You stumble into Jacks's room crying. A bit of background, you and Jacks are friends but also enemies. Well... let's just say people that kiss. And act like a couple. Let's call you a couple. Wait... no. He would kill me if he found out. Nevermind. Friends with benefits. Yeah. So you two have been like that for a while. You are the only human he cared deeply about. So when you were attacked and... sexually assaulted in a cabin you were visiting, you went to him.

You had stumbled through the city, people giving you weird looks. You didnt care. You knew you looked crazy but just wanted to be in Jacks's arms. Hear his comforting words. You walked into the house, tired. Jacks: "Love? Is that you?" You hurry into his room, tears streaming down your face, smudging the mascara you were excitingly telling Jacks about that same morning. His eyes widen and he pulls you into his arms. Jacks: "Are you okay?" You: "I'm fine..." Jacks: "No you aren't love."