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reality-exodus · 3 months

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BROKEN PROMISES

CH.2 a way out

Pairing: Jake Donfor x reader

Words: 1.5k

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It was over I pondered; this would be my end. The feeling of helplessness seemed to swallow my being, thankfully the common sense was slowly rising from the ocean of the panic that almost dominated my head. Michael Hanson was injured, shot two times by Dan. I stretch my back and I felt the figure behind me disorientating lightly, so I shoved my elbow to his side and I heard a groan and the grip around my neck loosened and I seized the opportunity to stepped away. I saw the man with the mask, it was loose over his head.

He only stared at me and I found myself taking steps backwards, away from him, he didn't react, he only sighed and slowly brought his hand in the back of his neck and gently started to remove the mask. I couldn't believe my eyes as the mask fell to the ground, the man without a face had two faces apparently...

"No" I breathed out.

"I am sorry Nellie" he mumbled and didn't attempt to move.

"You... You are sorry? This is all you have to say?" I yelled at him, I felt tears, I didn't know if it was from anger because I was outsmarted and played, from the betrayal I felt or the hurt... It was Richy, the person who was supposingly helped us get the legend, helped the rest hide. He attacked Jessy, twice... The person he was 'in love' with.

"You were right you know... About everything" He started off ignoring everything I was saying. "About everything pretty much, But you missed one thing. There were three people that night" He started saying and he slowly broke down as he narrated everything he did the past weeks, how he was with the girls the night of the accident, and how he lured Hannah to the Hanson residence. I was left looking at him, speechless. He didn't say anything, he couldn't.

His phone suddenly started to ring. I saw Jessy's picture. "I'd like to see how you will tell her. She was shattered when I told her what I saw happen to you..." I spoke.

"Leave" He stated and I laughed lightly at his demanding tone that seemed to be confident enough. "I was serious about the explosives you know..." he spoke and it felt like a punch in the throat. Jake, I had to reach him first, how could I forget him.

"One last thing..." I spoke "Why my number? Why me?" I asked loudly and he simply shook his head.

His gaze blank as he looked at me, his black eyes weren't cheerful and sweet as the way I had met him, he was dark now. He didn't speak, I walked towards him and pushed him. He took out a knife and placed it under my chin and I stayed still. "I wouldn't waste the few minutes I have left MC" He spoke and once he removed the knife from my neck, I took some steps backwards before finally running off that specific tunnel. I got notification on my phone, to join in Richy and Jessy's call. I was sad, she was crying hysterically her sobs echoing in my head. She definitely didn't deserve this, the hurt in her voice when she realized he marked her and attacked her, I was listening to them as I called Jake's name.

'Who else did you tell about the mine?' Alan asked through a text message. He hadn't realize where I was.

'Why do you ask?' I texted and paused, it sounded important and maybe if I moved the reception would be lost again.

'The FBI just arrived, and I do not think it is for Mrs. Donford...' he replied and I panicked.

"Shit shit shit" I repeated "Jake?" I yelled and texted him as well. My voice echoed as I decided to call him. It was the first time I did so, the circumstances didn't allow the butterflies to fly around, even though I had to admit there were plenty hints of enthusiasm and happiness despite the sticky situation we found ourselves into. A few seconds later I heard the Nokia 2000s ringtone, I couldn't help but giggle. My heart was beating fast and for several seconds I forgot about the explosives and the FBI. He was behind me.

I finished the call without turning around.

"Nellie" spoke Jake, his voice calm but shaky, echoing at the dark alley.

I slowly turned around and faced him, he looked oddly like Hannah in many ways but he also didn't. He was wearing a black hoodie with a star wars emblem and a jacket, I scanned his appearance unintentionally, I only had to take in his vision. He had brown hair, messy.

"What are you doing here? Nellie you said-." He begun to preach me and I simply run and wrapped my arms around his neck only to realize how much taller than me he actually is and more fit than his looks. I could tell he was caught off guard, he slowly wrapped his arms around me and held me close for some moments before a buzz on my phone struck me back on reality.

I pulled away. "Well, there's shitty signal. And I really had to talk to you... for several things that tend to get higher on the number each time I have a notification." I spoke and I saw his confused gaze at me as I was staring up at him. "First things first... Hannah is safe, out of here with Bloomgate." I announced and I saw the relief upon his features and I smiled at him.

"She is safe?" He asked and his voice was bass but soothing. "How about Richy?" Jake asked. I clenched my jaw, he slowly brought his hand on my chin wiping some blood. "You encountered Michael" He realized. "I came here, so I would keep you safe Nellie, so you wouldn't have to undergo even more danger. I can't have you running mindlessly into jeopardy." He spoke and I rolled my eyes. It felt oddly familiar.

