Eyeless jack x Reader

Kidnapped

I woke up to feeling of a hard mattress and a semi soft blanket around me. was it all a dream?  as I went to stretch I suddenly realized three terrifying things.

 1. I was not in my bed, I wasn't even in my room.

 2. My body felt like it was used as a human punching bag.

3. I was naked in an unfamiliar place with nothing but a blanket to cover me.

Fuck

I struggled to sit up so i could get a better look at my surrounding but was stopped by a shooting pain in my ribs that forced me to cry out. 

"OWW son of a biscuit, what happened to me?"  as I finally got myself into a sitting position I threw off the blanket and stared in absolute horror at my body.

Starting from my legs I had a nasty gash running from my calf to my knee that was crudely wrapped in a cloth like substance. Moving up my body my hips had bruises that  looked kind of like handprints. my abdomen was covered in welts and small cuts not to mention the recurring bruises. and finally my ribs, god I could just tell by looking at them much less feeling it that most of them were broken. How none of them punctured my lung was either a freaking miracle or my worst curse.

I was about to seriously let out a volley of unfavorable words when I heard Heavy footsteps outside the very dark room I appeared to be in. I froze and looked around the room for something anything to give me a fighting chance, aside from a black desk an old spinny chair and the mattress i'm currently sitting on there really was nothing else. So I made a fist and held my breath waiting for that door to open and for me finally meet my captor. 

The door opened and reveled a man in black combat boots  black skinny jeans with a couple tears in them and a white blood stained hoodie. The most terrifying part of this man was his nightmare inducing face, he had black hair, bleach white skin, dark eyes that seemed to burn into any onlookers soul, and last but not least he had an everlasting smile. Only achievable by carving into his mouth up to his cheek bones on both sides. 

The man grinned at me. I stared back at him with what I assumed to be and expression of shock. He then turned his head to a noise outside of the room and glared at a person I could not see before speaking in a gruff obnoxious tone "Hey E.J you're bitch is up. ugh and it's moving to". He then turned to me and I growled at him, Despite his terrifying demeanor I was not one to be insulted. 

"Hey Joker wannabe, Heath Ledger called he wants his face back" I bit back at him. 

"The fuck did you just say" The man said now enraged, from his hoodie he retrieved a butcher knife already stained in blood. He walked toward me before grabbing by my hair and throwing me across the room. He was about to punch me when another man burst into room and grabbed his arm twisting it behind his back and pinning the white hooded boy to the ground. "Dont fucking touch her Jeff " the new boy growled . 

Meanwhile I stared in shock and became to cough before I was fully gasping for breath. Holding my ribs I realized with terror I couldn't breath anymore, it was like all the oxygen just up and left my system. I crawled a bit scratching at the hardwood floor. The pain in my ribs was now unbearable i wanted to scream and cry but i could not. No matter how hard I tried I could not.

When I heard the new boy curse and was suddenly being lifted in the air and out of the room. As the man ran I was able to draw a little more air into my lungs. A little but not enough as I felt my body begin to go limp I could see the man in the mask starring at me. His mask was moving but I could not make out what he was saying. In fact I couldn't hear anything anymore.  Just the sound of my heart beat. 

Badump Badump Badump Badump..Badump Badump......Badump Badump.........Badump Badump.................Badump

And then the world drifted into a peaceful black sea of nothingness.

--------E.Js POV--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

I was walking down the hall towards Laughing Jack's room when I heard Jeff call out to me. 

"Hey E.J you're bitch is up ugh and it's moving to"he called, Just as he said that I heard a sassy mumble coming from my room not enough to catch what exactly was being said. Jeff looked pissed and before I could stop him he ran into my room. I heard a thud and bursted into my room to find my angel now against a wall curled up into a ball and jeff about to hit her. 

Acting quickly I pounced on Jeff twisting his arm behind his back and pinning him to the ground. "Dont fucking touch her jeff" I growled at him. That's when I heard a noise that made my stomach drop. I looked to (y/n) she was scratching the ground trying to breath but obtaining no air. 

It's the same sound someone makes when their rib have pierced the lungs. 

"shit" was the only word to escape my mouth.

I ran to y/n not even bothering with Jeff anymore my only thought was her.  I picked her up and carried her bridal style through the mansion the whole time shouting her name. I noticed her grip was loosening and her entire body was going limp. I looked down at her to find her beautiful (eye color) eyes staring at mine, they were closing slowly. her breathing was getting shallower and shallower than she did something I did not expect. As she lay dying in arms she had a smile on her face.

It was almost as if she welcomed death.

"Y/N" I screamed. 

Y/N was dead. 

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Hahahahahahahaha  I feel so evil right now.

E.J walks into room.

E.j- "What are you doing?"

me- "oh uh jack hey just you know writing a story"

E.j - "what's it about?"

me- You and the reader..... i can't say anything else

E.J walks out of the room hanging his head. before closing the door I hear him mumble "how did she know about my angel?"