Fill for rotgKink-meme prompt:

Five times where Jack was left to wallow in his misery and one time when he wasn't.

You know those times when you get just so overwhelmingly upset

that your chest hurts and you can't stop crying/almost crying,

and you just want someone to hold you?

Unseen

Despite the darkness Jack could still see people roaming around, even a few children here and there.

What he could see from his position in the sky held aloft by the wind the village was relatively small with just a few families occupying it.

He wondered why everyone seemed to feel so cold. Most of them were rubbing their hands together, pulling their clothes tight around themselves and staying in motion as much as they could.

Maybe they just couldn't stand the cold as good as him? He didn't feel cold at all. Weird.

After he landed on the ground Jack straightened himself and brushed his clothes off laughing in his excitement to meet other people before he was jogging towards the others. Even though he was doing his best to catch their attention they didn't react at all walking straight past Jack without giving him a single glance. How rude.

Just as he had begun to talk to a woman who sat in an old wooden chair in front of a small house he saw a young kid running towards him.

Jack crouched on the ground to look the boy better in his eyes but the kid didn't seem to notice him since he didn't slow down as he got nearer. None the less Jack didn't let that discourage him.

He started asking the lad if he could tell him where he was however his question was cut off before he had finished it when the kid walked straight through him. What...?

Jack's eyes widened as he quickly straightened breathing harder due to his shock.

How was that possible? From what he could tell he looked just the same as everyone else although his hair color seemed a bit odd in comparison. But that didn't explain why apparently none of them could see him.

Were they not the same after all? Was he different than them? Was something wrong with him or just with everyone else? Jack didn't know.

Turning his head around, soon followed by the rest of his body his gaze followed the child that had ran through him. Suddenly the same feeling from before rushed through him. A kind of numbness that spread in his chest, leaving a hollow ache behind. Every time someone walked through Jack that feeling filled him.

He was gasping when two more people passed through him.

In a last desperate attempt he called out 'hello?' twice, looking around hoping that anyone reacted to his voice. He felt even more helpless when no one did.

Was there really nobody in this whole village who could notice him?

Jack pressed his right hand against his chest to check that he was indeed real. He was pretty sure that he was but it seemed like that had escaped the others notice.

He turned his back to the village and cast one last look behind before he disappeared in the forest.

He wanted to be alone. Well...he obviously was since no one registered his presence but he didn't want to see anyone. At least no one that couldn't see him. What would be the point? He was certainly upset enough he didn't need to make it any worse.

When Jack finally arrived back at his pond where he had woken up from he collapsed to the ground while sobs began to wreck his slim body.

There was so much pain! Everything hurt, his chest the most of all. Tears welled up in his eyes before they slid down his pale cheeks unnoticed.

He was alone, completely on his own. What were the odds of anyone else seeing him? Slim to none that's what his chances to be ever seen were. Maybe that was a little pessimistic but Jack couldn't help it at the moment. He was way too upset to think straight.

Similar thoughts plagued his mind until the child fell into an exhausted sleep under the ever watchful moon.