
He craved your fear, and you knew that. But yet, you couldn't control the shaking of your limbs. Your shaky breaths came out uneven and raggedy as you clutched onto the one thing that you could right now, the wet grass beneath you. That mask that will forever haunt your memories staring down at you with maleficent intent. You're dead meat. So um, this story will be realistic. it wont be lovey dovey or anything. Jack finds a sliver of interest in a woman named Y/N and likes playing with her feelings, fear, and mind. maybe a bit of care for her but none really. THIS STORY PROBABLY WONT HAVE THAT HAPPY OF AN ENDING!! IT WILL ALSO HAVE GORE, VIOLENCE, MANIPULATION, ETC.Todos los derechos reservados
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