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Make You Smile: Final Chapter

Joel from Smile x Reader

Warnings: Fluff, Smut, Angst, Gore, Mentions of Murder and Suicide, Horror, Alcohol

- Chapter 2 Here -

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18+ Only

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You were drenched from head to toe in sweat and blood and you felt as though you were going to unleash your stomach contents all over Joel’s car as he pushed you inside.

You began to shake all over, disbelief and horror at what you had just done slowly chipping their way through the adrenaline that was slowly subsiding.

“You did it, it’s done now baby, it’s done now.” Joel mumbled as he strapped you into your seat, “You did it.”

You could tell he, too, was in shock. He wasn’t there, of course, because he couldn’t be a witness, but the sight of you as you were really cemented the fact that you had done it.

Joel sped from the scene, careful to avoid any heavily populated streets, and instructed you to cover yourself as much as possible with his jacket.

You began to sob, the realisation really hitting you now. “What have I done?” You cried, panic washing over you.

“You did the right thing. You did the only thing you could have.” Joel mumbled as he concentrated on driving.

“I… I killed someone, Joel. How is that the right thing?”

Joel didn’t respond, his eyes trained on the road.

Silence ensued until you pulled up on your drive, and you immediately opened the car door and threw up on the floor.

Joel got out of the car and quickly rounded to your side, helping you from your seat.

“Let’s get you inside.” He said softly, and you hurried through the front door.

Once inside, you collapsed onto a barstool at the kitchen counter, watching shakily as Joel locked the front door. His hands rested, palms flat against the door as he panted heavily.

“Joel… I’m not sure I did the right thing.” You sniffed, your voice breaking.

“That’s because you didn’t.” His voice sounded out, deep and electronic.

“What?” You breathed out.

Joel turned, slowly, a smile stretched from ear to ear, his deep blue eyes hooded as he looked at you from under his thick lashes.

“You’re a murderer. And you’ll never escape me.” He began to chuckle, low and dark, and you began to scream.

You screamed and screamed until you fell out of bed, shuffling until your back hit the cold wall.

“Baby?” Joel called out in the dark, and suddenly the bedroom lamp flicked on.

You stared at Joel through wide eyes, and you realised you’d been dreaming.

You began to shake and your hands clasped your mouth in horror. “Joel!” You wailed.

He landed on his knees in front of you, wrapping you up in his arms. “What happened, baby?”

“I can’t do it, Joel. I can’t do it.” You sobbed into his neck, “I can’t kill someone.”

Joel sighed as his arms around you tightened. “There isn’t another way.”

You didn’t respond, trying to force away the bad thoughts. “I can’t, Joel.” You gritted out through your teeth.

He pulled back and held your face in his hands, his face stern as he shook you lightly, “And I can’t lose you, Y/N. If there was another way, we’d know about it, but there isn’t.”

“Joel, this thing is just gonna keep spreading, eventually it’s gonna make its way to another innocent person like it did with Rose, and you and me.”

“Y/N, what do you want me to say? That you should just give up? I won’t let you.”

“No, I’m saying we need to find another way Joel. We need to figure out where this thing came from and if it has a weak point.”

Joel stopped and thought for a moment, his eyes scanning yours for any indication that you’d just do what he asked. When he found none and realised you’d really rather die than kill someone yourself, he let out a heavy sigh and nodded.

“Ok, we’ll look. We need to do this fast though, we don’t know how much longer you have.”

You got up and immediately began to get dressed, throwing your jeans and jumper on haphazardly.

“Babe it’s 2:45 in the morning, what are you doing?”

“We’re gonna make a pot of coffee and beat this fucker.”

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You had delved into every corner of the dark web and Joel had found a further 13 cases by the time 7am rolled around, and you were both pretty confident the demon had originated in Austria, or had at least been brought here from there.

The first case Joel was able to find linked to an Austrian man, Lukas Gredler, who flew to New York with only one item, an antique mirror, which he had covered and had paid a hefty sum to ensure arrived in one piece.

The mirror was stored in a warehouse for months until it vanished one day, and Gredler was found in his hotel bathtub, wrists slit so horrifically that his tendons splayed out like a bowl of spaghetti.

The only witness was the cleaner, who had walked in unaware that Gredler was still in the room and watched as he hacked at himself with a shard of broken mirror.

The police had found a notebook of his describing the importance of the mirror, but it was never uncovered. Not even a week later and the cleaner had met the same fate.

