Masked Attraction ( eyeless jack x F!reader )

Monster

You see your stalker there above you. "What the fuck Jack I told you this was my house tonight, go find another one", he says to who you assume is Jack. "I can't let you kill her", he says as he looks down at you. "What the fuck! Why not? You like her or something? Slender won't like that one bit", he says as he looks at you. "She's a feisty one I can tell you that, look what she did", Jeff points to his cheek. "G-get off of me", you choke out, blood coming out of your mouth. Your wound hurt like hell. "It hurts sweetheart?", Jeff says as he puts his hand to your wound and pushes down. You wince and whine in pain.

"That's enough Jeff I already told you", Jack says as he grabs Jeff by the hoodie and pushes him off of you. "Go find some other house", Jack says while picking you up. Jeff looks mad and smacks his lips. "Fine whatever man but you owe me, I didn't get cut for nothing. I have to tell slender about.. whatever this is," he says while pointing from you to Jack. "That's fine", Jack says while making his way to your room with you in his arms. Jeff says something under his breath and leaves from where he came in from. Jack takes you up to your bed and lays you down.

"I'm sorry about that, I should've been here earlier to prevent this but I got held up", he says as he gets medical supplies from his bag. You were so confused. Why was this man helping you? Who was he? Who was THAT who just tried to murder you? So many questions you made yourself sick. "W-who are you?", you ask him. "I'm Jack", he answers. That's it? He goes back to trying to fix you up. He lifts up your shirt and exposes your stomach. "I'm going to have to disinfect the wound so this might hurt", he brings out a bottle of alcohol. Fuck, you knew this was gonna hurt more then the wound itself.

   He asks if you're ready. You nod yes. He puts the alcohol on a cotton ball and starts to dab around the stab wound. "AAAAuhh FUCK ", you moan out of pain. You grab onto your sheets as hard as you can. He mutters a sorry under his breath. You mumble and groan in pain until he's done. He takes out stitches and starts to stitch you up. It still hurts but there's nothing you can do. "Okay all done", he says as he puts his tools back in his bag. You mutter a thank you and he nods. "So were you the one that left those notes in my room?", you ask him. "Yes", he answers. He's not good at giving me information. "Why?", you ask. "I honestly don't know, because I felt like it". He's hiding something but you didn't wanna make him mad. You can't even tell what he's feeling because he's wearing a mask. And his voice was deep and very monotone, showing little to no emotion.

   You remember that he's a killer and dangerous, he probably killed that guy at that party. You ask him if he killed that guy at the party. He says yes. You ask why. "Because that asshole deserved it, less people like him in the world", he says as he gets your phone from the floor that Jeff dropped and gives it to you. "Don't try to move a lot and get some rest, you need it", he says and starts to walk out. You still had so many questions. Who was slender? How did he know that Jeff guy? How did he know how to handle wounds? "So you're a good guy?", you ask him.

   You regret saying that as soon as it comes out of your mouth. He stops and turns around to face you. "Good? Do I look like I'm a good person? Huh?", he says as he walks up to you. "N-no I mean I don't know I-I'm sorry-", he cuts you off when he gets on top of you. He pulls out his scalpel and traces your face with it. You don't wanna move, you're too scared. "Listen, you don't wanna know what I do to people. I'm a monster", he tells you while tracing the scalpel from your face to your neck. "I could easily cut open your neck or rip out your kidneys so I could have a taste of you", he says while he takes one hand and moves his mask to the side; exposing his mouth and his sharp teeth along with his long black tongue. He really was not human, he was something demonic.

   You start to tear up. You've never seen something like him before. "I bet you taste so sweet", he says while licking your neck. You wince and try to calm your breathing. He moves the scalpel from your neck to your chest. He brings it down between your breasts and down your stomach; stopping at the hem of your shorts. "You're a really pretty girl, you know that?", his teeth hovering over your neck. You can tell how sharp they are and he's not even pressing down. You hope he doesn't do what you're thinking he's about to do. He stops for a moment and gets off of you. He pulls your shirt back down and starts to walk out. "I gotta go, I'll see you again y/n", and with that he left.