eyeless jack x reader c: ~fanfiction~

chapter 1 pt.1

¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬PT.1¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬ The woods. This was the place that you lived in, Killed in and hid in. But it was also a place you went to if you needed company, calmness or food. 

There was one place you loved the most over him. It wasn't really just a place to you it was where you belong. ~FLAHH BACK~  

You calmly walked into your tree house with the wind flowing through your blood soaked hair.

"Phew what a long day at work i didn't think killing my old class mates would be that hard." 

you said to no one in particular. You walk around the little wooden tree house looking... for something. 

An owl lets out a hourly hoot and you hear foot steps crunching in the leaves outside. 

"Who could possibly in the woods at this hour" you wonder. 

The crunching of the foot steps grow louder . Till it came to a stop where complete silence filled the desolate area.

You walk into your room and take off your old uniform aka your disguise. You throw on a weird old blazer top with bones printed on and a shoulder pad covered in spikes. This was your usual evening wear.

You walk around your wooden tree house scrubbing make up off your face revealing gigantic scars. 

You get on your laptop and go on face book. Pheo (your best friend) Greets you as usual. 

You and him have a chat for 3 hours. Even though you and him are far apart you still have the best far distance relation ship with him.

After a while you feel tired and leave to go on YouTube. Whilst watching (your favorite you tuber) you hear the same strange crunching of foot steps again. This time your more alarmed scared and worried.

This is the time when you ask your self why are you scared ? your a serial killer after all

No one lives here ... whom could be out at this hour? this place is run down abandoned and desolate ... you thought to your self.

You slowly creep down the stairs not to forget to bring your gun and knife just in case anything happens.

You follow the sound of the crunching and crackling foots steps out to the sound of the busy high way just outside the desolate area. when you hear...

TO BE CONTINUED :P