#alan bloomgate x reader

[silver-inked-quill]

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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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 3

Chapter 6

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Broken Promises

Ch.6 Nymos

Words: 1886

Summary: Mc (Nell) goes out with her friends for the first time while Richy's associate is after her while she is with Phil. Is Jake actually there?

Liz POV

I had been studying the past forty minutes each detail of the reports Bloomgate gave me. I had to go in and interrogate the suspect that broke into Roger's garage surpassing all the security lanes we had set. Alan leaned on the doorframe. "I have never seen a psychiatrist stressed." He stated breaking my focus.

"And you won't see today either." I responded reflexively and set aside the notes I had taken. I stood up and walked past him. I didn't like being underestimated. I paced my way to the interrogation room and I opened the door when a my jaw crushed in a fist, I stumbled back feeling the taste of blood flood my mouth. My vision was blurry and I didn't really know how that happened.

Nellie's POV

It had been two hours since I came here and slowly everyone was leaving for the night. The bar was almost empty and Phil arrived at our table, it was everyone but Cleo who left earlier. Phil sat next to me offering me a cocktail. I looked at him and smiled lightly.

"I didn't order anything." I spoke up, he was indeed charming, I loved the way his tattoos laid on his neck, and his elegance was truly something else.

"Its something new, off the menu. I would like the opinion of someone- out of here." Phil spoke and leaned over me, he was much taller than me, almost as tall as Ja- no no no! Not again. I shouldn't compare anyone to him. Phil is here, flirting me.

"Hm, let me see." I spoke and took a sip, the gin burning my larynx as there was nothing to break the acidic taste of the alcohol. "Strong- and heavy but still fruity." I commented breathing in hoping the featherhead the mixed drinks gave me.

"That was the point-Perhaps ill name it after you. You seem strong and fruity."Phil spoke, I half expected comments on this but it was only then that I realized no one was hearing his words. He was close to me whispering.

"Oh, that's nice of you-..." I smiled at him, I couldn't help but notice the shape of his lips, he had pretty lips, so symmetrical.

"You could do something for me too." Phil spoke and tinged my drink with his, whiskey with honey.

"And what would that be?" I asked, I was smirking as I took a greater sip from the cocktail. I was looking into his eyes, they were like Jessy's but more melancholic.

"Play something on the piano"He suggested and pointed at the big piano on the corner of the bar, it had candles on it and I recognized the beechwood from the ray cells that were deleted under the romantic candle light.

"I don't play- not anymore." I smiled and looked away immediately, he must have came close to me as I felt his breath stroke the bare skin of my shoulder and it had me shuddering within seconds.

"Come on, for me..."Phil whispered and his hand slowly caressed my forearm and ended up gripping my hand and bringing it to his lips. "I want to hear your voice sing." He spoe and I turned my gaze towards him.

"I have never had audience before." I revealed and my hand shook in his.

"There is only me." He spoke as his hand stroked my jaw and smiled, our faces were close therefore he didn't attempt to kiss me. I nodded and he was gripping my face gently. I stood up getting out of his grip and I walked in straight line to the piano and I opened the microphone.

It was a familiar feeling having the tiles under my fingers, I hadn't thought much of the song as I started playing automatically 'Heart by Heart' . A song I spent all my teenage years singing it and playing it. And then it was another and another- until I saw Jessy and Phil approach me. He stayed further behind as my friend approached me.

"Hey- we are thinking of leaving." Jessy spoke and my gaze fell on Phil who was standing further behind looking at me he winked. My attention was divided. "Um- Nell, I am talking to you." She exclaimed and I hopped lightly.

"Sorry- uh yeah, go I will stay." I responded and smiled at Phil was looking at me holding his whiskey, it was filled once again.

"Are you sure-?" she asked me. "You are drunk." Jessy pointed out and I only nodded.

"Not drunk enough." I responed and pulled her in a hug. "I promise I am alright." I smiled at her and she looked at me and then at her brother.

"Okay then." She smiled and left. I noticed Dan tell something to Phil, it seemed to disturb the owner of the Aurora bar as they exited, Phil turned and lowered the lights entrance as I started playing the piano again.

I played Bach as I felt his hands on my bare shoulders, I tensed as he was massaging them as my skin shuddered under his grip, I kept tapping on the tiles as I soon felt his breath closer to my skin, his lips followed capturing my neck in a deep kiss as his palm was around the rest of my throat. I paused the symphony and let out a soft moan and he paused his movements.

