L.E.S.

L.E.S.

pairing: Jakexfem!MC

summary: It was supposed to be a normal night in Aurora, but too many drinks, an argument, jealousy and lust changed everything.

warnings: sexual content, light sub!Jake, dom!MC, very possessive MC, lot of cursing

words: 4k

author's note: i don't like it very much, share your opinion in the comment🙏 i was inspired to write by the song les childish gambino, hence the title. enjoy reading!

After many months of continuous and exhausting fight for Jake's freedom, we finally succeeded. Of course, it wasn't perfect, it's rather normal, I knew perfectly well that life with him would not be stable or normal, but I was happy. After many days of destructive storm, there was a clearing up and a few rays of warm sun. We saw a light at the end of our road that I traveled with him. Hand in hand.

Jake agreed to a deal with the FBI. He was one of the best hackers in the world, and they needed someone like him. Especially now that they were chasing a gang of cybercriminals who were also human traffickers. Jake only because of me, for which I was eternally grateful. Finally, I could go to sleep normally and not be afraid if he was still alive or had already been captured and killed for stealing state secrets.

Well, it was even better. We moved in together in Duskwood a few days ago so Jake could catch up with his sisters. I wasn't against it either - after all, I had new friends here. Jessy, Dan, and Lilly have become more important to me than I thought they would become. Hannah and I were just getting to know each other, but I saw a mirror image of Jake in her. They were both rather quiet in the crowd, and it's only when you get to know them better that you see their funny and sociable side. Thomas and Cleo remained a walking mystery to me. During the Hannah investigation, I noticed how Cleo behaved around Thomas. She was always by his side, always wanted to accompany him, always gave him a sweet smile whenever needed. It was quite suspicious, especially since after finding Hannah it was still the same. When Hannah was in the hospital, Cleo was the first to help Thomas with something around the house and so on. I thought it was probably just their habit, after all, she wouldn't betray her best friend? Thomas didn't seem like the type to cheat on his missing girlfriend either, so I always pushed those thoughts as far away as possible.

But the situation changed dramatically. These were no longer just sick guesses during the investigation bout people I only knew on the phone. No. This time we were all together, surrounded by loud music, sitting at one of the tables in Aurora, celebrating the engagement of Hannah and Thomas. And this time my thoughts did not revolve around them, but around the black-haired man sitting across from me.

It started from the moment I entered the club. Cleo greeted Jake - nicer than usual. I didn't pay much attention to it at the time, we were all friends, and I was glad to see Jake opening up to them more and more. That's when I let go of his hand because Jessy was waving at me at the bar, so I whispered to my boyfriend to take our seats at the table and that I'd be right back. I was surprised when I came back together with the redhead, and Jake was sitting quite tense between Cleo and Dan, and two seats were left only with Lilly. But I brushed it aside, because we were all friends, right?

I didn't really shake it up. I promise! I got into an interesting conversation with Jessy, Lilly and Hannah about her engagement ring, forgetting about Cleo's strange greeting. But I got suspicious when she started talking to him at the table where I was also sitting. We never officially announced to them that we are together, but it was clear and transparent? We moved in together in Duskwood - that must have put her on that track.

– Jake, would you pass me that sauce? – she asked, her lips stretched into a sweet smile. No wonder, right? But I was sitting closest to the sauce, so why couldn't she ask me? Jake nodded and handed her the sauce, and was soon talking to Dan about something. From hate to friendship, huh? At this table sat two pieces of evidence that separated them by a fine line: Me and Lilly, and the men just mentioned.

I clenched my jaw all evening and didn't say anything stupid, nothing that would ruin night that belonged to Hannah and Thomas. I ignored all her smiles, winks, and leaning in so that her tits were level with his eyes. But the moment she walked with the glass and her hand accidentally slipped onto his black shirt turned the cup of bitterness.

– Oh God, I'm sorry! I didn't want to stain your shirt. – she stuttered quickly, her hands touching the spots on his chest. They've been there too long. Much too long than just checking how big the stain is.

Maybe I was a little jealous.

Touch him again and you're dead.

I must admit I am a little possessive.

Very possessive.

– Nothing happened. – Jake mumbled quickly, but Cleo was still apologizing to him. – Really, Cleo is nothing. Just a stain, it'll dry soon. – he said grabbing her shoulders to calm her down

I felt my blood start to boil and I wondered if that was what Jake felt when Phil leaned against me?

But she touched him. And he touched her, and apparently he has no problem with it. Then he looked at me and smiled softly, and I realized that I hadn't spoken to him since arriving here. Cleo must have kept him busy.

