up at him, worry in his eyes.

"Are you alright?" He asked me.

"I'll live. I was just so pissed off, and my anger got the best of me."

"I should clean up the mess in the bathroom," Jack went to get up off the bed, but I put my hand on his shoulder.

"I'll get it, it's my mess anyway."

"Why don't we both clean it up?"

"Sure," We both got up and went towards the bathroom. We were almost to it when the smell hit me. The smell of my own blood.

I stopped in the hall a few feet from the door.

Jack looked back at me," You okay?"

"Uh, yeah, just give me a second," I said slowly. I got over the smell and went into the doorway.

The first thing I saw was red. Red on the mirror. Red on the floor. Red in the sink, along with a bloody scalpel.

I picked the scalpel out of the pool of my own blood. It was sticky and warm. Jack walked in with a bunch of rags.

"These will help get it off the floor," Jack didn't smile, he didn't frown. He just had no expression. Weird.

"Thanks," We both took some rags and cleaned up the floor. I grabbed the dirty rags and ran them into the kitchen sink. I'll clean them later.

I came back into the bathroom, Jack was scrubbing the mirror, still no expression.

"I'll drain the sink, you get clean clothes and take a shower while I finish this," Jack said plainly.

"Hey, you okay? You're not yourself," I said.

"Huh? Oh, I'm fine, just a little confused, that's all."

"Why?"

"Well, you cut pretty deep and that's pretty painful, you shouldn't really have been able to make it."

"Oh, I'm used to it, pain I mean," Jack looked confused, "I used to cut myself, still do sometimes. It hurt, but I got used to it."

Jack looked sad, like he felt sorry for me. I smiled," It was no big deal, really."

He smiled weakly and continued scrubbing the sink. I went and grabbed some jeans and one of Jack's hoodies. I ran my fingers through my hair, realizing how much blood was in it.

I got back to the bathroom. Jack was still trying to get the dried blood off the ceramic sink.