"Michael is indeed dead, Richy is behind everything you know. But this doesn't really matter now does it? I mean, Friendly Bureau of Information is here and Richy also mentioned some explosives... and something about only a few minutes. So we can run so you can preach me about my carelessness and thank me about saving your life." I smiled, seeing his struggle to catch up with my sassy babbling, it was oddly satisfying

"We need to get out" Jake spoke and took my hand.

"You think?" I asked as I ran beside him holding his hand just as tight. "FYI we don't have to worry about Richy and Bloomgate" I smiled lightly.

"Oh I only have one fear right now. Trust me it neither of those." He said.

"Care to share your fears Jake?" I panted lightly as he paused the run abruptly looking at his map and I stumbled on his back before stopping myself.

"Left to the shafts." He spoke and took my hand again. "Getting you out of here. I offered to come so you would be safe." Stated Jake. His thoughts were stuck on getting me out of there and to be honest I do not know if this angered me or had me melt.

"Let's just say that I always am a step ahead of you." Said I and winked. I could tell he was mad despite his smile at my expression.

"Of course." He spoke and looked at me with maintaining his smile. Once his gaze was removed his jaw clenched.

We were running, our pants echoing in the narrow tunnels. His flashlight finally reached the ladder when massive sound was heard. I paused and looked behind us to see the rocks falling and a wave of fire approaching. The whole mine shook and we started running from the inevitable. Jake was holding my hand so tight, I felt that he would smash it.

A/N: Hey there readers thank you for reaching this point. I hope you liked the chapter, there will be more soon. I always appreciate comments (or dms if you are too shy) and impressions good or bad (as long as we are not mean to eachother) as they motivate me to keep going.

Have a good rest of the day or night and dont forget to take care of yourself.

Yours, silvermist

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paigenoelchas-blog · 11 months

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I see her with him from across the square. She doesn't see me. I make sure of that, hiding deep underneath the leaves of an oak tree, hidden from the streetlights and their revelations.

I have spent the entire year watching and waiting for a time that would be safe for me to fulfill my promise to her. I told her I would find a way for us to meet, find a way for us to be together.

Today is the first day that I feel like I am in a safe place for us to finally got to be in each other's presence and hopefully more than that. Today is the day that I feel like maybe our love can be more than just words and our lives might be shared. I want to surprise her, walk up next to her, and lower my voice so only she can hear my greeting, my promise of love.

I have been out here watching her in the window of that coffee shop for the last ten minutes. It is dark and the moonless sky offers me solace and comfort. I am building up the confidence that I need to take those first steps toward her.

But he arrives first, two coffees in hand. He passes her one and places a kiss on her cheek. She smiles and he sits beside her. Too close if you ask me... much too close.

They are laughing and smiling at each other. She sits comfortably. At ease in this place with him. I hate that she is sharing that smile, my smile, with him. I hate that he can hear her laugh, hear the lilt in her voice when she is being particularly charming.

At this moment, I feel as though I have no place in her world though she is all of mine. I hope that I am wrong, but my eyes convince me that she is right where she wants to be and that I am not even a blip in her memory.

He has all of her attention. She can't take her eyes off him as he talks. He is just as enamored with her. He gets to listen to her laugh and his arm gets to brush up against hers. He gets to do all of the things that I want and need.

He stands and begins to leave when she stops him for a hug. Damn him, that is my hug. Those beautiful arms are meant to wrap around me and the hair flowing in the wind is supposed to entangle me, capture me with its charm.

She is facing me across the square now, still with her arms around him. I can't help but stare at her, she looks peaceful and happy, really happy.

Then, the smile on her face begins to flutter and change into something more meaningful. I can't stand to watch and take a step out of the dark to turn and leave her in her happiness.

The last thing she needs is a hacker ruining this life that she has built for herself.

At that instant, just as I am stepping out of the dark, a car passes too closely and showcases me and my hiding spot. Her head raises at the perfect moment. She sees me in the distance and our eyes lock. After the confusion, light fills her eyes, and a smile bigger than the one that she shared with him fills her face, causing her dimples to deepen. It fills me with a small amount of hope.

I try to crawl back into the dark space, and try to make her question herself, try to allow her to stay happy in his arms. It is too late. She recognizes me. She knows that I am here for her.

Just like that, she runs across the square adeptly dodging passerby's and one small chihuahua. She throws herself into my arms wrapping me tightly in an embrace. I take her in, the warmth of her, the softness of her skin, her floral and cardamom scent, the feeling of her silky hair wrapping itself aoround me, sending shivers down my arms. With pleasure, I return the hug.

