A Comfortable Silence (Jayxreader)

a sober or drunken almost murder?

His face contorted into a mix of fear, anger, and confusion as a foot collided into his jaw

He fell but crawled back with his working hand

Where he once laid on the floor was crushed between the insane woman's foot and the ground underneath the tile and concrete


She looked at him darkly before smirking

"People like you make me sick but make me feel more sane than i really am" she glared daggers that cut into his fucked up heart "that's why I kill people like you and get paid for it"


She picked up the switchblade that Pan had dropped and slowly sauntered to the man

"Cover your eyes Pan" the words fell out off her mouth like dripping poison

The man smiled and stood as she stared at him her nose scrunching, eye twitching noticeably


"I guess I'll take your legs first, you don't have to worry about jail, I'm taking you with me, I'll put you next to the other" she spat her words out as if they were Delphinium flowers

"If you wanted to be first you should've said, now this is gonna be hard"


She stepped forward but stopped as his leg twitched, indicating he was gonna kick or sweep her leg

Instead she threw the blade at him and jumped on the shelf that had been pushed down

The blade penetrated his torso

the accuracy of the throw making the blade crack his rib and wedge between the separated bones

She brought her foot up above his head, flinging left over blood from the previous kick on the roof, and mashed it down onto the back of his neck

He fell to the floor, barely keeping from landing on the knife

She stepped over him and back kicked him harshly in the gut with her heel.


The presence of a human made her snap her head to the left and glower over Zacks heavy breathing form

His eyes were blind with rage and locked onto the guy behind the blood covered femal, who was now standing knife in hand

He swung the switchblade at her but she ducked as if she knew the moment he gained consciousness from his blackout

She flung her leg back into his stomach as she ducked and he toppled over, clutching his stab wound that gushed blood over his hands


"You snake! You were playing hard to get, this isn't even rape!"


The words made something snap Zack from his frozen position and caused him to dash forward and grab onto 'Zeus'

'Zeus' grabbed Zack and threw him over himself

He grabbed the back of Zacks head with both hands

'Zeus' stood slowly and kneed Zack in his ribs, smiling deviously as he cracking them.

Y/n had walked over to Mira who was balling her eyes out and grabbed her

"Take Pan and leave. Now!"

She reluctantly nodded and she ran out with Pan while Pan kept his eyes covered

The whites on Y/ns eyes started to become bloodshot as she threw the man off Zack, who had almost completely broke his second arm

The wall she shrew him into crumbled into cuncks and he crashed into the walls of the retreat building

"Well thats a little different, I thought I was just gonna crack it" she growled

She stepped out of the large hole in the wall and slowly stalked to the man who's real name was Heemin

But before she could do anymore damage flashing lights caught her eye

But before she could ignore them and beat Heemin any further Zack rushed past her and started beating the shit out of him with his broken arms.

『Your Pov』

"There! He's here! Help please!" Someone screamed and I guessed it was Mira

"Y/n?!" "Mo-Y/n!" Bella and Pan shouted dashing to me full speed but someone was already hugging me tightly

It worried me I'd hurt who was embracing me since I felt almost out of control or my own body but I relaxed into it surprisingly

The warmth and comforting scent forced me to a relaxed state, not that I minded

"..."

"What you mean "your eyes"?" I asked as I lifted my hand to my eyes and a warm liquid dripped onto my fingertips

I gaze at my hand and stare at the warm, dark blood

"Oh, well its dark so it's not from any arteries, I should be fine"

He seemed upset and scared, he grabbed my wrist and pulled me away from the crowd

I look back at Bella and Pan and they both looked dumbfounded at me and Jay.

He pulled me inside and brought me to a bathroom, he grabbed a box of tissues and held them against my eyes gently.

"..."

I do ad he 'said' and held them to my eyes. I heard the faucet handle creak then the quick sound of rushing water.

The sound stopped and a second later I felt very cold hands over my own as water dripped down onto my wrist from his hands.

"Jeez, at least warn me before you do that" I scold him playfully "also I don't trust these tissues, this is a school full of sad and lonely high-school boys"

His hands shook slightly as he drew them back from my own and I new he was trying not to laugh.

I wiped my eyes to get all the blood off and then I turned on the water and filled my hands with it.

I poured the water over my eyes and reached out for a tissue, grabbing at the air

Large hands engulfed my own as my eyes got wiped for me. As soon as my eyes were dry I eyed Jay suspiciously.

No way he likes me

he'd change his mind if he knew what I did, what I was, and how I don't feel bad or remorse for it

If he knew how many people I've murdered, he wouldn't hear me out, they never do

They wouldn't listen, they never did once I said the people I've killed were killers themselves, or rapists, kidnappers, traffickers, sometimes even cannibals

The cannibals always fucked my head up, the erie feeling of them staring, analyzing you, blek.

A soft tap to my forehead brought me back and I looked up at Jay and yawned

"Mm? What?" I threw the red tissues away and looked up at him

His face turned bright red and he looked away and ushered me out of the bathroom.

My eyes felt heavy, probably from not sleeping well and everything from today, maybe the blood, I wonder why my eyes bled.

I stretched and poked Jays cheek

"Thanks, if you didn't drag me here I probably would have left it"

He nodded, he seemed to think for a second before running off.

What's he doing? Do I wait here? Was that goodbye? Uuhh. I yawn again and open my eyes Jays jogging back to me.

"Whats that?"

He holds out some eye cover thing, whatever it's called, and smiles. I slowly take it and thank him before walking back to my room and flopping on the bed.

I dont want to talk to the cops about the freak, I'm too tired, I'll probably get in trouble for the stab wound, excessive self-defense my ass, he deserved it.

I'd do it again and I will. I'll torture him right next to my other victim, if that guy's still alive....

I haven't check on him for a few days, wonder if the medieval fork thing killed him....

Oh well