A Cannibals Poem (E.J X Cannibal!Reader)

Ch. 4 As an Immortal

(A/N) Hey gal's! I know the last chapter was short and all, and I'm sorry, I've just been running out of ideas. Hope this one's better though! Love y'all, bye!

Your P.O.V
Two days have passed, you started wondering if you should let Jack off the chain or not. Then again, if you do, he might try to kill you. Immortals by fallout boy pops into your head and you start singing. ((A/N) am I the only one that this happens to?) "They say we are what we are, but we don't have to be"
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"We could be immortals, just not for long, for long!" Before you knew it, an whole ten minutes had passed of you just singing. Time seems to go by faster now that you're an immortal cannibal. It felt like three, or maybe four minutes at the most. Who knew? Maybe for you it was three or four minutes but then minutes for mortals. Deciding that maybe you should unchain Jack after all, you start making your way downstairs, grabbing your keys off of your table.
Jacks P.O.V
I was currently reading a book I found in the pile of books (Y/N) dropped off for me yesterday. Suddenly, I hear an angelic voice singing. Closing my book, I listen as the song goes on. I could get lost listening to someone with a voice that beautiful sing, and I did. But like everything else as beautiful and wonderful as this, it ended. Glancing up at the clock, I realize the song went on for a full ten minutes. Its funny how when your a mortal, time can't go fast enough, but as an immortal, it goes BT like seconds. I hear footsteps coming towards the stairs that must lead to a door. Its funny how I was the one locking people up in basements, but now, I'm the one locked up. The door opens, then I hear (Y/N).
"Okay, listen up Jack. I'm going to unlock the chain, but, if you even try to kill me, I will have your ass locked right back up in here. Also, don't leave. I like being lonely, but now that I know there's someone like me, I don't want to be lonely." She stops at the bottom of the stairs and starts flipping through keys. She looks up. "Do you agree?"
"Yeah, but,"
"What? If you don't agree, I can't release you."
"NO!! No, I mean um, well I kind of have to leave."
"Why? I can supply you with food."
"Well, that's not the problem, you see, there's a man, that kind of... Well, I made a deal with a guy, but not just some normal guy, no, he's uh, well... It doesn't matter, point is, if I leave and am gone for too long I'll be breaking the deal and umm..."
"Just get to the point please."
"Well, you see, if I break the deal I... I die."
Silence. Total silence. Not even the sink was dripping anymore. And thank god for that, it was annoying as hell. Then, (Y/N) sighs, breaking the defining silence that had become of our previous talk.
"Okay, but when you leave, I'm going with you."
I stand up. "WHAT?! NO! Y-" taking a deep breath, I calm down. "You can't."
"And why not?"
"If you do... He'll kill you."
"I can and I will go with you. Plus, if I die, I die, so what? The world would just have one less monster to deal with."
I know she wasn't intending to hurt me with her words but she did. I kind of know how she feels, for so long I thought I was... Well... In a sense, alone. I mean, sure I had the others, but I mean I've always felt like... Like I was the only one like me. I'm probably the oldest thing alive. Well, other that him, of course.
*An hours worth of time skippleeedooodongs cus I'm lazy* *Also, its still E.J's P.O.V*
I am currently standing in (Y/N)'s bedroom doorway watching as she scrambles around making a mess of her room while looking for my scalpel.
"(Y/N)"
"Yeah?" She stands up and scratches her head looking around.
"Why did you let me go if you knew I had to leave?"
She sighs. "Well Jack, I honestly don't know." She walks over to a walk in closet, proceeding to open it and walk in, causing me to move so I can see her. "I guess its because... Because I too have been in a situation similar to that." She starts tearing things out of the closet and throwing them on the floor behind her to be left for later.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, I've been chained up," she pulls out a trunk and starts pulling thing out as she continues. "Tied down and left in a room, alone, but instead of being let free I was let to rot until..." I tilt my head in confusion.
"Until..?"
She pulls out a messily folded piece of off white fabric, holding it in her lap.
"Until I escaped, by myself." She discards the white fabric behind her, along with the rest of the things she previously tore out. Looking at the fabric, it now being sprawled out across the floor, I can clearly tell its a straight jacket with multiple broken buttons and a few stains, presumably from blood. What stood out the most was the black rose imprint on the top left corner.
"Was... Was that yours..?"
"No, I stole it from a insane person." She says with sarcasm lacing her voice as she glances towards me, never stopping her rampage of tossing items around. "Of course it was mine you idiot." She says, slamming the trunk closed. "Found your scalpel by the way." She throws the scalpel towards my face, effectively lodging it in the wall just meters from my head. "So," she starts to toss things into her closet, noticeable hesitating once she gets to the straight jacket, which she instead throws onto her bed. "Who's the big ol' boss man holing you hostage anyway?"
How was I supposed to answer this? I, myself, have only seen him once. Apparently, his proxies, the ones that do all his work for him, have only seen him four or five times, and they've known him much longer than I have. "Well, I don't really know his name. We kind of all just call him... Well... Him."