She drops her purse, her shopping bag, and her keys on the ground and moves her arms around my neck. My arms move of their own volition farther down her waist finding their final resting spot on her hips. Her eyes twinkle with something I can't quite place. My heart rate quickens as my nerves calm. I pull her so close there is no space left between us.

Our eyes meet and she pushes up on her toes, her mouth dangerously close to mine. "Are you sure you want to do this, with him standing over there?" I ask her softly. I don't know if I really want to know the answer. I desperately want her. I desperately want to be the one that she has chosen.

"Who?" she responds, "My brother? Why would he care? Oh..." she smiles. "...you are jealous." I see a smirk on her face and lower my gaze, suddenly embarrassed.

She raises my chin with her hand and meeting my eyes whispers in the world's most seductive and gentle voice, "Love, I only have you in my heart and on my mind. There is only you." I look up, believing her, believing the truth in her eyes, believing in possibilities.

Never releasing her from my arms or my eyes, I lean in. Our lips meet in a sweet and scandalous kiss.

And, in her embrace, the world around us disappears.

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giu-world · 2 years

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Jake: I've discovered I love you.

MC: When did you discover this?

Jake: Since all my decisions started to revolve around you.

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ntoraplayschoices · 2 years

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Duskwood after episode ten(Spoilers)

SPOILERS FOR EPISODE TEN!DONT READ THIS IF YOU HAVENT PLAYED IT YET,THANK YOUUU

Author's note:Hello everyone!I hope you're all doing well!

The finale left me speechless man :') there's also a lot of angst and feelings going on with the identity of who the man without a face is,and eventhough most of us were suspicious of Richy,it still hurt :')

So I wrote this!Hopefully you'll enjoy.

A you can probably understabnd,titles aren’t my forte.

Richy's relationship with MC can be both platonic or romantic,and MC is gender neutral.

Enjoy! :)

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Your eyes stared at the screen for what felt like hours.You could hear your heart pumping loudly and your fingers hurting from how tightly you held your phone.You tried to swallow but you barely managed-the lump in your throat was to thank.

Too much was happening too fast and you found it difficult to manage.Richy being the man without a face and also having to watch Jessy-a person you grew to care for and love- sob at the revelation.Richy's words and Jessy's cries echoed in your mind.The screen had gone black.

Nothing.

You found yourself looking at your reflection briefly.What were you supposed to do?This time you had no "lead" and no one to follow.You were truly on your own,as you guessed Jessy wasn't in a position to explain-but neither were you .

Richy.Richy.A person you grew to laugh with,to talk with,to care for...A person you'd trust with your life.

You bitterly laughed at the irony.The person you would trust with your life was probably the same person who wouldn't hesitate to take it.

"God," you mumbled as you buried your head in your knees.

How could he do such a thing?How could he lie to you like that-God all those lies...

How he trusted you,how he cared for your wellbeing-how he felt sorry for you.

You laughed bitterly once more,throwing your head back.

How he faked his death.How you felt responsible,how you cried and cried for what seemed like hours.

How easy was it for him?

A sour expression took over your face.

You raised your hand and looked at the screen.

You wanted to open it and give Richy a piece of your mind-he made you feel used,betrayed and overall like a piece of trash.

You wanted to make him feel like you did.

You wanted to degrade him,to insult him,to make him feel as horrible as you did!

But something held you back.You cursed at yourself and threw your head back again,closing your eyes.

You felt your eyes burn and your throat tightening.You tried to take some breaths in but that didn't help.Soon a sob escaped your mouth-and then another.The tears flowed freely.

How could he do this to you?

You thought you were friends.

Did he ever even consider you his friend?Even for a minute?Did he care about you?

A loud sound left your lips as you found yourself leaning on the floor.

He must have hated you since you joined and started investigating.

You winced and shut your eyes,more sobs escaping your mouth.

He never cared about you.It was all fake.The only way to characterise his behaviour is to call it sadistic,maybe he enjoys hurting people and that's why he befriended you.So he could see you fall apart.

That was the only reasonable explanation.

You threw your phone across the room.It made a loud sound as it collided with the furniture-or the wall,you didn't really pay any attention to where it fell.You were more focused on calling Richy any name that existed on earth,from "traitor" to other words that had never left your lips before.

You wanted to hate him so much but for some reason you couldn't.

You leaned on the floor,sobbing as the tears fell from your eyes freely.

Richy was someone you loved to joke around with,to talk with,to care for.He grew to be someone special to you,he made you care about him,just so he could make this hurt much more than it should!

You tried to breath properly but it just wasn't happening.Your breaths were short and uneven.

How could he do this to you?How could he lie like this to you?To everyone,to Jessy-Oh God Jessy!

You groaned and placed your head in your palms,rubbing your cheeks and forehead.You crawled across the room-not feeling like standing up- and grabbed your phone.You cursed under your breath at the shattered screen but unlocked your phone and tapped on Jessy's contact.