– Jake, we should wash your shirt to make sure you don't leave a stain. – I heard Cleo's comment, which immediately sobered me up. What the fuck?

– I'll fix it. – I said quickly and gave her the most believable smile. I don't know if I succeeded because I felt it came out more like a grimace. The black-haired hacker nodded and followed me, and I followed the direction known only to myself.

Jake caught up with me and grabbed my hand

– Wait, where are you going? – he asked not knowing what was going on. – These are the bathrooms for the staff.

I smiled enticingly as understanding flooded his body. He opened his eyes wide and I grabbed the collar of his shirt and dragged him into the empty toilet. There was no one in it, so I locked the door, and then without thinking I bit into the hacker's mouth with as much force as I don't think I've ever had before. I was hungry for his touch, and the taste of tequila on his lips made me even thirstier. I pinned him against the wall, deepening the kiss, now tasting the different flavors of the drinks on his tongue. He fought for dominance in the kiss, but quickly gave up feeling my determination. I wanted to remind him who he was in a relationship with and who he belonged to. His hands roamed my back and finally reached my hips, which he squeezed tightly. I moaned right into his lips, undoing the first buttons of his black shirt. All evening I had to keep my mind from tearing his beautiful clothes, which made him look damn good.

– MC, what's come over you? He mumbled between kisses against my swollen lips

– You just look like a Greek God today – I croaked avoiding his gaze, but the boy didn't believe me – Okay, okay! I just don't like it when some other girl.. filrts with you?

Jake's eyes widened in question. I snorted in response.

– Don't pretend you didn't see it either. Cleo has been sticking to you since we got here. – I swallowed hard

Jake raised his eyebrows

– You were jealous of Cleo?

I didn't answer, biting the inside of my cheek. Damn, that's more embarrassing than I thought.

– You are jealous. – His tone made it clear that he was pleased with the state I was in, but there was also a note of surprise in it.

I sighed heavily, then one of my hands moved to his hair, which I lightly tugged, and the other to his throat. I tightened my grip slightly, and my wet lips began to trail kisses down his jaw and the side of his neck. I felt his heart beating faster and his hands tightened on my hips. Soon all that could be heard in the bathroom was muffled club music and his heavy breathing. After a moment, I kissed him deep on the mouth again before breaking the kiss.

– I'm not the jealous type, but what's mine is mine. – I whispered, tightening my hand on his throat a little more. I could feel his rapid pulse under my fingers. At that point, I wasn't surprised why he was always the one taking control of the bed matters. The feeling of domination was damn nice and addictive. Jake was the type of person who had to keep things under control. Every little detail. – It pisses me off when someone tries their luck with my puppy.

I said the last sentence half jokingly, half seriously - I wanted to prove to the hacker that he wasn't the only one who was a master at coming up with nicknames in situations like this. I heard his muffled chuckle, then quickly turned me around, pinning me against the wall. His lips attacked my neck and a soft moan escaped my lips. I felt his erection against my lower belly, and I couldn't help but smile. I was glad that he liked me in a different version than the one he was used to.

I pushed him away a little and he gave me a hazy look and I just smiled at him.

- I want a ride. – I bit my lip and started pushing him towards the toilet so he could sit down

Startled, he sat down and I straddled him, slowly rolling up my dress. He watched me with wet, swollen lips and drooping eyelids.God, I was ready to kill for this view.

– How do you feel about what we're going to do here? In a public restroom where anyone with a key could find us? – I whispered sensually into his ear as I tried to undo his fly

– Like a criminal. – he replied, breathing heavily. – It's more tempting than stealing state secrets.

I laughed darkly and was about to take off his boxers when we heard a loud knock. I jumped off the boy, and he was visibly flushed in the rush to zip up his fly and shirt. Well, he couldn't hide the red spots on his neck from my kisses or my rapid breathing like I did. I hastily smoothed my dress, then opened the door, ready for a reprimand from some employee. To my surprise, none other than Cleo was standing there. I closed my eyes for five seconds, letting out an angry, shaky breath, and she giggled.

– I think you've got the wrong bathroom, MC. – she said, and I looked at her with dubious faith in her intelligence. – And you were gone so long that I thought something had happened.

My patience is over. If she didn't understand any subtle signs, I had to explain it to her face. She went too far and I was able to stand up for myself.

She passed Jake and I saw that she was barely standing. She really was experiencing the engagement more than I thought. I asked my boyfriend to leave because I was going to explain to her how things were.

She smiled at me, but not as charmingly as at the black-haired girl. I smiled back and walked over to the nearby sink to wash my hands.