“It must have come from the mirror, Joel. Maybe if we found it, and… trapped it somehow we could send it back to where it belongs.”

Joel nodded, leaning back on the couch as he sighed, rubbing his stubbled chin, “But how do we find it?”

“We should start at the warehouse, see what we can find.” You got up and began to collect the various print outs you’d made into a neat pile.

Joel stood and made his way over to you, wrapping his arms around your waist from behind.

You placed your hand on his as you melted into him, “You okay gorgeous?” You hummed.

“Yeah… I’m just worried this won’t work. We’re on day 6, Y/N. If this doesn’t work we’re out of options and we’re out of time.” He mumbled into your neck.

“This will work.” You whispered.

Joel hoped you were right. He prayed even though he’d long lost faith in the God he’d once believed in.

“Okay.”

As the sun began to rise, you and Joel hurried into the car, eager to get on the road and into the city before rush hour. It took about an hour and a half to get to New York, and you weren’t sure how long you had left, or if the entity would now do it’s best to end you given it knew your plans.

In a city full of people, it could spread fast if the worst scenario happened, not to mention poor Joel would be on the receiving end again.

As he drove towards the already bustling city, his hand wrapped around your knee and he gave you a squeeze.

You looked over at him and placed your hand gently over his. Joel was lost in thought behind his sunglasses as he drove, the sunrise reflecting against his stoic features, and your heart twanged at the realisation that this very well could be your last day with him.

“Joel?” You croaked out.

“Yeah baby?” He murmured, pulling his attention back to you.

“I love you, I just want you to know that now more than ever, just in case.”

“Don’t say that Y/N. You’re gonna be fine.”

“I know.” You lied, “But I just want you to know.”

“I know, baby. I love you so much it’s hurting me. Once this is all over, I think we oughta just get out of the city and start over somewhere new, somewhere quiet, what you reckon?”

You smiled softly, “I’d like that, just you and me.”

Joel cracked a smile and let out a chuckle, “And maybe a dog.”

“Yeah,” you chuckled with a nod, “definitely a dog.”

The rest of the journey was dotted with frustrating traffic and more noise that you currently cared for, but eventually you pulled up outside the storage warehouse.

“You ready?” You breathed nervously.

“Never been more ready for anything to be honest.”

You got out of the car and walked into the reception area where a man sat reading a newspaper behind his desk, almost surprised to see anyone walk in.

“Can I help you folks?” He asked, straightening in his seat and placing the newspaper on his desk.

Joel leaned his elbows against the desk and cooly pulled out his badge, “Hi there-“ taking a look at the man’s badge pinned to his chest, “Carl, we were hoping to find out about a particular item that was stored here a little while back, do you think you could help us locate it if we gave you some details?”

Carl was more than happy to help, and once he knew which item you were after he showed you to the old unit.

“I’m not sure how much luck you’ll have, the mirror went missing a while back, but feel free to have a rummage.”

You thanked him and Joel wasted no time pulling up the shutters.

The unit was completely empty of any personal items, but the floor was littered with empty boxes and newspapers pasted all over the walls, various articles of unsolved deaths over the New York State and some from abroad.

You let out a defeated sigh, having expected at least some sort of lead.

Joel began inspecting the empty boxes and then turned his attention to the walls, skimming briefly over articles and recognising some of them.

You suddenly noticed something that didn’t look the same as the black and white newspapers or boxes that covered the floor, and you bent over to inspect it.

“Joel?” You murmured.

“Hmm?” He looked over his shoulder at you.

“Come and look at this.”

“What is it?”

“I… I think they’re letters. It looks like he was writing back and forth to someone here who wanted to buy the mirror from him.”

Joel hovered over you and you handed him one of the letters to read.

“It looks like he was willing to sell the mirror, but he changed his mind when he got here… looks like the potential buyer wasn’t so happy. Maybe they stole the mirror?”

You let out a tired sigh, “I should have known it

wouldn’t be this easy.” You stood and rubbed your face in frustration.

“Hey, come here… we’re going to find it.” Joel pulled you into his strong arms and kissed the top of your head.

“What if we don’t? I think you should go, Joel… before…”

“Don’t talk like that!” He pushed you back by your shoulders to look at you, his face stern and desperate. “I won’t let this happen to you!”

Your eyes welled up as you looked at him, “I can’t kill someone Joel.”