"Why is Richy online?"

You shut your eyes as a wave of new tears tried to spill and put a hand over your mouth in an attempt to hold back your sobs,however nothing worked. Jessy's last text,her reaction and her words returned.Your phone fell next to you.

You were sobbing and shaking,at this point not caring how loud you were.You imagined Jessy to be in the same state as you,something that hurt you even more.Jessy didn't deserve this-none of them did.

You breaths were unsteady and short.

How would you manage to tell them?

Another sob left your lips as you leaned on the floor.

You could imagine countless conversations with you revealing the man without a face's identity to your friends and your heart clenched more and more thinking about it.You didn't have the strength to do it-at least not now.

The idea of Richy-your sweet friend Richy being behind the kidnapping,the threatening phone calls,the fear and anxiety while he was also the man who eased your fears and worries,the one who could put a smile on your face was something you struggled to understand,even after seeing him take his mask off in front of you.

Maybe he was threatened by the man without a face to say everything?

You quickly shrugged the thought off,even now you tried to find a way to excuse him.

His lies and hypocrisy made your stomach turn once more.

The thought of him hurting you made you freeze.He had invited you as the man without a face to see him.What would he have done?

You felt your throat tighten once more and continued to cry uncontrollably.

It was clear to you that he didn't care about you one bit,everything was an elaborate lie to get you to like and trust him.Thinking back to your conversations,as painful as it was and despite how thoughtful he appeared to be,you could now see everything was obvious.You just did not want to believe it.

You rubbed your nose with the back of your hand,trying to calm yourself down.You took a few breaths and felt your heartbeat slowing down,beating in a much more natural rhythm.

However,as soon as your phone's screen started to lit up,everything changed.

Dan

Hey uh...I called Jessy and she said something about Richy but couldn't really finish her sentence?You know anything?

Your hand trembled as you tapped on his contact.

What makes you think I would know?

You stalled.You weren't sure you were ready to say it to anyone,it would feel much more real that way and you definitely weren't ready for it to become a new,accepted reality.

Dan's message made your lips curve up ever so slightly.

Come on boo,you always know everything

As soon as the fact you'd have to reply came back,you took in a shaky breath.

I'm sorry.

That's the only thing that came out.Dan's response was simple,just a question mark.The answer though would have to be much more complicated to type out than a mere question mark.

It was Richy

Your eyes started to hurt.For a few seconds,silence.

Then,you heard your phone ringing.With a deep-and trembling- breath,you accepted the call.

"Hey Dan," you didn't know what else to say but hey.So you smiled,not bothering to make it look like an actual smile.

"What do you mean it was Richy?" he was unconsciously -or not- pretending to not understand and that made your work much more difficult.Yet you didn't blame him.You would have done the same if the man hadn't called you himself.

"He was the one behind everything Dan" you gave up,fresh tears started building up in your eyes and your shoulders fell."He kidnapped Hannah,stalked you,the one who followed Cleo,the one who-" you found yourself stopping,your throat tight as ever.You looked upwards,trying not to cry in front of the man.However your voice betrayed you.

"He's the one who attacked Jessy and threatened us and-" you couldn't speak anymore,your hand covered your face.Dan didn't react,not in a way you could hear him at least.

"That bastard," it came out what felt like hours of a long silence between you and for some reason,you chuckled while wiping your tears and finally looking up at him.

"Yeah,"

He was looking to the side.You guessed it was because he was trying to understand every word you said,and you thought there were tears in his eyes.

Aha.When he turned towards you,there was an unnatural glint to them.

"He's the one who messed with my car?" he asked,his voice low yet small and fragile.You shook your head."No,he said he didn't mess with your car.He didn't kill Amy either.At least not directly,he-"

Dan punching something next to you made you flinch and stop.

He cursed under his breath repeatedly before remembering you're also there.

"Sorry MC.I need-fuck," he chuckled dryly. "I don't know what.Probably a drink or two or twenty to-" he swallowed,"-to ...yeah," with that,he hang up.

You remained there,staring at the screen again.However this time not for long.You got a text from Thomas,which you opened hurriedly.

"MC.You have to see this" you read.You frowned,did he wanna show you something about Richy too?Anxiety settled again.

The picture that came soon after made you breath short breaths again.It was the mine,you thought.On fire.

I'm sorry.

Your immediate reaction was to text Jake,rushing to let him now and to get out of there quickly.However nothing went through.You run your hand through your hair and started kicking the floor with pathos.

After a while you thought to text Richy.Maybe a wrong move,stupid even,but you felt like you had to.

No response.

You shut your eyes,wishing for everything to be a very realistic nightmare.