– It's pretty hot in there, isn't it? – she asked, trying to make some sort of conversation

I could break her nose right now if I wanted to. Or her jaw? Or would her hand be in better shape so that she could no longer touch any taken man?

MC get over yourself!

– Yes, quite. – I replied by turning off the tap and reaching for the paper. – Listen, do you like Jake?

The question came out of my mouth before I even planned to ask it. Damn, do I always have to talk first and think later?

– W-what kind of question is that? - She replied confused, trying to hide her nervousness. I shrugged, tossing the wet paper into the wastebasket.

– You know.. he is devilishly smart, he has exceptional abilities. – I began to exchange innocently, still maintaining a friendly tone of voice. I started to approach her and when I was less than half a meter away I added – And he's so handsome.

Cleo blushed and her eyes widened.

– Come on, Cleo, go ahead. – I gave her a friendly laugh and it was probably one of the most fake smiles in my entire life. I was pissed off that I only enjoyed Jake for a few days, and someone else was already trying their luck. – You weren't as discreet as you thought.

– Um, well he's alright. – she replied avoiding eye contact and my smile disappeared.

– So what the fuck you want from him? You want to fuck him? – I asked, losing my wits and patience. Cleo looked at me, and I saw how her expression was overcome by anger

– Watch your words, MC. – She threatened me and I snorted – You have such big complexes that you are afraid that Jake will cheat on you? Or maybe you see that you are not enough for him?

My lips parted slightly in disbelief at her words. Was it her thoughts for a long time, or was it just the result of her weak head for the drinks she had here? I can't remember the last time I was this fucking furious. She thought she was better for Jake?

– Who the fuck do you think you're talking to? – I asked loudly and with the fury that had been gathering in me since arriving here. – What the fuck you think you're doing? You think you're better because you're hitting on taken men? When one gets engaged to your friend, you go on to the next one? – I let out a mocking, dry laugh. –You know what I can give you. Keep your shitty nose out of other people relationships. Especially mine.

When she didn't answer, I moved even closer and said in her ear, emphasized every word.

– Get your filthy hands from my man.

Then I left it there, walking out and heading towards the table where my friends were sitting.

– We have to go. – I said, feigning a contrite and sad expression on my face, and Jake visibly swallowed, still flushed. – We'll call you and see you soon.

We said goodbye and congratulated Hannah and Thomas one last time on their engagement. Cleo didn't come until we left, which I took as my little victory.

* * *

I smiled at the sight of the hacker lying naked in our bed. He was breathing hard, and all the words he wanted to say to me died in his throat when he saw me in my underwear. Especially for this occasion, I wore a black, lace set for him, which was quite translucent, because it consisted mainly of mesh and a few stripes. I approached the corner of the bed, tilting my head slightly.

– Well.. How do you like it? – I asked, referring to our first conversation, to which he responded with a soft laugh

– I don't know what you mean. – he feigned thought, quoting my first words to him

I clucked in displeasure, then sat down in the armchair next to the bed, still watching him closely.

– You're quite saucy for the adorable puppy that you are. – I said, biting the inside of my cheek as I thought about the punishment for the disobedient boy

– If I am your adorable puppy do I get any puppy privileges? – he sneered, trying to hide his excitement under a mask of laughter, but I could see his body language that almost begged for it

– I do not think so. Only good puppies get privileges, you deserve only punishment. – I replied with a small smirk on my lips. Jake fell silent, still staring straight into my eyes. – Damn, I have so many ideas, but I can't decide on one.

Hacker gave me a questioning look, and I began to speak, modulating my voice slightly to sound more attractive.

– I could get naked and grind on your dick, watching as you squirm underneath me, every inch of dominance leaving you as you fully succumb to me, begging to put you inside of me. – I started slowly, seeing every little reaction from him to my words. His chest began to heave faster and more often, and his cock hardened even more.

– Or – I smiled – I could stay in that chair and make you watch me pleasure myself. You would hear my every moan, and all you could do was beg for mercy, to let me touch you. – I looked down at my red nails as a soft moan escaped his lips

– Or

– N-no – he purred

– Or I could do absolutely nothing but tell you all the dirty things I want to do with you right now. You don't even know how hot you are when you're whimpering and fighting for control over yourself and your desires.

– MC..

– Mm? – I clucked in displeasure at his words. – Where are your manners?

– P-please. – he stuttered, his cock twitching. I continued to stare at him expectantly until he finally understood. – Please m'am.

I licked my lips contentedly, then my hands began to roam my body. His whimpers were incredibly hot. I touched my breasts lightly, finally pushing aside the fabric of my lace panties and touching my wetness. I moaned softly, circling over my clit, feeling his eyes all over my body. He couldn't touch himself, he was doomed to watch me enjoy myself. My movements got faster and faster and my moans got louder. I opened my eyes and saw Jake staring at me with such adoration and reverence that I had never seen in anyone else. I groan at the mere sight of him, and his head tilted back in convulsions of pleasurable pain.

