Hoodie's point of view
It's soon, very soon. But still not soon enough. It should be now, not in a week. Masky should be out of that hell hole now instead of staying there and going through the torture for another seven days. I feel the pain of not being with him all the time, it just gets worst over time instead of healing like they say time does. I can barely stand it, I don't know if I'l be able to keep on going for another week until the blood moon. Every second feels like an hour, minutes seem like years, my sanity gradually slips away. Helen and Slender have been doing their best to cheer me up, don't get me wrong, I appreciate it but it doesn't really help. He's the only one I want to see right now, I need my aura twin, I need my Masky.
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Your point of viewI had to be carried back home I was so out of it. The whole way back I cried my eyes out in Jack's hoodie. It felt horrible. The pain, the longing--the guilt. Guilt of not being able to help my brother, not being able to just rush in and burst him out of that place, to take him back home with us. I'll never forget the looks on his face, the desperation in his eyes as our gazes locked. How he called out my name but I wasn't able to answer his cries for help.
I must have fallen asleep in Jack's arms because that night I was plagued by nightmares. Of him being hurt, tortured by my sadistic adoptive father and of me only being able to watch. Only being able to watch as he reached out to me, begged me to help him. And I couldn't move. No matter how hard I pushed my body, my limbs just didn't respond. I was forced to watch in horror as my brother gradually lost his strength and finally fell limp, his body cold and deprived of life. I was left with nothing but a rotting corps.
I woke up crying and tormented, so much that I was too scared to go back to sleep on my own, in fear of having to live through that again. And so, half asleep and still under shock from what I had seen, I dragged my trembling self to the first person a child would when feeling uneasy, a parent: Slenderman.
It's unbelievable how dark it is at night in the mansion. Dark yes, but not unlively. I could hear the casual conversations the nocturnals were having downstairs but none of them were on this floor. Just like we're not allowed on their floor during the day, they're not allowed to come on this one at night. That way everyone can get a good few hours sleep. Creeping down the hallway so I wouldn't wake up any of my siblings, I made my way to dad's office. As quietly as I could I knocked, already knowing that he would be awake; he never sleeps. The master of the proxies doesn't require rest, I learnt from Ame.
Instead of telling me to enter like he usually would, Slender opened the door quietly so he didn't disturb any of his adopted children. He moved aside to let me in. I walked into the dimly lit room, Slender closing the door behind me and motioning for me to sit in the comfortable leather chair in front of his desk. He went and sat in the huge throne opposite me, the desk in between us.
"Are you alright (Y/N)? What is the matter?"
"W-when we were on the mission...we saw Masky."
"So I was told."
"A-and...our eyes met. He looked so desperate-and I couldn't do anything to help him. I dreamed that...he died," my voice broke and got a little higher as I continued, feeling a knot forming my throat and tears threatening to fall, "He was tortured to death before my eyes and I couldn't save him." I broke down, bursting into tears as the wound of the horrifying memories reopened, stinging pain aching in my heart.
Slender moved to next to me and knelt down so we were relatively on the same level. He gently took me in his arms, wrapping his tentacles around me too, using one to wipe away the tears on my face, "Shh, it's alright. We'll get him back, he won't die. I give you my word. You trust me don't you (Y/N)?" I nodded. "Good. Now dry those tears, imagine if Jeff saw you like that, he'd tease you for all eternity."
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My Monster Family (Eyeless Jack x Reader)
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