You had finally stopped crying after what felt like eternity. Jack kept holding you and rocking back and forth slightly the whole time. Your hands were wrapped around him so tight, you thought you were actually hurting him.
He started to get up, lifting you with him. "Let's get you to bed...some good sleep might help.." he whispered, helping you walk upstairs.
You just nodded and let him help you, for you were really too weak to pick yourself up.
Once he laid you on your bed, he left the door open a crack and you only were awake for a few more minutes before drifting off.
Jack's POV
I quietly walked away from her room, leaving the door cracked.
I went back outside to grab the stuff I put in my car to bring over, including my laptop and a decent camera and portable mic. I also got the backpack of clothes in the backseat as well along with my bathroom stuff.
She already said I could use the guest room, so I cautiously made my way back upstairs, careful to not wake her.
Seeing that it was almost noon, I started to record a vlog explaining some of what happened and why my setup would be different for a while, not going into detail for obvious reasons. (Jack's recording times are 12 and 3 EST in case you were wondering, and even though this is set in Brighton im going by my time zones for the story. still might not remember this detail but i'll try)
I do my intro and start talking to the camera regularly, staying a bit more quiet for Y/n's sake.
"Top of the mornin' to ya laddies! Today, I have some news, and to account for the lack of actual videos, right after this, an archived video will be going up until I can get around to actually recording." I heard a small noise and looked to the door to make sure I didn't wake Y/n.
"Sorry, I'm at my friends house right now and she's asleep, the same friend you saw in the other vlog I put up. She's currently having some..." I stopped, thinking of how to phrase it, "personal issues that she needs a friend for."
"I'll be staying over at her house for a while, trying my damn best to stay on schedule, but if I miss an upload or something, I hope you guys understand."
I talked about some future stuff that would be coming out as soon as this is done, did my outro and stopped the camera, uploading the video to my laptop to send to Robin to edit.
My hand barely left the mousepad before I heard a loud thud from the other room.
Jumping up and running towards Y/n's room, I saw her next to her bed shaking, clenching her stomach and heart.
Your POV
You shot up out of bed, falling to the floor in the process. You were mumbling short sentences while your heart beat like a drum in your ears.
"Lance....fuck...don't please..please no stop..no..."
Jack appeared in front of you, holding your face and staring into your wide eyes.
Everything seemed like it was in slow motion as he picked you up and laid you on your bed again. He started pressing on your chest repeatedly, followed by blowing into your mouth, and starting all over. It hadn't even set in that you weren't breathing at all. Your whole body was shaking but no air was coming in, other than Jack's raspy breaths.
All of this seemed to go by in mere seconds by the time you took in a long breath.
Jack continued the compressions on your chest until he just fell onto you, not realizing the breath you took in. He was shaking slightly until you reached a weak hand to his shoulder.
Your eyes still wide with your other hand clutching your heart. He jumped up, tears streaming down his face, pulling you into a tight, but also careful, hug. "I-I..thought I f-fucking lost...you" he sniffled a bit and clung on tighter to your shirt, pulling you up into a sitting position.
"Can't...can't get rid o-of me that easily.." you smiled a bit.
SHORT CHAPTER IK BUT I HAD TO GET SOMETHING OUT CUS ITS BEEN....... A WHILE....SINCE I UPDATED THIS AND NOW IM GOING TO SLEEP ILY GUYS NEXT CHAPTER HOPEFULLY COMING SOONER THAN THIS FUCKING GARBAGE OF A CHAPTER. SO MUCH
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Fanfiction[DISCONTINUED] Oof, here we go; backstory: You're a 26 yr old girl. You live by yourself in a cheap house. You have been bullied, abused by your "friends" and older brother, and have tried to kill yourself multiple times but you never had the courag...