– Please what? – I asked, breathing heavily but slowing my hand movements, regaining control

– Let me touch you. – he whined – God, please let me touch you.

I smiled indulgently, then got up from the chair and approached the desperate man. I climbed on top of him, straddling his hips. I immediately felt his hard erection which made me snarl loudly. I leaned down, placing my hand on the back of his hair to pull his head back hard. He hissed in a slight pain, and I started to plant wet kisses all the way down his throat, sucking on his most sensitive spot, which made a whimper crawl out of his throat. His hands tightened on my hips, which he began to move to get any friction. Our wet lips met again in a hungry, needy, passionate kiss. Our moans mingled to form one common rhythm.

I pulled away from his mouth and started to move my lips lower and lower, kissing his shoulders, collarbones, nicely defined muscles of his stomach. I looked up, making contact with the hacker, who looked so beautiful at that moment that I wanted to cry. I wanted to shout to the whole world that this beautiful and breathtaking man was mine. He was illuminated only by streaks of moon that streamed through the window, enhancing its otherworldly appearance. The young hacker was mesmerizing. His jet-black, now very messy hair, his godly face, his prominent clavicles, slight muscles of his arms and stomach, and the paleness of his skin. God, only you knew how delighted and lost I was in him.

I licked my lips and kissed the tip of his dick without taking my eyes off him. His lips parted and even heavier breaths came out.

– You are so beautiful – I mumbled, sending a vibration along his dick. – My pretty hackerboy.

I saw his cheeks blush, which made my heart beat even faster.

I teased the head of his cock a bit with the tip of my tongue, and as I licked the entire length of it before closing it in my mouth, I heard him curse loudly and groan.

– Oh, fuck.

I started out calmly to tease him a little more, but soon I sped up my movements, experimenting harder and moving my head faster. Jake wasn't afraid to show his pleasure, which made him even more attractive. His loud and desperate moans left me completely soaked. I felt that the boy was close to orgasm, so I stopped what I was doing and lifted my head. He looked at me with slight annoyance that I had ruined his orgasm and I gave him an innocent smirk.

– Doesn't feel so great, does it? – I asked before straddling his hips again. – Open your mouth for me.

Jake complied obediently, opening his mouth and I inserted two fingers, which he eagerly began to suck gently. I hummed contentedly, lifted my hips slightly, and started teasing him with my entrance. A muffled moan escaped his lips, and I slowly, unhurriedly lowered myself to him, feeling his length stretching me out. I groaned in delight, pulling my fingers from his mouth.Jake's eyes rolled to the back of his head.

– Fuck, MC y-you feel so good. – he gasped

– Mmm, like that? – I teased – So, I guess I can continue?

– Yes. – he barely breathed, and my hand grabbed his jaw, forcing him to look at me. –Please MC. – he begged, and I felt the satisfaction of power coursing through my body

I rode him passionately, and waves of pleasure flowed through my body, bringing me closer to fulfillment. His hands were on my hips and assisted my movements, our lips connected in hot kisses every now and then and faded away in moans and the sound of our bodies bouncing. At one point, Jake rose slightly, catching me in a tight hug, his hands landing on my back. I wrapped my thighs tighter around his hips, tugging hard on the ends of his hair.

– Tell me who you belong to. – I breathed heavily into his mouth

– I'm yours and yours only. – he replied immediately, his words bringing me to orgasm, which I accepted with a loud and desperate yelp that was practically a scream. – Oh, fuck! – hacker cried as I tightened on him

– I've got my eyes only on you. – he added in a hoarse whisper prolonging my high.

With those words, I felt that he came, filling me with his cum. His eyes rolled back once more, and from his mouth came the most sinful groan I've ever had the pleasure of hearing.

It took us a few moments to calm down and control the mercilessly fast beating of our hearts. We were still in the same position, I was sitting on him, he was soothingly drawing circles on my back and I was whispering words of praise to him like "you have done very well for me", "you were amazing" and a few others that even I didn't register. Jake was flushed and very flattered by my praise, which melted my heart. This man was so unaccustomed to compliments that I decided I had to change that. Especially now when we started living together in our home.

Finally, exhausted, we lay down, lying on each other's sides so that we could see each other's faces. Jake gently smoothed a strand of my hair. Suddenly I felt the urge to cry. Damn, what if Cleo was right about me not deserving of him?