His eyes were wild as he looked at you, your beautiful, sad face so sincere. “Fuck…” he breathed, and it finally hit him that he was going to lose you.

His eyes welled up and he pulled you into him, his lips crashing into yours desperately and urgently.

A feral need overcame you as you tangled your fingers in his hair and he lifted you to wrap your legs around his waist, crashing into a wallpapered wall behind you.

“I love you, so fucking much.” He grunted into you as he kissed down your neck.

“Joel-“ you whimpered, his hips grinding into you in a way that had your eyes rolling and you biting your lip.

You tried to push him back, to calm the quickly heating situation, but he took your hands and pinned them above your head in one of his, continuing his heated assault on your neck and chest.

You leaned your head back against the wall as you moaned his name, and your head made a hollow thunk against the newspaper.

Your eyes flew open, “Joel, stop.” You panted.

“What?” He protested breathily.

“There’s something behind this wall… it’s hollow. Not concrete like the others.” You pointed out.

Joel slowly let you down, much to his dismay but the desperate need to find a lead and to keep you alive overpowering his raw hunger for you.

He began knocking against the wall and the hollow echo reverberated around the unit. He kept knocking along the wall until it sounded more solid, and then he gave you a look.

“You’re right… better detective than I am.” He grinned, and you excitedly began ripping away the newspaper like you were a kid unwrapping gifts on Christmas morning.

Joel began to push at the wall under the news paper in different places until he heard a pop, and a panel fell off the wall with a crash, revealing a dark hollow spot behind it.

You both looked one another in anticipation, and then Joel stepped into the hole.

With his phones flashlight he slowly made his way deeper into the hollow space which turned out to be a lot bigger than he’d expected and ran along the back of about 30 of the units.

He wondered if all of the units had these hidden spaces and what they were for.

You poked your head through and watched as Joel disappeared into the darkness.

“Joel?” You called, your voice meeting you in reply as it echoed.

After a few seconds of silence, you stepped in through the hole.

“Joel?” You repeated, nervously edging towards where you’d last seen him before the darkness engulfed him and his torch light.

“Baby, I… I found it…” Joel’s voice, faint and fuzzy from a distance, floated towards you.

You pulled out your own phone and turned on the torch, slowly walking through the hollow space until Joel came into view down the far end.

In front of him stood a huge mirror, taller than Joel and twice as wide, his reflection warped in the old glass that had begun to blacken around the edges. He held a white sheet in his hands that he’d pulled from the mirror that had been so deliberately hidden from the world.

You came to stand next to him, your reflection dark and sinister, the uneven surface like one at a carnival, your face twisted into a horrific smile.

“We need to break it.” You insisted.

“Did you bring the crowbar?” Joel asked as he turned his head to look at you, his eyebrows furrowed.

You shook your head, “I was worried it would look suspicious.”

Joel looked around the long empty space with his torch, and took a few steps behind you to pick up a lone brick.

“I think this will be fine… do you want to do the honours, beautiful?” His smooth voice warmed you, calming your nerves. You took the red brick from his hands and turned back to the mirror.

You nearly dropped the brick, your hands beginning to shake as Joel’s reflection looked back at you, his smile sickening as he began to walk forward towards you.

Surely he couldn’t come out of the mirror, there was no way, and real Joel sensed your hesitation.

“Throw the brick, before it tricks you.”

You nodded as Joel’s reflection began to crawl out of the mirror towards you, your own reflection following close behind.

Hot saliva pooled at the bottom of your mouth as you lifted the brick, sure you were about to be sick, the reflections reaching towards you with their torso’s hanging over the frame, their faces twisting under the torch light.

With all of your strength, you hurled the brick with both hands directly into the centre of the giant mirror, and the reflections shattered into thousands of pieces, falling to the floor at your feet alongside the rest of the mirror.

You felt something suck your breath out of you and you collapsed to your knees, the feeling stronger than a punch to the chest.

The last thing you remembered before passing out was Joel’s sweet face hovering over you, calling your name.

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- 6 months later -

You couldn’t stop your hands from shaking as you clutched tightly to the bouquet of flowers, your arm linked with your fathers as all eyes in the room were on you.

“Let’s get you married, princess.” Your father whispered to you as you began to walk to the music, the soft breeze rustling against your lacy dress and the wind chimes singing alongside the music.

