Slashers x Reader [FINISHED]

Jack Torrance x reader (part 2)

The doctor soon arrived, asking for Danny. Wendy called him in, all of them sitting down. You were in the room also. You should be packing at your house, but you were interested where this leads. Plus, noone was chasing you away.

"So...tell me about this issue that happened in the past...we didn't get to that that the last time" the doctor said to Mrs Torrance. "Well... Jack used to drink. You know about that. Once he came home from work, had a little too much to drink and...lost his temper. He's a good, loving man. He would never hurt anyone. Especialy his son." Mrs Torrance squeezed her palm. Seems that this was a bit of a touchy subject. "How did he hurt him Wendy?" The doctor asked, meaning foward a bit more. "He...He just wanted to pull him away but...but ended up dislocating his arm..." Wendy took a breath from her cigarette. The doctor seemed visibly concerned. "Does your husband still drink?" She asked. "O-oh no. After that happened it was a sighn for him to stop. He's going clean and hasn't had any alcohol in... Five months" She chuckled nervously, taking another puff. The doctor still looked at her with scepticism in her brown eyes.

Timeskip to your house
Mr Torrance had given you a ride home. You lived close and hated to ask favours, but you would never pass up an oportunity to be with him. He was a great guy and you hated that you liked him. It was wrong on so many levels and you knew it. But you couldn't help it. You got out of his car and thanked him. You walked for your house, watching his car ride away. At least three months to spend with the Torrances... A dream come true? Possibly. You began packing around evening, and when you were done, you plopped into your bed, falling into a deep sleep.

You woke up on a red carpet floor. You pushed yourself up hardly, your arms were clearly weak. You sat up, looking all around. There was a white celing, with gold-looking chandeliers. The red carpet was going down the rest of the coridor you sat at. There were about...six doors going down on the walls. A quiet 1940 song played in the distance. Almost seemed as if it was coming out of one of the rooms. You looked to your other side, surprisingly to see a person. A dark figure. It was defenetly a male, holding a...stick? A baseball bat? No..it was an ax. You imidiately felt uneasy. But...comforted at the same time? As if you knew the man. His breaths were sharp and long. Almost like he just ran beside a cheetah for fifteen minutes. "Hello?" You asked. The man began walking towards you, as if he was being controlled by the sound of your voice, he went after you. You started scrambling away. You wanted to get up but when you looked down to your legs, they weren't there. They have been sloppily cut off, bleeding all over the place. But when? You didn't feel anything. The man was just a step away. He raised the ax above his head and slashed down.

You woke up with a moany sounding scream, since your voice was too tired for an actual scream of horror that you felt. You were shaking kinda wildly. It was certainly a... Wild dream...or a nightmare more like. You looked at your alarm clock, seeing 6:32, shit! You're gonna be late for the big hotel trip! You quickly zipped your bag and began a fast run to the bathroom. You took a speedy shower, brushed your teeth, got dressed and darted for the door. Surprisingly enough that took you about 25 minutes. If it would only work like that every day... You stood in front of your house, a little nervous. You reasured yourself several times that they'll be here, and that they haven't forgotten. You were prooven right when you saw a familiar car driving down the street slowly. You smiled, gave them a wave and when they stopped you went for the trunk. Mr Torrance was faster though.

He got out of the car, stopping your path. "Sit and I'll put the bag in the trunk." He showed one of his classic, comforting smiles your way. You smiled shyly back, and sat in the back seat, next to little Danny. "You exited?" You asked the little boy. "Yesss!" He squeaked. You chuckled at his adorible reaction.

About an hour later you were on the road. Little Danny was passed out sleeping on your lap and Wendy was slowly going with him. You were kinda fearing sleep though. Don't get me wrong, you've known the family for quite some time. Hell, might as well say that you're a family friend. But something, something had told you that if you fall asleep in the same car as Jack Torrance, you would never wake up. You never had this feeling around anybody and didn't really know what to think. After a moment of going over it, you fell asleep too. Just before you did, you looked into the front, seeing Mr Torrance's eyes from the mirror above, staring at you. Then, everything slowly went dark.

You woke up. Again. Red carpet, white celing, golden chandeliers, six doors, music. You looked to the other side imidiately. The man stood there again. This time you didn't say anything. You didn't wanna draw him near. Yet. You looked down to your legs. You still had them. You grabbed onto your ankle and squeezed. Just to be sure that they're actualy there. You looked back up at the guy and wondered what to do now. After a while of sitting on the ground, you mustered up some courage. "What do you want?" You asked, your voice kinda shaky.
"ReDruM" the voice was deep, tired and croaky. Like something straight out of a horror film. A second after He said it, he began marching towards you. You started scrambling away once more, this time surely escaping. Right? Right? You moved your hand on your leg, but it was cold. You soon noticed that it had been separated. Again. You continued scrambling away but the killer had raised his ax, swinging it down at you.

You woke up with a louder scream as someone was shaking you.
"AGH whUtTehFu-" you mashed the words together like potatoes. "(Y/n), are you okay?" A deep voice filled with concern asked. When you got your vision straight, you recognized the nice face of Mr Torrance. You sighed in relief, looking down and rubbing your eyes. "Yes Mr Torrance...twas just a nightmare"
"You sure you're fine? I heard you call out some...stranger things" He asked once again, his hand simply resting on your shoulder. "Yes, I'm fine. Thank you for asking" you looked up into his eyes, smiling.
"Alright then... we're here anyway. Come" He extended his hand and helped you out of the car. In front of you two stood a massive hotel, beautiful mountains with white caps behind it. Hell, you kinda wanted to live there...

A man soon walked out from the main door of the mansion and greeted the whole family to the grounds. First He actualy mistook you for Mrs Torrance, which you secretly took kinda flattery. He was soon corected by the mother and father of little Danny. He walked you through the entire place where a few people were finnishing up moving furniture and cleaning windows, along with the floors.

A dark skinned man came from around a corner greeting Jack and little Danny. He didn't seem to have any interest in you nor Wendy. He soon went away with her and the little Torrance away. To show them the kitchens. It was just you, Mr Torrance and the man who showed the rest of the hotel. You never caught up to his name...
He led you to a room where the Torrance family would be staying. It didn't look half bad. Kinda homey to be honest. The man showed you even your room that was a lot smaller but hey, you're alone.

"If you're afraid of the dark you can come to sleep on our couch" Mr Torrance joked as he leaned on the doorway to your little apartment. You smiled back at him, soon looking at the ground to hide the tiny blush that popped up

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