– Everything's all right? – he asked quietly, and I bit the inside of my cheek. We both agreed that if we wanted to have a healthy relationship, we had to communicate with each other. Shit, I was the one who said it, so I couldn't be a hypocrite now.

– I'm sorry if I ruined your evening. – I whispered. – You probably wanted to stay with Hannah, and I made a jealous scene..

– Stop. – he interrupted me. – Believe me, I much prefer an evening in our bed than in Aurora. And wow, I've never seen you like this.

I chuckled a little and gave him a slightly provocative look.

– Yes? And how did you like it?

– It's terrifying, but... – he leaned in and started kissing my neck. – You've never been hotter. You don't even know how power and demanding suits you.

I exhaled hotly, and his lips traveled to the place under my ear.

– You don't have to worry about Cleo or anyone else. You've got this man wrapped around your finger, MC. – he whispered, and the hoarse tone of his voice filled with love, lust and reverence made my skin crawl – You are the most fascinating person I have ever laid my eyes on. No other woman compare to you, MC. You said I look like a Greek God? Well you are Aphrodite in the flesh.

"to me you're not roses

and i don't need your songs

just be my escape and help me break these walls"

its a quote from walls michael korbin and ITS SO JAKE AND MC PLS

I MEAN-

if we not get words like this in new game i swear to you

Fourth of July

summary: A story about Jake's childhood, youth and mother. (Ophelia) warnings: mention of mental health problems, a little JakexMC words: 3,5k

November 28, 1998

In a quiet and peaceful town, in a lonely hospital, at less than five o'clock in the morning, when a cold autumn morning was waking up to life, another human was born. He wasn't ordinary, he was someone else from the moment he was born. He was different.

Chestnut hair stuck to the sweaty forehead of the woman, who leaned back tiredly, trying to regain her even breathing.

– Just as we predicted. No complications, completely healthy and strong son!

A slight smile appeared on the tired woman's face.

– My little Jacob.

April 4, 2003

– Look. I found a daisy.

Hearing her son's high-pitched voice, the woman of average height looked up from the book she was reading at the little boy in front of her. His watchful gaze was focused on the tiny white flower in his hand, which he proudly held out to his mother.

This day was one of the first warm days of spring, which was the young woman's favorite season. They were surrounded by a forest in which beautiful and breathtaking plants bloomed and the warm rays of the sun enveloped them from the sky.

– It's beautiful, Jake. – she replied in a melodious voice. She sat up from the bench and leaned toward her five-year-old son. – Where did you find it?

– On the meadow. – He shrugged and held out the flower more strongly – It's for you. – added.

The incredibly sweet gesture amused and moved the young mother.

– Wouldn't you like to give it to your brother?

The woman chuckled softly as the boy rolled his eyes.

– I already gave him the stone. He threw it at my head.

She laughed again, but seeing his undisguised indignation, she accepted his gift and promised him that she will punish Kaden. The boy brightened up, and a slight smile appeared on his face, creating dimples on his cheeks.

The young mother once again admired the beauty of her son. Jake was a beautiful kid. He was a little bony for his age, even though he ate for two. His now sunlit face was like that of an angel. His thick hair, the color of dark chocolate pudding, cascaded over his forehead. But what caught his attention the most were his eyes. Beautiful, breath-taking, mesmerizing blue irises stood out on his innocent and charming face. Her heart clenched as she looked into her son's eyes, which were an identical reflection of his father's. Nathan Donfort.

She didn't want to remember the man who had completely broken her heart, so she thought back to Jake and began to fix his hair, which had been loosened by the sudden gust of wind.

She glanced at the white flower in her left hand out of the corner of her eye and swore one thing to herself. She promised herself that she would do everything in her power to keep her son exactly as he is now. Pure, innocent and free from any sin. She promised herself that she would make sure that Jake would always be as free, carefree and happy as he was now.

December 22, 2009

Christmas was fast approaching. Therefore, no one was surprised by the noise in the apartment, where a few more people were supposed to gather. In addition to Jake, Kaden and their mother, their grandmother and uncle were coming with their family. The whole apartment was nicely and climatically decorated, and the smell of home-made Christmas dishes was wafting, creating only increasing impatience in young boys.

– Kaden, how many times do I have to tell you that these gingerbread cookies are for Christmas? – she asked in a loud and slightly tired voice from the preparations, but she couldn't help but smile when she saw the boys running around the kitchen dressed in Santa hats. She went back to turning the meat in the pan when she heard a loud thump on their door. Surprised, she walked towards the entrance of the apartment, then opened the door. And it was one of the biggest mistakes of her life. Because she found no one else there but Nathan Donfort himself.

