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Eyeless Jack X Reader Die For You Pt 7You looked in the mirror and poked at your teeth " their getting sharper...and my eyes are turning red...." you remember reading in one of the book if a human has the right qualties and spends a certain amount of time in creepypasta, they too will become a creepypasta. you chuckled and ran downstairs " hey Silver?" Silver looked at you
" do you know where Jack is?"
" I think he is in the forest"
" thanks!" you ran out the back door into the woods, you called his name a few times with no answers. You sighed and sat down on a log, it was really hot outside.
you heard the bushes rustling and leaves crunching, someone was runing towards you! You srood up ready to run. Thats when Hoodie fell out of the bushes.
" OH MY GOD, HOODIE!" you ran over to him. He must have been running for hours he is to busy trying to catch his breath to even speak! " Hoodie what happend?"
" J-Jack....S-SCP" he passed out.
You sat beside his bed waiting impatie
Eyeless Jack x reader Die for you pt 6Hoodies POV
"He took her from me before I even had a chance with her, it wasn't fair , maybe we can share her. NO! She will be mine and mine alone. no one can have her, only me."
" yo Hoddie you ok man? you haven't come out for days"
" Y-Yeah Masky im fine!"
I lay on my bed I have barly moved since my heart broke I remember all to painingly well, the day my world got color and the day it crumbled.
* FLASH BACK~*
I walked down the hall of the mansion everything was always the same, from the stains on the carpit to everyones daily rutines. Always the same , always boring.
A flash of black, red, and white ran past me into the infirmary then race into Jacks room. Being the Curious person I am, I followed. Then I began to Hear crying.
" JACK!" then there was sobbing " you idiot boy, you knew you couldn't fight all of them on you own...." there was more sobbing I walked in and saw Jeff craidling jane. They were both covered in bandages , Jane haveing the most since s
five hour energyi suppose
last week was only an aftershock
of the earthquake you were before.
this place used to vibrate
with metal strings and melodic,
testimonies to life,
emitting coffee-scented moods
and the burn of it too.
i had memorized the
sounds of silence,
i couldn't help but relish it.
no longer had i known
the sounds of folk
and scent of mocha-
you became nothing more
than an echo of the laughter
i so desperately needed to hear again.
then the echoes got louder,
bouncing ferociously off the walls
to be made manifest
i walked into your room
expecting exactly what i found-
an unmade bed,
and an empty beer
(the one that you insisted you needed
just days ago).
i pressed my nose
into the pillow
for incense and cologne and starbucks
to penetrate my mind
and thinking fervently
i already know
what a clean sheet smells like."
how strong an aftershock can be,
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