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Chapter 11

{Narrator's POV}

Jack laid his elbows on the countertop and gazed curiously at the woman who walked around the kitchen with a soft smile. The sight was enough to raise suspicion in Jack. No one has ever offered to make him cookies before and he found it a bit odd that the woman he wanted so desperately to kill, would act so casual in front of him.

That's a trait he's noticed about her from all the time they've spent together. For the first couple of days she was terrified of him, but after their argument she changed the way she presented herself to him—she'd act more considerate, more genuine.

To dear ol' Jack, she reminded him of one of his kills. She acted just like the children he played so much with over the years. They'd be cautious at first, but gradually lean more toward him with a smile. Yes, now that Jack put more thought in it, it was exactly the same.

He'd find someone he wanted to kill, let them get close to him, and murder them in the end....but this time, Jack was beginning to lose interest in the last part.

He held a deep hatred towards her in the beginning, but that was probably the cause of him being too prideful. After a while, he just didn't care anymore.

"Hey Jack, they're ready!"

Jack raised his head and to his delight he saw a tray full of chocolate chip cookies. A smile spread across his face and he greedily began taking cookie after cookie until they were all gone. (Y/N) had turned around while he was doing this and the face she made when she saw that all the cookies were gone, made Jack chuckle.

"You sure have a big appetite..", she remarked as her wide eyes gawked at the empty tray in awe. Jack grinned and handed her back the tray. "Just make some more and maybe I'll forget about your meeting with that cop~", Jack remarked with a grin.

He suppressed a laugh as he watched the poor woman pout at his words. Jack didn't understand why (Y/N) was being so nice but as long as he got free sweets, it didn't matter to him. "So why were you walking in an alleyway that night?"

(Y/N)'s eyes widened as she turned to face Jack and his nonchalant expression. "Uhh... Oh, you mean that night with the little boy.." Jack nodded his head and watched as (Y/N) tensed up at the memory.

The monochrome clown almost sighed as he noticed the fear in her eyes. To Jack it was nice seeing his victims cower in fear and beg him for mercy, but with (Y/N) he found it a little annoying.

"I had gotten fired from my job."

Suddenly, Jack raised his face and stared at (Y/N) with wide eyes. "Heh... Yeah, it was bad. I was depressed about it and felt like getting some fresh air. That's when I heard the boy crying and screaming for help that I instinctively ran to see what was wrong", she said with a faint smile as she recalled the night they met.

"Nosy and reckless, no wonder the cop doesn't trust you", Jack responded to her and (Y/N) merely smiled wryly at him. She scratched her head and chuckled as Jack stared her down. "So, how long have you...uhh been doing what you do..?"

The monochrome clown began to play with a pen he found on the counter as he thought about her question. He balanced the pen on the space between his nose and upper lip as he began talking. "About 200 years now, give or take a day or two", he responded casually and failed to miss the silence that clung to the air afterwards. He turned to (Y/N) and noticed her gawking.

"Did you honestly think I was only a few years older than you? Gumdrop, you're a new born baby compared to me", Jack mockingly said and earned a sigh from (Y/N). "That long huh..?", she mumbled under her breath and began to stare down at the floor.

"Why do you do it anyway..?"

(Y/N) let her eyes gaze at the tile floor as she waited for Jack's response. The monochrome clown rose from his chair and leaned against the countertop. His back faced her's and he stared up at the white, desolate ceiling.

With a faint smile on his face, his hellish mind thought about the countless murders he's enjoyed over the years. The thought of someone else's blood on his hands always made him feel satisfied. The screams of agony and mercy danced in his ears as he stole their souls and trapped them in his realm. Jack even enjoyed the times where some of his 'pals' would tag along and join in the fun.

"Heh..", Jack chuckled at the memories of him slaughtering victim after victim with his only friends. Some he helped drown, others he helped carve out their kidneys. Really, any kind of kill could put a childish grin on this monochrome clown!

"What's so funny..?" Jack suddenly snapped out of his daze as (Y/N) spoke curiously. He stared at her for a moment before remembering what her question was from before.

"You wouldn't understand Gumdrop. You're normal... Nothing like me. I LOVE murdering those children! I have no apparent reason for it and, honestly, I don't think I do! Face it, I'm a monster with a sweet tooth~"

Jack grinned from ear to ear and watched (Y/N)'s expression as she stared at him. Her eyes were looking into his as if they held more to his answer. (Y/N) eventually let her gaze return to the floor as she took in the gravity of Jack's words.

A faint smile appeared on her face as she chuckled quietly. "You're right... I don't understand..", her words echoed through the room and left Jack with a frown. "But... That doesn't matter anymore. Wether I understand the reason why you like to kill doesn't matter honestly. This is who you are and I can't change that.."

Jack's eyes widened and he gawked at the petite woman that stood in front of him. Her beautiful eyelashes cascaded off her vibrant, (E/C) eyes as her gaze remained on the floor as if she were being timid. "One day you'll kill me... You'll rip out my insides and stuff me whole with candy. I can't hold on to this box forever, eventually you'll get bored and end this before I know it... I have to face the reality of my situation and accepting the kind of person that you are might make my death a little less scary."

(Y/N) raised her fragile head and the monochrome clown watched in shock as hot tears spilled from her eyes. His hands instinctively wrapped around her slim body and pulled her into a tight hug. Jack had no idea what on earth he was doing, but for some reason he felt like he needed to do it.

As (Y/N) sobbed into his warm chest, she returned the hug and gripped his back with her trembling hands. Jack inhaled her sweet, feminine scent and with the way he embraced her, his heart began to pound inside his chest. The odd interaction reminded him of the times when Isaac would bring women to his home.

"Maybe I can do it better..", Jack mumbled under his breath and thought about the curiosity he felt when he watched Issac kiss the women before killing them—always wondering how it felt. "Hey, look at me." (Y/N) hesitantly raised her head and stared at Jack as he grinned mischievously.

He leaned down and slammed his black, plump lips against (Y/N)'s. She suddenly tensed up and froze on the spot as Jack rhythmically moved his lips and put her in a trance-like state. His claws moved to her hips and caressed them gently as he tried to get a few moans out her.

Eventually, she gave in and returned his passionate kiss as her hands gripped his back tighter. Jack had never felt this odd sensation before and to be frank he was enjoying himself more than he could ever imagine.

In the heat of the moment, he lost control and shoved (Y/N) against the wall and gripped her thighs harder. He grunted as he tried to gain access to her wet cavern and settled on forcing it open. With a quick bite, (Y/N)'s mouth popped open and he satisfyingly ran his slithering tongue inside.

Neither one of them could tell how much time had passed, but with the way (Y/N) began pounding her hands on his back, it was clear Jack needed to let her breathe. Reluctant and annoyed to end the kiss this quick, Jack frowned and pulled away. (Y/N) gasped out loudly and coughed a little as she tried to regain her senses.

Once she realized what had happened, a deep, red blush crept onto her cheeks and she covered her face with her hands in embarrassment. Jack chuckled and walked away with a triumphant smile.

He looked at her once more over his shoulder and smiled at the adorable face (Y/N) was making.

Things finally got interesting~!

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Things got STEAMY!! Make sure to like if you want more of these kissing scenes! Gotta know if it doesn't gross you out! Lol

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