– Hello, Ophelia.

Her whole body stiffened and her heart stopped. She couldn't get a word out. She just stood there, staring at the face of the man she would sell her soul for one day.

– Mom? Who is this man?

She didn't know which of the boys had asked those questions. It didn't matter to her, even though he was the father of only one of them, she didn't want any of her sons to have anything to do with this man. So she left the apartment and quickly slammed the door. They were facing each other now, looking at each other with eyes that were so different and distant from the ones they had shared in the past.

– What do you want, Nathan? – She uttered the coldest, emotionless tone she could muster

– It's Christmas. I wanted to… – he started but got stuck in the middle. He tried a few more times, but each time he stopped as if he didn't know what he was doing here. – I wanted to meet my son.

The woman burst into a sharp, dry laugh. Damn, that asshole had more guts than she ever thought possible.

– All of a sudden? After eleven years, you remember that you have a son? – she asked, not believing in his insolence. – Spare yourself, Nathan. I'm not seventeen anymore, you can't manipulate me like you used to.

– That was never my target.

More dry lies.

– So what is it? You've had an argument with your wife again and you're looking for solace in a one-time whore you'll dump as soon as you find out she's pregnant? – she gasped as her emotions took over her. The inside screamed at her to go back inside and she wouldn't listen to a word of that son of a bitch anymore, but she couldn't. She couldn't take her eyes off the face of the man she once loved most in the world.

– I didn't come here to resolve our conflict. – he growled unpleasantly – I came because I believe that our son deserves a father. He deserves better.

– You mean our conflict is that when I told you I was pregnant, you called me names and left me alone? Right, it's nothing that bad! – she raised her voice, feeling the first burning tears under her eyelids – And he is by no means your son! You lost father's name when you abandoned us eleven years ago. He lived eleven years without you, and believe me, he deserves better than a momentary hope. Because that's who you are, Nathan. You give people momentary attention and hope and then brutally take it away and push people to the bottom.

She was about to return to her apartment after these words, but she looked at him one last time.

– By the way, what's your younger daughter's name? Ah, Lilly, that's right. Maybe you won't screw up with her like you did with Jake.

She slammed the door behind her and slid down it, finally falling to the floor. She would love to go back to the time when everything was fine. When the sun was out and Jake brought her a plucked daisy. She thought that moment would last forever. That they will always be so incredibly happy.

But the sky was not always cloudless. Unfortunately, the sun sometimes went down, and that Christmas day over Jake's house it went down too fast. And never came back.

November 28, 2012

– Happy birthday, sweetheart!

His grandmother's hand fell from his eyes, revealing a brand new, first ever computer he had ever owned. The then fourteen-year-old boy opened his eyes wide in surprise and looked at the older woman doubtfully. Well, he knew they didn't have the money for such expensive equipment.

– But from where? And how?

But his grandmother interrupted him"

– Don't worry so much, Jake. It's your birthday! Come on, grandma made you a delicious cake. Your favourite. – she smiled warmly at him, and the boy felt the warmth spreading inside him

– Is mom joining us? – he asked only hoping for an affirmative answer – I haven't seen her here for so long.

The old woman tensed up, but tried not to let him know that something was wrong. She smiled at him again, pushing him towards the table. She bit her lip and replied.

– Your mother took an extra job, which is why she's been gone so long. But I promise she'll be back soon. – she said truthfully, a little sadly.

Jake had abruptly blacked out because he had just found out that his mom was working a few jobs just to keep him entertained. Only once did he mention how much he likes IT classes, and she decided to sacrifice her well-being and exhaust herself in several jobs. It was then that he felt for the first time that he didn't deserve someone.

He felt it in such moments, when he saw empty packets of various pills, prescriptions from psychiatrists and sleepless, crying nights. For several years, Ophelia was sinking into an increasingly advanced depression, although she did not want to admit it to her sons. And it got worse as she watched the family of her ex-lover, Nathan Donfort, more and more. She saw all the photos his wife posted, which showed a complete family with two beautiful daughters. Smiling, happy and so full of love. Bitterness, sadness and rage seized her and dragged her down.

Jake was mature enough to understand the situation. It was when he turned fourteen and later fifteen that he and his mother began to have heated arguments about his father. The boy wanted to know who his father was, he wanted to meet him. No. He wanted to know why he abandoned them. Ophelia always brushed him off and never gave an answer. The boy didn't want to blame her - he had seen the condition she was in, which was mostly caused by Nathan Donfort. He never blamed her.

