The young hacker sighed as he and MC laid out all the information they had discovered in the last few hours. They had so many new leads, so many new paths to pursue and chase after, and yet he felt like they had barely made a dent of progress in Hannah's disappearance. He somewhat smiled though, MC was handling everything very well, he couldn't help but be impressed, proud even.
You can relax a little bit for now. I have asked a lot of you recently.
MC deserved a break, he needed her to rest. She needed to be able to function the next time he had something new to share with her.
When was the last time you slept anyway?
A small chuckle escaped Jake's lips, when was the last time he slept, like ACTUALLY slept? Hmmm, he figured cat naps didn't count, he could barely even remember the last time he slept more than three hours at the most. All he could say was insomnia sucked.
He half expected MC to give him some sort of lecture about how the body needs roughly eight hours of sleep every day in order to properly function, blah blah blah. But instead she took a different turn, catching him off guard.
What was worrying her? What was weighing on her mind? Was she okay? Or was she about to confess her feelings for him.....
I don't want you to go....
Jake had hit the nail on the head with his last theory, there was no doubt in his mind that MC held certain affections for him.
I can literally feel you blushing.
He groaned, running a hand through his wavy black hair. How did she master the art of combining vulnerability with cockiness? And why did he find that hot, not hot, he meant interesting, interesting was what he meant, not hot, definitely not.
What are you afraid of? You know I like you.
Jake's foot twitched nervously as he read MC's question, what WAS he afraid of? The answer was easy, he was afraid of commitment. But deep down that wasn't the real reason he had found himself trying to quell the unfamiliar feelings he was experiencing. If he committed and lost her, he would never be able to recover. It was better to kill the feelings now, put an end to everything, it was necessary.
Do you think I don't feel the same?
Because he damn well felt the same! It was impossible to not.
You are so mysterious but at the same time I feel like we have known each other for a long time.
Every day he found himself wondering who she was, who was this mysterious MC? Why had she been pulled into the group? Why was her number the last message sent from Hannah's phone?
Throughout the day I think about you a lot more than I would like. And I don't even know you.
He would find himself thinking about her at random, whether it be looking out the window wondering if MC's weather was rainy like his was. Whether he was eating a box of takeout and he asked himself if MC happened to like Chinese food as well. Whether she felt the same way for him.....whether or not she was falling....falling for a stranger she had never even laid eyes upon....
I open up to you, even though I usually never give anyone any information about myself.
"I open up," Jake mumbled. "No matter how much everything within me says not to, I find myself placing myself at your mercy." Whatever he was feeling, this thing he could barely bring himself to call Love, he needed to end it, and end it now. It simply wasn't safe!
My behavior towards you just doesn't make sense.
For once in his life he found himself operating by heart, not with his head. This was not him, this was not normal, and it wasn't RIGHT!
It doesn't have to make sense if it feels right!
But it isn't right! And it's dangerous. For me just as much as for you. I am sorry MC.
Quickly logging off, he pushed himself away from his desk. He was angry, yes, but not at MC. He was angry at himself, angry that his chair was not the only thing he was pushing away. Why did his life have to be laced with so much danger, why couldn't he be one of those lucky bastards who experienced a happily ever after?