Joel stood at the end of the isle, his eyes welled to the point of spilling as he rubbed his face in awe, his tux perfectly hugging his even more perfect body.

You let out a watery laugh as you smiled down to him, having all but forgotten the many eyes on you.

You reached the end of the isle and your father let you go with a kiss to the cheek, your hands quickly finding Joel’s.

“Hi.” You whispered excitedly.

“Hi beautiful.” He chuckled, beaming down at you.

The reverend married you in the little woodland on your new property, the small holding you’d bought with Joel far from humanity.

Your new rescue dog brought your rings down the isle after many weeks of practise and you couldn’t stop laughing mid ceremony at how your parents had to hold him back from running towards you constantly.

Afterwards you danced in a makeshift clearing on your land with your new husband, the relief that life had now turned out perfect washing over you.

The months after the curse was destroyed was very touch and go, with every corner and grin and sudden jumpy movement sending you into a panic, but as time went on you finally found yourself able to breathe, your perfect little life quickly becoming all that mattered now.

Your arms were draped over Joel’s shoulders as you danced to Fleetwood Mac, the moon shining down through the trees littered with fairy lights.

“My wife, I can’t believe it.” Joel mused, a hand gripping your waist, the other pressed against your cheek as he looked down at your beautiful face.

You grinned up at him, “You look super sexy with that ring on your finger, might just have to show you how much I like it later.”

Joel threw his head back with a chuckle and shook his head, “You’re such a tease.”

You reached up on your toes and pressed a long kiss into your husbands lips, your arms wrapping around his neck.

“Hey, Joel!” His cousin Rick called from the other side of the dance floor, and Joel pulled away reluctantly.

“Yeah?” He called over his shoulder.

“Gi Gi’s leaving, come say goodbye!”

Joel sighed, “We’ll pick this up in a just a second.”

You nodded with a soft smile, and Joel lead you by the hand to his family. You stooped down to hug the frail old lady and thanked her for coming.

You retreated to the other end of the dance floor to give Joel some space to say goodbye to his Grandmother and a few others that were leaving, and you sighed contentedly at him.

You were so lucky to have a husband who was caring, strong, loving and so damn handsome.

Joel said his goodbyes and stood back up, turning to look at you over the dance floor.

He gave you a loving smile and you returned it, your body fuzzy with happiness and warm with love.

He continued to look at you rather than turning back to his family, and his smile grew bigger, and you laughed.

You lifted your hands and mouthed “what?”, shaking your head adoringly at him.

Joel didn’t respond, or move from his spot, and his smile grew bigger.

Your body began to turn cold, and the smile fell from your face as you furrowed your eyebrows at him, “Joel?” You said softly, knowing he wouldn’t hear it but hoping he’d snap out of his weird trance. He was scaring you.

The fairy lights began to dim and the moon disappeared behind some clouds as Joel’s smile grew impossibly bigger, and no one seemed to notice as you stood and stared, the cold fingers of panic prickling against your skin.

There was no way he would joke about this kind of thing, you both knew better than that, it was something neither of you even spoke of anymore.

You began to step back slowly as Joel chuckled darkly through his sickening grin, the edges of your vision burning away to blackness, and one by one your wedding party began to disappear, your beautiful woodland transforming into the plain, dark space behind the storage units, until all you saw in front of you was Joel’s reflection, and yours not far behind, their smiles bigger than their faces.

“No.” You breathed, a tear dropping down your cheek.

“Babe, what are you doing?” Joel’s panicked voice came from beside you.

You suddenly felt the rough edges of the cold brick in your hand, but you couldn’t move, your arm frozen above your head like it was suspended in ice. “I was out. I was out!” You cried.

“Throw it!” Joel shouted, but you couldn’t.

Joel lunged towards you and reached for the brick, but your body was suddenly snatched off the ground by some invisible entity, and you were now left floating in mid air and out of reach in the dark.

“Fuck! No! No no no!” Joel roared from somewhere below, but all you could do was float, and watch as a tall, naked creature with too many teeth stepped out of the mirror.

It stood straight and tall, hovering over your floating body and you couldn’t even scream.

“Baby you have to fight it!” Joel cried, panic in his voice evident even in the dark.

But you couldn’t, it was over, and you let a tear drop as the creatures fingers slid into your mouth, a sickening chuckle echoing through the room as it pulled you open, wider and wider and wider.

Until you were no longer you anymore.

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The End.