But he couldn't help his growing curiosity about his roots and the fact that he got in touch with his older half-sister Hannah thanks to the computer they had given him. When, after a few months of exchanging messages and talking with sister, his mother found out about it, their relation deteriorated even more. And now two people were blaming each other for Nathan's departure. Ophelia about being an insufficient woman, and Jake about being an unwanted child. Because Hannah also told the boy many things about her family, including her father. She portrayed him as a loving and caring father and husband. So what were they better at? What was the fault of a young, then seventeen-year-old girl completely blinded by love for an older man? And what was the fault of the defenseless and unawared boy with black hair and an innocent smile?

Jake felt rejected. Unwanted. Furious that, compared to him, Kaden had a perfectly normal father. Yes, he wasn't with their mom either, but he didn't abandon his son. So many times he wanted to tell Hannah the truth about what kind of man their father really was. However, he never did. He didn't want to be the reason their perfect family broke up.

When he didn't want to hurt his mother any more by soughting contact with the family of the man who broke her heart so he decided to break off contact with Hannah. But it was damn hard, because for unknown reasons, he became very attached to his unawared sister. The situation began to spiral out of control when girl began to show strange emotions towards him. Suggestions. He had no idea how he hadn't noticed it before. He was never good at interpersonal relationships. Hannah crossed the line when she sent him a picture in nothing but a bra. Jake reacted immediately, blaming himself for not finishing it sooner. He cut off contact with her, never returning to the topic in the years that followed.

November 31, 2016

He was awakened by the strong and poisonous smell of smoke. Disoriented and sleepy, he had no idea what was going on. The only sound he heard was the loud snoring of Kaden, who was sleeping on the bed next to him. He listened for a moment, and when another strange noise reached him, he stood up as if scalded. It sounded like... burning. Almost falling over the clothes scattered on the floor, he reached his sleeping brother and shook his body hard, screaming his name. A sleepy Kaden began to accuse him of interrupting his best erotic sleep with Pamela Anderson, but when he heard what was going on, he immediately turned serious and ran to wake up their mother.

Jake knew perfectly well what had caused the house fire. In the last few months he has become more and more interested in hacking and may have messed with some dangerous people. He didn't know what the consequences of his actions would be. He was just a kid who devoted himself to his passion and went down the wrong path for many. A path from which there was no return.

The three were forced to jump and escape through the window due to the flames cutting off their access to the door. Ophelia was slightly intoxicated from the sleeping pills she had taken the night before, making her unable to drive. Jake couldn't waste another moment, his pursuers might be right behind them. After all, they must have been somewhere in the area, after all, they set fire to his house.

– Jake, where are we going? – Kaden asked quietly, scared. Usually he was resolute and exuded ironic jokes, but now he knew how serious the situation was. All he knew was that his older brother was a hacker, and he was damn good at it despite his young age. It wasn't hard to guess that it was easy to get under the skin of the wrong people.

– Somewhere far. We'll stay at a hotel. And tomorrow we'll go to grandma's. – Jake tried to calm his younger brother, even though he knew perfectly well that he would never let his problems endanger another person close to him. He didn't want to admit it, but deep down he knew what he had to do.

He was driving dangerously fast, constantly veering onto country side roads, trying to avoid the traffic. With every mile that passed, he felt worse and worse, more and more guilty.

When they finally arrived at a town that was reasonably safe from being tracked until morning at least, he accommodated the three of them at the first hotel he came across. The receptionist gave a strange look to the black-haired boy who was supporting the barely conscious middle-aged woman, but she didn't ask any questions.

They entered the room they had been given, and Jake led his mother over to the couch. Just as he was about to leave her there, he felt her fists wrap tightly around his sweatshirt, not letting him leave.

– What's going on? – she hoarsed, and the boy looked at her face with a heavy heart. Her pupils were dilated and hands were shaking. Seeing her so lost broke his scarred heart. – What have you gotten yourself into, honey? Can I help you somehow?

Jake clenched his jaw tight to keep from crying.

– No. I can handle it. – he stammered, but his mother's embrace did not ease. Even though his eyesight was beginning to blur from the accumulated tears, he managed a gentle smile. – Don't worry, mom. Everything will be fine.

– Okay. I believe you, Jake. I believe you can fix everything. But promise me something. – he stopped, looking into his eyes, wiping a tear from his cheek.

– What?

– Don't get yourself into trouble any more. – she whispered, her voice breaking. –Whenever you need me, I'll be here. Please, don't ever leave me. I need you, honey.

More tears ran down Jake's cheeks.

– I promise.

But that same night he broke his promise. He broke it when he left the hotel in the morning, leaving his two closest people there. He left a part of himself that he never got back.