"Don't stop the music." Phil requested in a slow whisper. "Tell me to stop at any point." He added and his lips returned on my neck as I kept playing the piano. I felt his teeth dig into my flesh as his grip around my neck tightened, my breath was coming out cut and sharp as he was kissing my neck. I do not know how we escalated so quickly and I was never this reckless with anyone, not even Ja-. NOT AGAIN!

"You feeling alright?" Phil asked as he sat next to me, he must have noticed the momentary feeling of hesitance that took me over.

"Yes... Just thinking." I smiled at him, my fingers never stopped pressing at the piano tiles. I hadn't realized how much I missed this part of my life.

"I am a good listener." Phil commented "And I bet that in the following sentence there will be at least one of those words, police, hacker, Jake." He spoke and I looked elsewhere with a slight nod. "I didn't want to overstep but from what I get he left... I am here though." He smiled and took my hand, I looked at him and he placed it over his shoulder.

"I am drunk." I smiled and placed my other hand on his other shoulder.

"I am too." He responded and tugged some hair behind my ear. "I am also feeling reckless." He commented and leaned in kissing me deeply, I was caught aback but I kissed him just as deeply, his hand stroked my thigh upwards, I let him move on, he let out a chuckle feeling the humidity of my underpants. Before I could respond to that his lips captured mine in a renewed kiss as with a movement he closed the tiles and positioned me on them.

I had to admit he knows how to make a woman want him in more ways than one. my legs were rested on his either side of his waist as my dress was pulled up as I felt his hand stroke my core making me arch my body in a way it was fully displayed to him, the layer of my dress being a small obstacle that Phil didn't seem to mind as he pulled it aside and revealed my breast. I gasped as he was in three places at a time driving mad already without doing much.

"You are sexy" he commented as he was sucking the skin of my neck, the only response I could offer him was a moan as my legs were shaking to his hand invading my layers, bringing me a feeling haven't felt in a long time. My ears were buzzing from the pressure that rose in my veins like glass cracking. Wait- there was actual glass cracking-

I jumped putting all the clothing back in place. As a masked man with a gun entered the broken glass to the bar. Phil stood up in front of me and raised his hands lightly with no abrupt movements. "Easy man, what do you want?" He asked and he only pointed at me no voice heard. "Sorry can't do" Phil responded when the buzz in my ears got louder as if the electric intensity was high, the moment I turned my gaze to the speakers and the lights at the ceiling the whole space lit up and the speakers released a high frequency that made my ears bleed I covered them squeezing my eyes closed.

I was completely disorientated, on my knees as I could barely feel my head. I opened my eyes for a moment to see what was going in my surroundings, the moment of the break in replaying in my head all of a sudden. I saw the man no longer holding the gun, he was on his knees as Phil seemed more affected by the blindingly lit thorium lamps and the unbearable noise of the speaker, he was on the ground holding his head, I noticed blood on his ears.

I crawled to the man on the floor the gun no longer in his hands, I reached at took it when he kicked it off my wrist. I looked around for a way to defend myself when the screens all around glitched- an oddly familiar event. The noise got louder. "Stand still and you will not be bidden with further charges other than trespassing and resistance and assault against authority, I am aware of who sent you and dare to move one more muscle and things will not end well for you and I will make sure of it." I was listening to the warnings or more like threats, the screens were no longer glitching they had an eye- reddish one- and the name Nym-os right under.

He was back- he never left...

'Nym-os was created to protect you'

'I will never let anyone close to harm you'

I was pointing my gun at the man but my gaze was staring at the camera. It wasn't hard for Jake to hack into the closed CTV Aurora bar had. "FBI has his tracks, We are aware that Richard Rogers is alive." Jake said, his voice was altered, I was listening the voice he firstly bore.

"FBI?" I exclaimed "We, nice one Nymos!" I added, it was spontaneous, I didn't think to comment that Richy was alive and after me.

"The authorities are on their way."he repeated only, I saw the glass of the camera zoom to me, I wanted to keep my expression straight not to give him the satisfaction to see my smile or an upclose eyecontact when the siren lights arrived. 

Hey there,

 i know it has been a while and forgive me for that. I hope you liked the chapter and thank you for reading it. I kind of missed Jake too so I decided to make his theamatic comeback. 

Please let me know your opinion in any way you feel comfortable (Comment dm or idk wattpad?) It is important to me to be aware of what you would like to see. 

Also, duskwood one shots will soon be created so make sure to leave a request down in the comments and i will write about it. 

Take care of yourselves, 

yours, Silvermist