Jschlatt x Reader

Facetime

The next day, I was sitting in my room, cutting my arms with a knife. I eventually put the knife back in my closet. I cried in my bed. She eventually came into my room with her phone. "What?!" I asked. "Y/N... someone wants to call you," she replied. She handed me the phone. It was a Facetime call. I answered it. And who I saw... was him. My jaw dropped slightly. I looked up, but my mother was gone. I looked back at the phone. 

JS: Hello. Y/N, right?

Y/N: Y-Yeah...

JS: I hear you're having a rough time with your life

Y/N: I- I- y-yeah...

JS: Well, I just wanted to tell you everything is going to be okay. Don't listen to them. Keep going. You're going to make it

Y/N: I- Th-thank you...

JS: :)

Y/N: I- I'm sorry! I just... I can't believe I'm actually talking to you! I'm your biggest fan and you're the best!

JS: I know you are

Y/N: Hey, thanks for calling me. You always make me feel better about myself. So, thank you

JS: Wait... you actually mean that?

Y/N: Yes! I do!

JS: Wow. No one has ever said that to me before. Like, a fan

Y/N: I understand that you've made Racist, Homophobic, Transphobic, and other jokes. But, that was in the past, right? You're not a bad man dude. I don't agree with those actions of yours, but you're still amazing to watch.

JS: Wow. Thank you

Y/N: No problem 

JS: Well, I've gotta go. Keep going, Y/N

Y/N: Alright. Bye

I then hung up. I felt happier.