Minutes felt like days passing as you sat there,on the floor,leaning on something-you hadn't noticed what it was- behind you.However,your screen lighting up and your notification pulled you out of your state of... yeah,that.

It was Thomas again.

He's fine,he got out.

Your heart jumped and you grinned at the news.

Jake?, you asked to confirm.Thomas's text came almost immediately after.

Yes.

You grinned and thanked everyone out there for Jake's safe return.

However,Thomas's next message left you with very mixed feelings.

Richy too.

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P.S. word decided to crash :') it's fine now though,thankfully I just had to rewrite certain parts and not the whole story.

I do not really believe the "Jake saved Richy" theory but it would be -really- cool if it's true and it serves my idea better so :') I hope you enjoyed.

Go listen to walls-not like actual walls,like go listen to the song-,snack and drink water now :)

Thanks for reading!

Have a good day/evening/afternoon/night !

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artic-willow · 2 years

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"Ariel.🎗✨"

If Jake and Summer (MC) had a daughter.😁

Let's say this is a 'If....' thing, if Summer and Jake was still in love and had a good relationship.

I decide to remake her, to be honest I never liked her first design so I change it.

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schnattchen91 · 2 years

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Duskwood - For all the Ghosts that are never gone

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angela-spasic · 11 months

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I changed something on the phone in the settings so that I could install the game "the healing", so my entire blog was deleted, so I had to activate it again love yaaa❤️❤️❤️😊😊😁

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ameliawarnerr · 7 months

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Pov: Lilly needs dating advice + jealous Jake as bonus

Lilly: Do you think I should say yes to him?

MC: YES!

Cleo: What? No! He didn't even ask you. He straight out told you to come at whatever restaurant. You deserve better.

MC: No but his exact words were and I quote, “Lilly, if there's any chance that you are going say no, then it's not a question. You are coming on a date with me.”

Jessy: I’m sorry MC, but I agree with Cleo on this one. He should give a choice you know.

MC: Well, she can still say no, right? So it's still a choice. Why are you guys totally missing out the point that he is SO desperate for her!

Dan: Uhm, is this a "girls talk" or are we guys allowed to say anything?

Cleo: No, you are not. Shutup.

Lilly: Guys, I'm dying here. I don't know what to doooo

MC: See, guys. I never wanted to rub it in your faces but I'm the only girl with a relationship in this gc so Lilly, you know who you must listen to.

Jessy: Really, MC? That's how Jake asked YOU out?

Jake: Jessica, I’d like if you don't drag me into this.

Jessy: I didn't drag you, Jake. MC did.

MC: I'm just helping Lilly make the right decision. You guys are being too hard on this guy. My man is so desperate he might be dying rn

Jake: My man?

MC: Figure of speech, Jake, don't distract me. I'm trying to win an argument here.

Cleo: Guys, we are wasting the time. Lilly is supposed give him an answer.

Lilly: Okay, everyone. Shut up. We’ll put this up for a vote. Guys can vote too. Yes or no

Cleo: No

Jessy: No

MC: Yes

Lilly: Dan?

MC: Yes, Dan, what you say?

Dan: Uhm....yes?

MC: Yep. Right answer.

MC: Thomas? Is it a YES or a no?

Thomas: Yes, ig.

Cleo: MC is scaring the guys!

MC: Oh come on, they are grown ass men

Lilly: I don't have time for this. Jake? If you say yes, it's a clear majority. But if you say no, then we’d have to ask one more person

Jake: I think no matter how desperate he is, he should have still asked. Rather than tell you.

MC: JAKE?!

Cleo: hahahahhaha

Jessy: wjjwkjjw hahahah omg

MC: Alright, children. We need a deciding vote. And who could be better than a man who owns a bar and have known more women than anybody here?

Dan: Please don't say Phil

MC: Phil MF Hawkins, who else.

MC added Phil to the groupchat

Phil: Hi?

MC: Hey, sweetheart. We have a situation and you need to vote either yes or no. The situation: In desperation, a guy told lilly to go out with him rather than asking her, which clearly isn't a big deal. Should she go or not?

Phil: I mean, if a girl did that to me, I’d say yes

MC: YES!

Phil: That’s what you wanted me to say? :)

MC: You are so much more insightful than most people in this gc, Phil.

Jake kicked out Phil

Dan: Thank you!

Jake to MC

Jake: We need to talk.

MC: I’m sorry. Are you TELLING me that we need to talk rather than ASKING me if I want to talk?

MC: I’m afraid I’d have to say no

(oneshot in continuation to this particular conversation coming soon 😏😏)

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vickdrake · 4 months

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With or without you

He continues to run through my mind even after months of the tragedy that occurred at the iron mine.

