Let me in (Jacksepticeye x Introvert!Reader)

Chapter 5

-NOPE! NOPE! NOPE! NOPE!

I turn around and start walking further into the alleyway. I hear fast footsteps gain on me.

"Wait!"  Seàn yells and I stop in my tracks. He stops infront of me; turns me around and walks us back the way we came.

"What's wrong? I want to help"
"It looks scary" I mumble.
"Then close your eyes"

I snap my eyes up to his. Those beautiful baby blues. I consider this for a second.

"No?"
"C'mon, (Y/n) don't you trust me?"

°•○●°•○●°•FLASHBACK ○●°•○●°•

"C'mon, (Y/n) don't you trust me?" Treeny asks me as I walk out of the bathroom stall.

"I-I don't know, Treens?"
I tug at the mini skirt and crop top. I really didn't want to wear these.

"Oh shush, you look fine~"

LIAR!

"Do I really? You think I'll get noticed?"

"Sure, if your more like me, you'll be accepted"

More Lies!

We walk to our next class. I'm being eyed by strangers all the way there. This was not okay, but, I trust Treens.

Did I really?

We walk into class 'together'. A boy in the back of the room wolf whistles and I feel my face heat up.

One of the more popular girls suddenly stood up, making her desk tip forward and her plastic chair to screach across the lino floor. She stomped up to my and grabbed me by the sleeve of my shirt and dragged me out of the classroom.

"H-hey! Stop! P-please?"
"No. You wanna be like us, you sort shit out like us too"

She threw me against a locker. I slammed into it hard, cutting my arm on a sharp, broken ridge.

I screamed in pain, sliding my upper arm from the peircing blade. I look at Treens and she was petrified.

HELP ME!

I gripped my limb to try and stop the blood from spilling.
I grab my backpack and pull out me original outfit.

My hoodie

I wrap the sleeve around the deep nash. Pulling it tight.

By now all the other students had piled into the narrow corador. Some gasped at the bloody floors, but some were few.

"Are you with her?" The girl fists her hand at Treeny. She looks at me, then her eyes flicker back to the threatening girl. Her face becomes a dead pan, monotone, emotionless expression.

"No. We aren't, so let's teach her a lesson"

That's when I knew. That no one can be trusted....

........until now?

•○●°•○●°•○●PRESENT °•○●°•○●°•

"(Y/n)? Do you trust me?" Seàn repeats. I slowly nod my head, closing my eyes.

"Now hold my hand?" I reach my sleeve covered arm forward. He slowly pushes the sleeve back so my hand shows. He intwines his hand with mine and steps foward.

"Infront or behind?"
"Behind?"
"Okay"

We continue walking. I feel the breeze pic up, and footsteps, so many footsteps.

"Too many" I whisper, reaching my free hand up towards my (headphones/earphones). I plug them in using my familiar touch senses and play a relaxing song.

I melt into the music and nod my head to the beat. We walk for a few more minutes and the tempo in my songs have picked up. I feel myself skipping and swinging one hand around at random.

I feel myself spin.

Wind rushing, heat racing. I'm pulled back and dipped. His arms around my body and mine aroung his. Just as my playlist ends; I open my eyes and find myself looking up into an endless ocean of blue. Seàn's eyes.

He pulls me up from the dip, spins my 'round and hugs me from behind. He turns us to look at the late evening sunset, on a hill in the national park.

I gasp at the sight. It was...beautiful. I haven't see a sunset in forever.

"I trusted you. And you brought me here" I whisper.

"I love that you trusted me" I melt into his touch and lean back against his chest.

"Thank-you Seàn"

"Why so serious? Call me Jack" He laughs as he lets go and sits on the floor. I swing my backpack off and plop down next to him.

"Thank-you Jack" I see a smile crack onto his face.