Jax x Reader ~Enemies to Lovers~

Chapter Twenty Nine: Maybe I'll be okay.

I continued walking along the beach, one step after another, just to find some place; any place that I could be alone with my own thoughts. Even if it's only for five minutes. Or even better, away from the ocean in general, just so I can't be constantly reminded of my failings and how godawful of a person I truly am, deep inside.

I bit the inside of my cheek as I kept on walking, trying my best to keep my emotions in check. My eyes glided along the beach in front of me while walking on the tiny grains of sand, hoping to find some sort of place to get away from the beachy scenery and to be alone for a bit, hoping that would give me enough determination to face myself with the rest of the group.

Eventually I found this tiny little hut that seemed to be made up of dark brown wood, kind of like mahogany, with a lighter brown door and a square-looking roof that jutted out at the front like a canopy. On the side of the hut, there seemed to be a Caine-head looking symbol engraved within the wood, which creeped me out a bit, but I tried to push that thought away for now.

Without hesitation, I stepped closer to the hut and opened the door, which made a loud creaking sound, like the door hasn't been oiled or anything in years. I glanced inside, taking in the space around me.

To the left side there was a box bed that was made out of the same type of mahogany that the hut was made of, and inside the "box" part of the bed was a soft white mattress and red pillows.

Towards the right, there was a wooden desk with a red cushioned swivel chair in front of it. On the desk, there was an assortment of different pieces of paper, which caught my interest. I closed the door behind me and went over to see what the papers on the desk were about. As I got closer, a pit started forming in my stomach slowly, almost like magma as I peered at each individual piece of paper.

I grabbed onto one of the pieces of paper and started reading it, my eyes bouncing from one word after another.

To whoever is reading this:
I know you may not know who I am, and that is okay, but if you're reading this, please keep on reading and understand what message I'm trying to get across. I know this may seem like a game to you. All of the fun adventures, the flashing lights, the familiar faces, everything. But it isn't. Not when your own so-called "friends" are going crazy and abstracting one-by-one, and eventually you'll be next. These adventures aren't all fun and games. These are traps, to bring you to a false sense of comfort, only to make you slowly go crazy. I swear, it's like he tries finding your darkest fear, no matter what it is, and makes it come to life, yet acting all ignorant and oblivious while doing so. Not always, but there WILL be some adventures that'll get under your skin. Even if the adventure is designed to turn everybody against one another, like with those "team" adventures. Caine reuses certain maps all the time, hence why I am writing this, hoping to reach out to somebody once I am long, long gone. Try to keep your sanity in tact for as long as you can, even if it feels painful to continue living. Your existence might seem meaningless, but it can be far from it if you know what you're doing. Heed my warnings, and stay safe.
-Sincerely, ######

The name at the bottom was completely smudged out, but I could read everything else clearly as day, and it made a heavy pit form at the bottom of my stomach. I hesitantly dropped the piece of paper and backed away, slowly from the desk.

What did I just read?

My thoughts were swirling around my head, trying to make sense of it. The only conclusion I came to after reading that is that Caine's adventures might not be everything that they seem to be at first sight, and THAT makes me nervous. Especially with all of the water-related adventures lately. Hell, even the forest adventure, with the whole labyrinth schtick, that was a legit nightmare.