Two bodies were found.

Richy had his funeral long before i could get to Duskwood. Jake was simply taken as a criminal to the rest, a mistake that had been erased from the equation by the same fire. Of course he didn't have a funeral, but Lilly called asking me to come to Duskwood, that somehow i accompany her to say goodbye to him.

Honestly, i never would have expected that call. The others were acting a little strange around me after Richy's death, i didn't blame them. Hence when Lilly called i was more than surprised.

It had been a long and tiring trip, but I wasn't tired enough to stay at the hotel, so i just got to know Duskwood a little on my own, remembering when Jessy showed it to me through photos and videos.

I passed before through the cemetery. I couldn't be at Richy's funeral and i honestly don't know if i would have preferred to be there, not after everything that happened. My family had kept me away from funerals since i was a child and i preferred not to attend, it had become a custom that many did not like.

The resentment i felt for him prevented tears from coming as soon as i saw his grave with flowers that the group of friends surely brought here frequently.

I sat on the grass, looking at the engraving of his name in stone, and i was transported back to the first day of all this, when Thomas put me in that group. I had never stopped suspecting any of them, the affection was there, it was real, but my father had trained me well.

I didn't lie to Jake when i told him that my father was a famous detective, i knew he wouldn't believe that i meant it.

I had torn a couple of grasses out of the ground in fury until i realized what i was doing.

—Bastard —was the only thing i muttered to the grave. Everything around me had fallen silent, as if he were listening to me.

I left the bouquet of purple hyacinths next to the other flowers, feeling a slight stab of pain deep in my chest before getting up and leaving the spirit of the mechanic behind.

Richy. The boring and friendly mechanic. A nice boy who had a difficult life. Very good friend. No one would have suspected him if his plan had gone perfectly, maybe not. Just maybe.

I walked a couple of blocks when i felt how thirsty i was, just one word to Richy had cost me enough energy to want to drink something at the Rainbow coffee.

Two bodies. The flames swallowed them.

I frowned and pinched the bridge of my nose, sighing in frustration at the sudden thought. I regretted having agreed to come, i certainly wasn't prepared for this, not as i had thinked.

Duskwood was strange, those who resided here were even stranger. This was a place destined for tragedy.

At that time, the news came to me later. The numbers had simply disappeared from my cell phone, as if they had never existed. The memory of the anguish i felt in my throat is present again now.

Jessy got my number after a while from Thomas, who really seemed to keep remembering my number. She told me everything. She didn't cry at first, but it didn't take long.

She asked me for explanations, she wanted to know what Richy had told me and then Jessy asked if i had suspected him.

I think it affected her that i didn't tell her about my suspicions at the time.

I crane my head back in the cafeteria chair and start to get up to go pay, wanting to get rid of all the flashbacks, but when i look up from the coffee i had finished almost thirty minutes ago, i was met with the gaze of a man at the other table.

"I know you"

A shiver runs down my spine, i only hold my gaze for a few seconds before looking away and heading to the cashier to pay for my coffee, feeling the urge to get away from there and go find Lilly for once.

The man is no longer at the table when i go to the door, i think about the idea that he could have left while i was paying, but then i find him just a few steps away from me which causes me a micro heart attack. He's looking at me again and i seems to see him sneaking a smile when he sees me getting scared.

Another reason to say that Duskwood was strange.

The man heads to the door before me and opens it, i wait for him to leave, but then he looks back at me as he holds the door in his hand. He remains serious and as soon as i get close i start observing him. He has a backpack hanging from one shoulder and a black jacket, his black hair covering his eyes a little, and the eyes... I seem to think that his eyes are gray from the distance i'm at, but when i'm almost next to him i notice that they are green.

He doesn't take his gaze off me. He tilts his head slightly to the side, as if i'm causing him some curiosity.

I have the feeling that i know who he is, but maybe it's fear that takes over me, that prevents me from holding his hand, his face, his lips on mine.

You know who he is. You know.

I think i see a slight smile at the corner of his lips, no, i don't think so, it is. He smiles. There's a barely noticeable amused glow in his irises. Does he know what i think?

The voice continues screaming inside me, as if i recognized him from a long time ago in my existence.

I may have chosen to ignore reality at that moment, maybe i just couldn't face him at that moment.

Everything happens in a second, i just press my lips slightly, without smiling, it's almost a smile but it's not quite there. I thank him and walk out the door.

I know somehow that i will see him again. He wouldn't have shown up today if he didn't know what i was about to do with Lilly, if he didn't know that i was going to say goodbye to him today with her.

In the few seconds that i looked into his eyes, he had conveyed everything to me. The silent request, the last favor, and deep down, the warmth of his love.

