His Multiple Personality Disorder

Chapter 55

Jack POV

I yawned and walked outside my bedroom. With her thoughts surfing in my mind, I walked in the living room.

I frowned, when I noticed her sleeping with her mouth open, completely spread on the floor.

'How could she even sleep so soundly on the floor?'

I tiptoed towards the kitchen to drink some water. While taking the glass, unknowingly it slipped from my hand, making an ear piercing sound.

Horrified, I swapped my head towards the sleeping figure who instantly sat up, still her eyes were closed.

Y/n: "I'm up! I'm up!"
She said loudly, slowly standing up. I watched her moves but somewhere I knew she didn't notice me yet.

I hid behind the counter.

Wait why am I even hiding? Saying that, I stood up giving almost a jumpscare to y/n, who screamed her lungs out.

She fell on the couch. I couldn't help but feel my lips twitching, but instead I held it in and approached her.

Jack: "Look, who is scared of me?"
I mocked her.

Y/n: "Why would you appear like that? I thought it was a ghost or something?"
She said catching her breath.

I chuckled.
"Ghosts in the morning?"

Y/n rolled her eyes.
"It could be anyone, like a thief or something"

She said and stood up walking towards the kitchen. I followed her. Was it our first civil conversation? Why would I feel good?

Jack: "You're afraid of thief, and not me really?"
She paused and looked back at me.

Y/n: "Living with a person for a year or two, do you really think I'll be afraid of him overnight? Even if I'm afraid, then maybe it's from you but not your body, the one who lives in there"
She said calmly and drank some water, before walking upstairs.

I was standing there still. My mind went back to her words, I tilted my head in confusion yet shrugged it off.

Time Skip

Jack: "Get ready, we are leaving."
Y/n stiffened.

Y/n: "I-I'm sick."
She was caught off-guard when he placed his hand over her forehead.

Jack: "Not burning though. Get up and change your clothes."
He said sternly.

Y/n looked down and gave a timid nod. Her heart wasn't at peace, nor was her mind.

'He's just going to make me question my existence today..'

She thought to herself before getting one of her decent and most favorite clothes. She smiled looking at beautiful floral dress as her mind went back to Vante.

She couldn't help but tear up.

Y/n: "Your princess is getting ill-treated. Why aren't you showing up, Vante?"
She caressed the dress, as her teardrops fell upon it.

She startled.

"Hurry up you sloth!"

Y/n: "I-I am"
She went inside and went on wearing that dress.

She took the perfume and slightly sprayed it on her. She sighed in satisfaction at the smell. It was the same fragrance for which she was complimented by V.

She set her hair prettily and walked outside. Gulping down the lump formed in her throat, she walked down, her insides shivered when his spooky eyes fell on her.