love bites (yandere eyeless jack x reader) (HORROR FIC)

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You walked into the apartment and Alex fallowed close behind you. You both held bags of his stuff and you had asked one of your friends to drop of his furniture and heavier things. You supposed the '15 days' was the warning for your mother death and not your own. You wished it was you...

You sighed and set the bags on the couch. "Alright buddy get your jamies on and I'll put on a movie.." you said tiredly.

"Okay!" He said and quickly grabbed a set of clothes from one of his bags. "Uhh where is the bathroom..?"

"Its the only door on the left." You said and plopped down on the couch... The bags... You felt a strong urge to look through them.. And so you did, it didn't take you long to find what you were looking for. A note? You hastily grabbed it and opened it. '10 days' was all it said. And it was in Alex's bag... The last one was on your mothers door... He was next then.. You would have to leave and call in some favors.. The house was in your father's name but you had blackmailed him into signing it over to you along with the car. So you would sell the things in the house and the house itself. Get a fair amount of money and leave we were going on a long ass road.

You zipped his bags back up and shoved the note in your pocket. Just in time to Alex was just walking out of the bathroom. Your forgot to put on the movie. You sighed and quickly turned on a random movie.
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[Other pov unknown time]

Breaking into the house again, I knew what I did and I knew I was going to have him. Just a little more time. Though its only fair I give him a warning. The warning came in a note much like the last warning.

I slipped it into the bag. They were gathering things from the other rooms and such now was the perfect time to do this. Though it was high risk, y/n would most likely be on high alert and Alex would be probably be paranoid.

I listened for them. They weren't talking just packing things up and looking through things. I decided I would leave and come back later to look through the remaining stuff. Y/n wasn't like me and required more.

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[Other pov current time]

You after a little bit of watching whatever movie that was you decided it was bed time for you both. You checked you room to make sure they took the eyes. But you kept the zippo lighter on your person at all times. Yes it was evidence but you didn't want to turn it in. Alex was sleeping on your bed till your friend dropped if his then he could have his own room.

You sighed and stood up. Your grabbed your smokes from the counter and shoved on a sweater. You felt the cols winter air hit you as soon as you opened the door. You slipped on your slippers and walked out. Everything looked so peaceful you envied the peacefulness of the city. Everything was fine tonight and everyone was living there lives not in fear... They were just living. You took Charlie's lighter out of your pocket and a smoke out of the box, then lit it. You took a long drag and exhaled.

Why couldn't you feel happy for others? You were never able always jealous of them and their alive friends and mothers. Smoking hardly helped anymore you didn't know why you still did it. But you wouldn't turn to hard-core drugs like your father had. You had a child to take care of now, and you would. You took the last drag before putting it out on the ash tray.

You had a strong gut feeling to look below you at the street. You abided and look down. Dread washed over you and you subconsciously held your hand up to where he had stabbed you.

What the fuck was he doing here you had time. You froze you felt him staring at you, you wanted to throw up. You hated him so much you wanted to scratch out his throat and light his body on fire.

He walked across the street and stared up at you. Then started to climb onto balcony railing below yours. That's snapped you out of your trance and you quickly opened the glass door and tried shutting it. But you were stopped by his foot in the door. You started at it in shock and your gripped lessened a bit.

The man pushed open the sliding door. And you backed away into the living room. Trying not to make any noise because Alex was still asleep.

"W-what do you want...?" You asked, your voice was shaking.

He didn't say any he just pushed you back onto the couch and stared down at you. He grabbed the blanket from beside you. "Lay down." He said in a very demanding voice. He sounded likes he hasn't talked in weeks.

You slowly nodded your head and laid down scared of what would happen if you didn't. He draped the blanket over and crouched down beside you. He moved the hair out of your face and pushed it behind your ear. You didn't know when but you started crying. You didn't want the vile man to touch you and you never wanted to see him again.

You trembled as he ran his hand along your jaw line and under your chin. He suddenly got up. "Sleep." He said and walked onto the balcony and jumped off was he still alright? You hoped he died but you knew better than that. He was still well and alive.

You needed to sell that house.... And get out of this god forsaken city, move to a small ass town that hardly anyone knows about then leave as soon as there was word of  trouble.