Maybe Jake believed he had found me first, but i would never have let someone follow me for too long if i had considered him a danger.

Masterlist

Note: Happy new year to everyone. I apologize if the events of this one shot are too fast, I had very little time and I somehow wanted to have it finished by today. Plus I'm still not too comfortable with making a long story :(

If you want to keep reading -> Do i know you?

Without further ado, I give you the best wishes♡

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satveek · 5 months

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Jake x MC ~~Hacked.

MC: When will you teach me hacking? Jake: When will you teach me hacking? MC: Are you copying me? Jake: No, I really want to learn hacking. MC: I don't know how to hack. Aren't you the hacker? Do you even know that Hannah's friend still call you hacker? Jake: If you don't know how to hack then how did you hacked me? MC: I, when? Jake: The moment you interacted with me for the first time. MC: No, I didn't hack you. Jake: You hacked my heart. It always crave for you. Mc: *Blushes* Don't make me speechless. Jake: I will. *Kisses MC* *Extra blushes*

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reality-exodus · 2 months

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Broken Promises:

Summary: MC goes to the mines and meets Jake, what happens after the explosion to Jake and to Richy? A mysterious burglar gets caught at the Garage and aims for MC.

Status: On going

-Chapters 3 4 & 5 are on wattpad, availiable on guest users too, sr for that-

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 6

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paigenoelchas-blog · 11 months

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Part 1: Five Years

Part 2: One Chance

TW: violence against women, torture, and sexual threats hold true throughout the entire story.

...Five years since he had been afraid. Five years since his pursuers had been put in jail. Five years since he returned to her. Five years since his life began.

Four years since their wedding at the courthouse. Jessy and Dan were there along with his sisters. It had been a beautiful day, they honeymooned at the beach and spent the week with their toes in the sand and a fruity drink in their hand. That is when they left the room.

Three years since they had established a life for themselves, signing the papers for a house in the woods of northern California, far away from where they had once been, far away from their old lives that were plagued with fear and spent hiding in the shadows.

Two years since they decided that they needed a dog. Two years since MC convinced him that they needed two and they needed to adopt them from a shelter. Two years since Milo and Lily entered their world and they began to feel love in a new way.

One year since they decided that they wanted kids to round out their home. One year since MC stopped birth control. One year since the sweet talk turned to discussions of baby names and nursery colors.

Six months since she told him that he was going to be a father. Six months since they cried tears of joy and held each other all night. Six months since Jessy started planning a baby shower. Six months since he bought tickets for their babymoon.

Four months since they heard the heartbeat and the dream became real. Four months since he started reading to MC's belly, hoping the baby would get used to his voice. Four months until he felt the need to protect their baby. Four months since her realized what a daunting task that would be.

Three months since they found out that it would be a girl. Six months since he imagined daddy-daughter dates and planned secret fishing trips. Six months since he bought her a ballerina outfit and her first teddy bear.

Two months since he watched MC sleep, his hand on her belly and he felt the baby kick. Two months since he started dreaming of her first steps and all of her other firsts.

One month since he swore that he was the luckiest man on Earth. Lucky to have his freedom, this life, her. Lucky that he was going to be a dad. Lucky that they had put away his pursuers and could have their forever together.

One day since the phone rang and threatened all of the plans that he had made, that they had made. One day since the fear returned, one day since he realized that he had to run. One day since he realized that he may never meet his child, that she may never know him or his deep love for her. One day he realized that he would gladly sacrifice himself for their safety.

It was the FBI warning him that his pursuer, George Lathemoore, had escaped from jail and was out for revenge. They couldn't promise the kind of protection that he would need. This was unacceptable. Nothing could happen to them.

He watched her sleep. She was peaceful and happy with no idea what tomorrow would look like. She was still the most beautiful creature that he had ever laid eyes on. There would never, had never, would never be another woman as incredible as her. There would never be another that could speak to his heart and certainly, never another with whom he could fulfill all of his dreams.

She healed his broken heart. She was all that he wanted or needed. She was his world.

He was going to break her heart as well as his own.

He had to leave to keep them safe. He had to get as far away from them as possible, so they could never get near her or the baby. He vowed to keep them safe at all costs. His life was worth nothing without theirs and his death, if it was required, would be worth it if it ensured their safety.

She was all there was, and their baby who he adored already, would do just fine with a mother like MC. He needed them to be fine. He would do whatever it took to make them fine and safe.

So, with tears in his eyes, he leaned down and kissed her belly, whispering a few words to the baby. He ran his hands through her hair and brushed soft kisses on her cheek promising her that she would be the last thing he thought about before his eyes closed and that he would return to her as soon as possible. Telling her that his body already ached at the loss of her.

