Afraid of the Dark - Laughing Jack

Chapter 9

HI

I'm alive. 

It's been so long since I've written anything for this story so I barely remember where I was going with it but I hope it makes sense in some way

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*Celestia's POV*

I could barely focus on what the teacher was talking about. I registered a few words here and there, but I was too distracted by the empty seat next to me. Where Diana would've sat. 

"What did I miss?" a too familiar voice suddenly said, and I turned my head around so quickly I'm afraid it'd break. 

His legs were too long, so his knees were almost all up in his face as he sat in an awkward position to fit in the narrow row of seats. He looked bored, with a lollipop hanging from the corner of his mouth, and he pierced his eyes in me.

I looked around me, panic spreading in my veins as I realized no one could see him. Only I. When he saw I knew I'm the only one who could see him, he laughed. 

"You thought you were safe just because you're not alone?" he asked. I gulped. I should've known he would come after me at any time. But he couldn't physically hurt me in front of all these people, right? I just had to stay in this room long enough for him to give up and disappear again. 

"How's it like being the only one grieving for a lost soul?" Jack asked. He offered me the lollipop, but when I didn't take it, he stuck it underneath the seat.
"I know you hate it. Oh, how disrespectful of Laughing Jack to wipe her from even her own parents' memory! Tragedy!" He laughed again. 
"I never thought it would be so much fun to play with one's head. I will drive you insane".

"Miss. Blue?" the teacher called, and I looked up. He was looking at me as if he expected an answer to whatever he had asked, and I stuttered.

"Uh, I...I didn't...I'm sorry, I-"

"Didn't pay attention?" he snapped. "If you're not going to listen to what I'm teaching, you're welcome to leave". He pointed at the door. I forgot that this was Mr. Walsh, the guy who tolerated no distractions. He gave you no seconds chances, so if he told you to leave; you had to leave. I quickly grabbed my stuff and look next to me. The seat was empty.

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Jack's POV

I considered attacking Celestia while she was in the crowded hallway, but I figured I didn't want to send her to the psych ward just yet, so I waited until she couldn't avoid going to the restroom anymore, and then followed her.

It was empty, so there would be no distractions, and no one to question Celestia's sanity either. Perfect for what I had in mind.

When she came out of the stall she had been in, she froze as she saw me standing by the sink, waiting for her. I wiggled my eyebrows at her, before I lunged forward and in a second I had her pinned up against the wall, my claws piercing through her wrists. She screamed, but I knew no one would hear her. Just like no one could see me.

"I told you we were only getting started" I murmured, as I stabbed her wrists with two daggers I produced, gaining another scream. Now she had nowhere to run. 

I paced back and forth, wondering what to do with her. So many possibilities, but where to start?

Aha! Let's go for some of the classics, shall we?

I went easy on her in the beginning. Peeling off her skin from her hands with my claws, and continued down her arms, earning just enough screams to satisfy me. She was still stubborn, though, but I enjoyed it. 

I proceeded to crush her feet, hitting each and every toe with a hammer. I heard the bones break, like music in my ears.

"I think that's enough for a warm up!" I clapped my hands together, and took the daggers from her wrists. She fell forward, but just as she landed, I made sure she landed in a bed of nails. She cried out, and I cackled. Didn't see that coming, did you?

I picked her up and slung her to the side, admiring her now punctured body. I broke one of the mirrors in the room, and grabbed the sharpest piece I could find. 

"Of all the monsters I know of" Celestia spat, finally speaking up, as I leaned down and started to cut of her hair. "You're the worst one".

I'm flattered.

I started cutting off pieces of her scalp, leaving her trashing around on the floor. She tried to grab my hands, but had screamed at the pain in them once she touched me. Remember, little girl; you forgot your skin. 

I straddled her, a huge grin on my face as I forced open her mouth. In a swift move, I cut out her tongue, and placed in on her chest. That earned the loudest scream so far.

Tears and blood covered the floor, but I had only tempted her yet, with weak methods as I was getting ready for tonight's main attraction.

Penetration!

"Don't worry, you'll get more than just an oral" I chirped, and ripped off her pants. She tried to kick me, crying and shaking her head violently, but I held her down. I produced a knife in my hand; a long and sharp blade shimmering in front of her eyes. She shook all over, desperately trying to get away. 

Cackling loudly, I drove the knife into her, and she let out the most beautiful sound I had ever heard. I'm sure she would've shattered the mirrors, hadn't I already done that.

I cut her up to her stomach, earning cries and screams and hisses and helplessness from my victim. That's when she made a sound that sounded similar to "pwease". I leaned in closer, driving the knife deeper into her.

"What?" I asked, amused. She was stubborn, and it took a lot for her to finally start begging. She made the sound again, and I pouted.

"But we were having so much fun!". While I was at it, I drove to smaller knives through her nipples, and let them stay there. It looked funny. 

She sobbed, as I slowly dragged the knife out of her. 

Okay, that was enough for this round. I had to wait patiently for the next time I'd be seeing her. I couldn't use up all my ideas all at once. 

But, just to fight that urge to stop once she asked me to, I buried my claws in her ears, as deep as they could go, before I stalked off, leaving Celestia with no less pain, but unharmed, fully clothed in a clean restroom. 

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I know it sucks but honestly I just wanted to write some torture while I was in the mood so this is what you get, L.J tries rape

(Pocky; you get to maka chop me if you didn't like the chapter, I'm writing this story mainly because you want me to lmao)