The Owner and His Pet (Eyeless Jack x Animal Reader)

Chapter 3

Chapter 3
Little Game

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(Y/N)'s P.O.V
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E.J or my 'owner' had come into my room to tell me he was leaving. In all honesty, I am very glad he left. I got up and went looking for a bathroom. After I had finally found it I turned on the faucet allowing clean water to come out.

How there was can water in the first place was not my main concern.

I then cupped my hands and put it under the faucet as the cold water hit my hand.

After the water had filled up I then splashed the water onto my face.

I started rubbing my nose. I then pulled back and turned off the water.

I then started to sniff making my (S/N) nose move a little. My eyes were now closed.

All I could smell here was blood and the remains of E.J's scent.

I opened my eye's and started walking back to my room. I then laid down on my bed. 

Where did everything go wrong?

I looked out the window to see a moon and stars.

I then closed my eye's as I fell into dreamland. But for me, Dreamland was known as hell.

-(Y/N)'s Dream-

"Why are you doing this?! You said you'd take care of me not hurt me!!" Shouted the young teen that had (N/T) ears.

"Heh I lied my little maid~ and now I get the honor of keeping you~" He stated....with that smirk.

That smirk held so many secrets. He then went to the long silver table and picked up a whip. My eye's started to get blurry as I started struggling and my eye's started getting watery.

"Oh please stop struggling or I'll make it worse." Smirked the man.

His pale white hands were around the handle of the whip and the whip extended outwards. He lifted it as his fist went in a downward motion. *SLAP* You could hear the loud slap as it hit (Y/N)'s skin.

He continued this. 

For such a long time.

Her (S/C) skin broke as blood came out of the wounds. Screams could be heard. As he continued this torment. He then stopped and looked down at the female with pity. 

Her stomach was so flat you could see the rib bones. Her eye's had bags. Tears fell from her eye's. Blood fell from her cuts. Both fell onto the floor with a quiet drip.

"Hehe time to die my sweet." He said as he then lifted his gun and put his finger on the trigger, then.

*Bang*

-End Of Dream-

"GAHH!" I shouted as I held onto where my heart should be.

It was a dream.

Just a dream. 

I'm alive.

But I'm broken.

And I'm weak.

My door then opened to reveal a mask I didn't want to see after what had happened.

"Are you okay?" He asked as he stepped a little bit forward.

He stepped forward enough for the moonlight to hit him. And allow me to see his mask fully.

"Ya, I'm okay," I stated as I slowed my breathing.

"Why did you yell?" He asked.

"Just a bad dream was all," I stated.

"Alright." He said as he walked out of my room.

I let out a sigh of relief when I heard a quiet *click* from my door.

I fell onto my bed.

Why does my mind do this?

Why does it bring back those memories for hell?

PTSD.

I remember my mother having that.

She would always wake up and start crying and hug my father to death.

I turned my head to look at the night sky.

I then noticed a bright star.

Why did you leave me, mom?

Why did you leave me, dad?

Why did you leave me life?

I want my old life back.....

I want to be free...

E.J's P.O.V
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I feel like her nightmare goes deeper than it sounds.

The way she screamed. Her voice sounded like it was in pain. Like a vortex of endless pain. Was it because of what has happened to her? I then pulled out a book that talks about common illness and psychological illness. I went to one specific symptom, PTSD.

The condition may last months or years, with triggers that can bring back memories of the trauma accompanied by intense emotional and physical reactions. Symptoms may include nightmares or flashbacks, avoidance of situations that bring back the trauma, heightened reactivity to stimuli, anxiety, or depressed mood. Treatment includes different types of psychotherapy as well as medications to manage symptoms.

Please don't tell me (Y/N) has PTSD.

What the hell would I do with her?

Sure I know a lot about the human body but the mind.....I do know quite a bit about the mind but to help?

That will never happen... 

I'm only triggering her more when I scare her, aren't I?

But what can I say?

I enjoy her fear her a lot.

I'll show her that I won't harm her but I'll still scare her.

She is the pet after all. And I'm the owner~

So let's enjoy this little game (Y/N).

Published: April 9, 2017
First Edit: May 14, 2017
Second Edit: June 18, 2017