Ten minutes until he had to leave his life. He tried to soak up this moment so he could remember the way she looked with rosy cheeks and in the glow of pregnancy. He wanted to remember the way she smelled of orange blossoms and sable. He hoped that he would remember the smoothness of her skin and the way her voice deepened when they spoke of the things of the heart.

One minute in which he paused and said a silent prayer that she would forgive him and that someday she would be back in his arms.

Then he turned, grabbed his bag, loaded with only a change of clothes, his computer, a burner phone, an ultrasound photo of the baby and their wedding photo, and a couple hundred dollars in cash, and snuck out the door in the middle of the night, without a note or a message for the love of his life.

Now, he shuffled through the streets, trying to catch their attention, hoping that they would follow him and move far away from her. Tears were burning his eyes and there was a strange stinging sensation in his heart, but he was doing what he must. He had to be able to live with that. He would deal with the consequences later.

If only he had known that it wasn't through him that they had planned on exacting their revenge. What better way was there to hurt a man than to destroy the love of his life? What better way to bring Jake to his knees than to threaten and torture his love?

So, as Jake snuck out of the apartment, too overcome by his own misery and panic to survey the surroundings, George slithered into MC's house, calmed the dogs with treats, and climbed in bed next to her, waiting for her eyes to open and panic to set in.

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giu-world · 2 years

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MC: My hands are cold...

Jake holds their hands

MC: ...you know what? For some reason, my lips are getting cold too.

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hacked-by-jake · 1 month

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[MC (they-them) × Jake × fluff]

MC stepped out of the police station, relieved to have finally finished the last report on the Hannah case, feeling the warmth of the sun on their face and the crisp spring air filling their lungs. They glanced at their watch, already mentally mapping out their route to the next town where their expertise was needed. But before they could take another step, a mysterious figure clad in black approached them, sunglasses hiding his eyes, a hood obscuring his features.

"Are you MC?" he asked, his voice low and gravelly.

They nodded cautiously as he handed them a sealed envelope without another word. Without waiting for a response, the enigmatic figure vanished into the bustling street. Intrigued and slightly unnerved, MC tore open the letter, their curiosity piqued by the unexpected delivery, despite already having a premonition about the sender of this letter..

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𝘔𝘺 𝘋𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘔𝘊,

I'm sending this letter to assure you of my safety.

As I sit here, penning these words to you, my heart races with both excitement and trepidation. The events that unfolded during our recent mission have left me both exhilarated and wounded, both physically and emotionally. But above all else, they've left me longing for your reassuring presence.

I write to you now, not from a place of despair, but from a place of hope and determination. Despite the close call and the injuries sustained, I want you to know that I am safe and on the path to recovery. The mine left me with several, light injuries. The burns may sting, but they are nothing compared to the ache in my heart from being away from you.

MC, our partnership has been nothing short of extraordinary. Together, we've faced challenges that most would shy away from, and emerged victorious against all odds. The way you fearlessly tackled every obstacle, with unwavering resolve, fills me with an indescribable pride. You are the true hero in this story.

Yet, amidst the chaos and danger, I can't shake the feeling of guilt for putting you in harm's way. Please know that it was never my intention to cause you worry or pain. If anything, I am in awe of your strength and resilience, and I am eternally grateful for your unwavering support.

As we embark on this temporary separation, I find solace in the knowledge that it is only a matter of time before we reunite. I've been informed about the City near Duskwood, where they requested your assistance. Moonvale awaits us with its mysteries and challenges, and I have no doubt that together, we will conquer whatever obstacles lie ahead.

Until then, my love, take comfort in the knowledge that I carry you with me always, in every beat of my heart and every thought that crosses my mind. Stay strong, stay safe, and know that I am counting down the moments until we can be together again.

I, too, will personally ensure your safety. Nymos and I are committed to clearing your path and doing whatever it takes to protect you. I've shared my vulnerability with you before, and in light of the recent events at Grim Rock, I find myself even more dependent and at your mercy.

I'm incredibly proud of you for cracking the case and saving my sister. The challenges you confronted, the horrors you endured, and the loss of Richy... I can only begin to fathom the emotional anguish you're experiencing, but I vow to be your unwavering support, concealed in the shadows, yet ever-present by your side, even if you cannot perceive me. I will never leave you alone.

MC, my love, I promise you, we will see each other again when the time comes.

With all my heart,

Jake

A/n: A little thing after the release of the date, just a little idea. Actually, I just wanted to post the letter, but decided to add the first part, just as an introduction. Letters from Jake are just great, aren’t they? :) I was a bit proud for the wording here. Even if the first part is pretty short and not so detailed. But well, writing Jake is a stress-lovely something. I hope you liked it. Thanks for reading and I hope you will have a fantastic day/evening/night! 💚

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