Chains: Eyeless Jack X Reader

Chapter 10

All credit goes to Valentinesdaygreen a great deviantart writer.  

  {Jack's POV}

            "Hush little baby, don't say a word... Mamma's gonna buy you a mockingbird..."
I need to scream.

            "And if that mockingbird won't sing... Mamma's gonna buy you a diamond ring..."
I need to hear.

            "And if that diamond ring turns brass... Mamma's gonna buy you a looking glass..."
I need to see.

             "And if that looking glass gets broke... Mamma's gonna buy you a billy goat..."
I need to eat.

             "And if that billy goat won't pull... Mamma's gonna buy you a cart and bull..."
I need to run.

             "And if that cart and bull turn over... Mamma's gonna buy you a dog named Rover..."
I need to move.

             "And if that dog named Rover won't bark... Mamma's gonna buy you a horse and cart..."
I need to escape.

             "And if that horse and cart fall down... You'll still be the cutest baby in this town."

            Darkness surrounded him as he struggled. No sight, no sound, no smell, no voice, no movement. He existed in a void, all alone, completely cut off from reality. And yet he could still feel the song. It rang through his head over and over, a hallucination that would not leave. It was driving him insane, to the point of tears, but it was all he had. He hummed it even though he could not hear it, desperately clinging to reality through the unheard song.

            Suddenly something brushed against him, and the pressure released on his ears. "Tell me, have you learned your lesson?" a menacing voice asked next to his ear, dripping with sadistic delight. A shudder ran down his spine as he felt spit brush against his ear, making him flinch and draw away, but a hand quickly grabbed his jaw and forced his head back into its original position. "Come now, my little pet, don't be shy..."

            'Let me go!'
            "You had no trouble earlier when you bit me."
            'Leave me alone!'
            "Where's that fighting spirit you had earlier?"
            'I can't take it anymore!'

            "Could it... be you're scared?"

            The last word was hissed into his ear, and his shoulders fell, his entire body going limp. A chill ran down his spine. Scared. Yes, he WAS scared. He couldn't take it anymore! He needed out! Let me go, let me go, LET ME GO!

            Jack gasped as his eyelids flew open, a cold sweat dripping down his face. For a moment he panicked as he felt something wrapped around him, and he yelped and threw them off before realizing what they were: blankets. He was in his bed, safe at home.