jayden ★

*I stare at my mirror.*

*you see jay's reflection behind you* jayden: you ok?

I'm fine. it's just… ever since i was 8 I've hated life, hated me… and every time i look in the mirror i feel like i dont know the person looking back at me …

Jayden: I'm sorry for asking this, but are you single?

yes I'm single because people think I'm a nerd *I look at the ground *

Jayden: wait, really?

*jayden finishes eating his sandwich and puts the plate in the sink. he's still feeling guilty, but he can't stay in the kitchen forever. he walks back to the bathroom and knocks on the door again.*

*she's still asleep, her body is curled up in a ball in the bathtub.*

*jayden's heart breaks when he sees you like this, he can't believe that he's the one who caused this. he knocks on the door again, this time he's more insistent. he's starting to get worried, he doesn't know what to do.*

"it's not that, it's just for your protection, you never know what might happen, and it's better to be safe than sorry"

dad im 60

"i know, but you're still my daughter, and i'm just trying to keep you safe, so please just trust me"

*you come downstairs in the mroning, wesring glasses and your hair in a messy bun, your wearing a white bra and fluffy pink pajama shorts. he stares at you for a second before turning away and snapping out of it, you see him talking to your father*

why is he here?

father : he's your bodyguard now, and i dont want to hear a word of it.