Means of Escape (Eyeless Jack x Reader) - Chapter (1/?)
Summary: You should have never walked out of that goddamn door.
Chapter 1:
Here I am: dark, cold, and drenched. In the middle of an abandoned city with nothing other than my phone. My feet feel sore, and heavy, as though they will give out any minute. I feel faint, but there is nowhere else to go. No one I can turn to. I force myself to keep walking, pretending that I'm not aware.
I hate days like this. The situations they got me into ranged from uncomfortable to horrid. Never pleasant in the slightest, and always at a price I should not be expected to pay.
Such days always start with something small. Dishes not being done, a bill being overdue, or a look that has lingered for a moment too long. It never took much to get them riled up. It took even less for that anger to be directed at me.
Their relationship never made sense. They have hated each other for years by now, and yet they still choose to stay. The two of them being a fated pair has always seemed to be a lie. They pair as well as water and oil. A toxic combination, many would warn against. Yet they can never seem to go their separate ways.
They obsess over each other. And I seemed of no importance to either one of them.
Will they even care? My faith is nearing.
Home isn’t safe... neither are the streets but I took my chances with them. A decision I’m already beginning to regret. His footsteps are getting closer and closer. I don’t know how long I can keep trying to ignore them.
I know I am being followed.
What are the chances of a stranger going round and about this destitute town? Next to none! With all shops closed, and the streets empty, there is no need for anyone to be cruising the abandoned alleyways.
I’m sure that he is aware of my realization. After all, the crushing of the leaves is getting louder and louder and the distance between us lessens with each moment.
Everything is spinning out of control. His hot breath is almost upon my neck.
I want to – No. I need to get away. But how? There is no place to hide. No place to run to. My hands tremble as I take a quick glance at my phone.
It’s 3.45 am. 8% battery left.
“Hey!” the man growled out.
I kept walking. A little faster than I did before; pretending that I have not heard the man. Whatever he wanted from me, it was practically in his grasp. I need to run.
Like a predator GRASPING the nape of its prey, his sharp claws tugged the back of my shirt. A strong grasp pulled me back into the arms of that unknown man. What is he going to do to me?
“I don’t have any ca-“His rough grip held my jaw shut. Silencing my protests and pleas.
I tried to tear myself free, pushed and pulled and yet his hold on me felt as though it would crush my bones. A man with the strength of a bear. Smelling me like a beast.
“- I don’t get what you’re thinking,” he huffed, “all common sense seems to have gone out of the window for you to be walking around like that, here of all places”. His scolding touch made me want to bury myself under the ground. But I couldn’t do anything.
He treated me as a rag doll, moving and shuffling me around with ease. His arms engulfed me, and his being clouded all my senses. He seems to be everywhere and yet nowhere at the same time.
I want to puke. Scream, shout, cry. Yet nothing came out. His arms closed tighter and tighter around me. As if I could have even gotten out of this cage in the first place. That relentless approach of his seemed to reek of desperation. What for? I do not know.
He took a deep breath and loosened his grip on me ever so slightly. “You will be ok” the man mumbled out. Talking to himself? Or me?
It feels like an obvious lie. None of this is anywhere close to being fine, my world is spinning into madness.
Everything faded to blackness.
By the time the colours returned, it seemed to no longer be the middle of the night. The dim rays of sunshine sneaked through the window blinds. Bringing a sense of comfort and confusion. A room too clean and proper, not the type of place I would usually find myself.
How did I get here? Where am I?
A warm dry bed, with thick silk-like blankets and countless pillows. This is not where I usually wake up.
My eyes scanned across the room, taking into account the countless worn-out books, somewhat scratched-up furniture and wooden detailing. It’s old, but well taken care of. Perhaps an antique?
“You’re finally up.” The man entered the room with purpose, setting himself on the side of the bed. Too close for my comfort. His face was covered with a striking blue mask. I have heard of him on the news. The eyeless harvester is what they call him. A man with a track record and alleged connections to the black market.
“Shush” he leaned towards me. “I know that your mind must be running a thousand miles a second, but you don’t have anything to worry about. You’re very lucky that I was the one to find you.”
A strange smile appeared on his face. His eyes glanced up and down my body. An assessment? Is he sizing me up, considering what he will take- at this stage?
He continued “I’m Jack, what may I call you?”
“…Y/N” I didn't want to reply.
“It’s good to see you up. Looks like you must be feeling a bit better now.” I nodded. “Excellent” he purred out. Quickly getting up from the bed. “I left some clothes on the nightstand. The en-suite is on the right. Feel free to take a shower while I grab you a bite to eat. I will be in the kitchen.”
He departed the room as quickly as he came. Showing no care for my response.
My phone is nowhere in sight.
Within minutes my feet were down on the floor. I stumbled towards the light, ready to see what awaited me outside those thick walls. My eyes fisted upon the vast green biome. Countless rows of trees, complimented by greenery of all sorts. Bushes, flowers, and moss. All laid out meters beneath.
Looking back, I headed to the other side. I grabbed the garments and entered the bathroom. An intense stench of copper hit me as soon as I opened the door.