Don't Be Scared (Jack Frost x Male! Reader)

Chapter 14

Warning ⚠️
-foul language
-torture methods
-blood (subtle but present)

Jack's POV

"When will you just stay down. Or just stay in the ground." I muster enough strength to speak. Only for it to be a raspy whisper.

"Well I planned to have a great resurfacing. Oh. Please. Do me a favor and try to speak up. I can hardly hear you." He laughs. Knowing damn well he isn't giving me any water.

Before getting kidnapped. I was visiting the lake. The same one I decided go ice skating on with my sister. So long ago but it's a memorable day for me. Saving my sisters life but mine was taken instead.

As I was ready to leave for the Willow Forest. I was suffocated by black shadows. My staff was snatched away so quickly I couldn't defend myself. It was a useless struggle for I was taken to a deep underground bunker.

"It's been days and you really think Hallow will do it." I laugh a tad to only wince in slight pain. Pitch didn't hesitate to get a punch in when his opponent is defensiless. I'm only as strong as a hospital patient walking home from a months coma.

"You talk an awful lot for someone who's spirit is dying." He side glance toward me from his metal globe of believers.

"I already died. And you know the children won't stop believing in me." I glare.

"Oh I know that. But as a spirit. It must be treasured and taken care of. No matter how much they believe in you. You can't be a guardian if you don't believe in yourself." He gives a sickening look.

"I know who I am. Are you planning on breaking me. To listen to you like you tried last time." I scoff at his idiocy.

"I'm just trying to say weeks has passed and he still isn't here for you."  He walks up to my cage and taps the rusty metal bars.

"It has only been 4 days. Don't think you're a good liar." I look at him to see if he'd break the lie. Only for him to shrug and walk out. I watch him strut away with the shadows following his sides. Then a dreadful echo of his voice bounced around.

"It's hard to track time in a dark place. But as I say it's seems like his doing nothing for you." I frown. Does he really think I could believe that. Hallow is a good man. (M/N) is my partner. He is doing something. He has to. Please.

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I soon wake up from what felt like an hour nap. Seeing that I was not in the that same cage as before. This room had long chains scattered around. I felt cold clamps on my wrist and ankles. Not attach to anything...yet. There was a window at the of the right wall. I walk toward it slowly. It had thin metal bars. I look out to see the forest. The Willow Forest.

"We can't be that close." But then I see Pitch waiting to the left of my view. Standing there looking around. What is he waiting for. Then a golden glint drifts into his hands dropped by a raven. He open it and takes a second to read it. Suddenly he walks towards me from where I can see him. Crumbling the later and throwing it in the room through the bars.

"You know how much it doesn't surprise me. You're only one spirit meant for "fun". Hallow doesn't see you worth saving." He scratches the wall from outside. Then gave a downward motion with his hand. The room shook and sunk down. His controlling the room with his shadows.

"Woah woah woah. Keep your balance Frost." I steady my self. A chain then whips around my leg forcing me to fall. I got winded from the sudden blow.  "Damn it." I wheeze.

"Take a second to reflect that letter and then I'll have someone you won't like to meet." The echo of his voice bellow in the room. I roll to my side and look toward the ball of paper. Sitting up and crawling to grab it. I open it to read a heart breaking letter.

Pitch,

There is no way I'm following this 'chore'. Take a hike and don't bother me again. As for Jack. I don't want anything to do with him. One spirit is worthless compared to the others. You can do what you wish with him. I'm not his care taker. As you thought I would love a man. You are delusional. He was a friend. If I see you again. I'll report the more powerful guardians.

From,
(M/N) Hallow

Feeling my breathing being cut into choppy exhales. My eyes begin to water. This letter is in his handwriting. A cursive but print style. This is his. The string of hope I had was severed by my final action of folding the paper in half and crying. Surprised from the tears that flowed. I held a hand over my mouth. Not wanting to give Pitch that pleasure. (M/N) is not coming. Is he. This isn't true. It can't.

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Pitch didn't come back but I did grow fearful on what he planned to do to me. I tried breaking through the bars with what magic I had. Without my staff I had no offensive power. Just a frost decorated cell.

"Are you ready to meet your new friend." His voice stayed mellow. As if I bored him for still being there. I didn't speak not wanting to say a word to him. My captor.

"Must you stay mute. I guess it won't last long though." He snapped his fingers. The shadows on his sides whipped to my clamps on my wrist and ankles. Tossing me face first to the wall. Chains soon replaced them. My skin grew tender and red from the sharp edges of the metal. My nose cracked from the impact and caused blood to run down my face. The iron taste linger on the tip of my tongue. I cringed from the burning sensation in my face.

"Take this excruciating pain with no pleasure and fall apart. I want you to see that there is no way to get out of here." A silhouette of a man appearing to my right side. Holding nothing but a long slick whip.

"You won't do this." I look to Pitch with angry but fearful eyes.

"Of course I won't but he will."he laughs and takes a seat made by dark shadows to the far left side of the room. The shadow man walks slowly out of my site.

"Shit shit shit. Don't do it. Pitch you son a BITCH!" I spat and pulled at the restrains. Thrashing around to maybe break away. No budge.

*SNAP*

That sickening noise echoed in my head. The burning sensation then grew. He hit my left leg. I clutch my jaw. Refusing to scream or cry. I only pulled harder at the chains. The cut wasn't deep but made me bleed. There was a warm thick liquid flowing down my calf.

*SNAP*

I closed my eyes waiting for the second hit. Only for it to never come. I hear it made contact. I just didn't feel it.

"Don't be scared." A low whisper spoke. My eyes shot open and there was two (S/C) hands on both sides of my face.

"Sorry it took so long Snowflake."