Eyeless Jack x Reader (⚠Lemon Warning⚠)

Welcome to Slenderman's Mansion. (Ch. 1)

I sighed. It's already almost time for dinner. And as soon as I go downstairs, I will be abused. Ugh I hate this house. But now, I'll just read Creepypasta shit for now. That's when I heard, "No!! Don't kill me!!! Kill my good-for-nothing daughter! Not me! NOO-" And after I heard silence for about a minute. "W-who are *hic* you? Why *hic* are you h- *hic* here?" I heard my father say, in his drunken state. I then heard, a low, raspy, chuckle and a voice say, "Who I am? That is none of your business. All you need to know, is I will take your kidneys, and take your children.
Bye-bye!" The voice was male, I know that. My siblings ran into my room. Our rooms were connected so they could do it without anyone knowing. "S-sissy I-I'm scared." Said my little sister, Katy. "It'll be okay Sis' I'll stop 'em!" My older brother, John said. I asked, "Wait, guys. Y'all know my obsession over Creepypasta?" They nodded. "It sounds like my favorite character, Eyeless Jack." I told them. John wispered in my ear, "Isn't he the cannibal one?" I nodded. Then Katy asked, "What's a kidney?" I sighed and said, "Katy, that is unimportant right now. What matters is we get out alive, okay?" She nodded. Then my door flung open, almost coming off it's hinges. And sure enough, there he stood. Eyeless Jack. We were froze. No one said a word. The air was tense. I could smell the blood of my mother and father all over him. He had a crossbody bag, over his shoulder. (A satchel, a man purse, a messenger bag, whatever you want to call it.) We stared at each other for a while. He noticed my drawings of all the Creepypastas on the wall. He walked around for a bit, observing them. He turned back to us. I was in the front, to protect my siblings. He said, "Relax. I can't kill you or your siblings anyway. I have to follow my boss' orders. Just relax." I relaxed, but kept my guard up. It was hard not to just fan-girl all over the place, but I resisted the urge. He continued what he was saying, "You all go pack your stuff. You won't need to pack any clothes. Just pack stuff like, any meds you might be on, stuff to distract you, ect. Understand?" We nodded. And Katy said, "Sir, I would like to know why we have to do this." He looks at her, well I say 'looks' he can't really look at her seeing (get the joke?) he doesn't have eyes. He responded with, "If you want to keep your kidneys, I suggest you be quiet." She did as asked and left to pack. I grabbed my suitcase out of my closet. I quickly grabbed my art supplies, copy and notebook paper, my notebook with all my drawings, my phone, my laptop, the locket my grandma had got me, and the pocket knife my ex boyfriend got me. Not to long later, we were leaving the house. He took us to the woods behind the house. It was a silent walk. We walked for about two hours before I said, "I'm to tired. Can I go to sleep?" Shit. I used Jeff the Killer's catch phrase. A second later I was tackled. Not by Jack, no. By Jeff. He said, in a raspy tone, "Who are you? Whoever you are...Don't. Use. My. Catch phrase." I nodded, "I'm (y/n)." He looked at me, and said, "Well then." He paused, to help me to my feet. "Welcome to Slenderman's Mansion."