Pairing : Yandere! Eyeless Jack X Reader

Genre : Yandere. Dats it, that's the only genre

Summary : Always watching, no eyes.

Wordcount: 0.5k

WARNINGS : creepiness, reader's a brat.

[A/N: This ones for @/vinnie on Quotev, I know it's prolly less than expected, but my brain's empty, sorry.]

His sight follows her as he watches her walk trough the night. 

He's not happy that she's taken the job at the bar, which is open until the early hours of the morning.

Maybe he should tell her.

After all, she can't know what she's doing wrong if she's not being told off, right?

After a moment, he decides to contact an old friend of his. 

-

" Took you a while to get what I want." Jack smirks, lifting his mask slightly, his canines showing in the moonlight, a warning for the taller male.

Ben scoffs.

" Here's the chick's number. What do you want with her anyway? She's a nobody. Poor, useless-" His words are cut off as he's slammed into the wall behind him,  a claw on his neck.

" Don't speak a word against her, elf boy." Jack hisses, a black substance seeping out trough his razor sharp teeth.

The male under his hold smirks, before the chuckles turn into full turned cackling.

" You're in love with her! Hahaha! I didn't know a monster like you could even feel." Ben laughs like a maniac, wiping tear.

Jack huffs before sliding his claws off of Ben, leaving behind the tiniest rep stripes.

" That's rich coming from a monster no better than me. Now scram, I have better things to do." Jack tells the other.

Ben stops laughing, blood red eyes now focusing on empty sockets.

" She'll never love you." The blonde spits at him before walking away.

₴ⱨɇ đøɇ₴₦'₮ ₦ɇɇđ ₮ø. Ł'ⱡⱡ ⱡøvɇ ⱨɇɽ ɇ₦øʉ₲ⱨ ₣øɽ ₮ⱨɇ ฿ø₮ⱨ ø₣ ʉ₴.

-

Unknown: You shouldn't be out at this hour.

You furrow your brows when the text pops up on your screen.

You: And who the fuck are you to tell me this?

You huff, did your hookup of yesterday really think that he could control you. You can't even remember his name.

Unknown: You'll find out soon enough love.

You scoff at the reply, and insert your key in your front door, already done with your hookup's act.

You: Fuck off.

₩ɽø₦₲ ₥øvɇ.

That night, you fall asleep with the feeling of being watched.

-

When you wake up again, you're in a room you don't recognize, and you're literally chained to one of the bed's legs, a heavy metal chain thing on you ankle.

When you look at one of the corners of the room, you scream.

There's a black dressed figure staring at you, munching on a red object and with empty black sockets.

[ A/N: I'm sorry it's so short. Also, The boyfriend scenario book will either tak3 a while or simply not come. I still can't handle that we're romanticizing killers.]