4 July 2022

A young woman was awakened in the middle of the night by a strange noise coming from the living room of their temporary apartment. In the dark, she touched the place next to her with her hand, but found only an empty and cold sheet. Burnt, she opened her eyes and got out of bed, listening to the sounds coming from the bedroom door.

Finally she left it and went to the living room, and the view she found there was forever etched in her memory and broke her heart.

She found Jake there, huddled behind the couch, his face red and wet from the tears that shook his body. The girl's heart completely broke when she heard his heartbreaking sobs. His matted hair fell over his forehead. Tears ran down his pale cheeks as he placed a hand over his eyes. The sight hurt. It hurt so much. She had seen Jake lose hope and be broken many times. The boy fell many times, but that night he fell for real.

He fell the moment when he fell to his knees, tears mixing with his every breath. He fell at the point where he had no strength to fight anymore. He fell the moment his last wall fell. One she had no idea about.

Jake rarely wanted to talk about his family. MC even though she was very curious, she respected his decision and never asked. But when she heard one sentence from him, in some strange, incomprehensible way, she knew.

– She is dead. – he whimpered, barely catching his breath – MC, she's dead.

Without thinking, she ran towards him, knocking over a few things in the process. But it didn't matter. Her eyes blurred with her own tears as she knelt beside him. He was still sobbing like a baby when she wrapped her arms around him with all her strength and pulled him to her chest as if she wanted to protect him from all the evil in the world. And he let her. He leaned against her breast, which he was soaking in increasingly hot tears. She squeezed her eyes shut, kissing and stroking his hair.

There were no words that could ease his pain right now.

– Kaden contacted me. – he croaked after a few minutes – Mom suffered from cancer, recently it got worse. And yesterday she left. She's gone forever, I'll never see her again. I will never hear her laugh or see her smile.

She hugged him even tighter, trying to make him even more comfortable.

– Shhh, I'm here. – she whispered, rubbing his back reassuringly – I'm here and I'm not going anywhere.

– I broke my promise to her. I left her. I should have been there for her, especially recently when she was sick. – he said, his voice breaking and a new spasm of tears seized his fragile body. – I'm just like my father.

– Don't even say that. You saved your mother because you loved her more than anything in the world. You had to do it then so as not to endanger her. I'm sure she knew it.

MC knew perfectly well that losing a loved one was one thing, but not being able to say goodbye was another. And much more hard amd painfull.

They didn't know how much time they spent like that, but the black-haired hacker finally began to calm down. She continued to hold him like a precious treasure, kissing his soft hair. With every minute that passed, he began to breathe more and more steadily, until finally the crying stopped completely. They remained silent.

– I'm destroying everything and everyone I care about.

– No. - she interrupted him with determination, and moved away from him slightly – Jake, paradoxically you are the reason why I did not destroy myself. And I'm sure your mom wasn't angry at you. She must have felt that you were protecting her in this way, just as she had protected you throughout your childhood.

His voice was empty. Exactly as he was inside now. Jake stared blankly ahead, his face red from crying for so long. Bloodshot eyes were still a bit glassy.

MC didn't know what to do next. How to fix it. How to make Jake a little lighter. But she knew that she would do anything to bring her beloved back to peace and happiness.

– Take me to her funeral. – he whispered barely audibly, which made her hug him again – I have to .. I have to say goodbye. And apologize.

At that point, it didn't matter the government or the danger they would expose themselves to. She just couldn't and didn't want to say no.

– Of course. – she replied immediately – We will go there together.

Jake gave her a light, barely noticeable smile. He regretted so much that he had lost so many precious moments that they could have shared together. He wished he had introduced MC to his mother, the woman who had completely changed his life. He was sure she would like her. Sometimes she even resembled her. Both were equally stubborn and defended their own opinion. He would turn back time just to tell his mother how much he loves her and how grateful he is for everything she has done for him. But it was too late for that.

Ophelia's spirit, however, saw it all and was finally able to leave in peace, seeing that her son had finally found his love, soulmate, and above all, the person who saved him from falling to the very bottom.

"It was night when you died, my firefly

What could I have said to raise you from the dead?

Oh could I be the sky on the fourth of july?

We're all gonna die"

Hey! I just wanted to stop by to tell you how much I love your story. It's so full of emotions and well written! 😍😍

I wish you a great day/evening 🙂

hi honey! you can't even imagine how wild smiling i am right now, you made my day better :)

i am writing out of boredom and longing for our wanted hacker and i didn't expect that someone would like it so much. compliment me as much as you want, because of jake I discovered in myself that i like it very much 😑🤭

love you and have a great week <3

im starting winter holidays and im gonna be a bit bored so please write a sentence, song title anything and i'll try to write a fanfiction for this