Chains: Eyeless Jack X Reader

Chapter 37

            What DID he do last night?

            Ignoring it for the moment, he left, just relieved he hadn't hurt her. Returning to the living room, he gave a happy sigh as he sunk into the couch, though he quickly cringed as he felt a renewed round of pain in his head. "Come on..." he grumbled, pressing a hand to his head, and leaned back with a sigh.

            For a while he just sat there, waiting for the headache to subside. At some point he dozed off, and when he awoke he glanced at the clock to see an hour had passed. His nap had cleared his mind a bit, making the pain much weaker, and after a while he got up. Rolling his neck around and stretching to get rid of any cricks, he turned and headed for the operating room. Time to check on [Name] again...

 {Reader's POV}

            I sat hunched on the table as usual when I heard the door open. Shifting my head ever so slightly, I saw the familiar outline of Jack's form as he closed the door, looking at me and sighing. "[Name]... You need to eat..."

            "Not hungry," I muttered, burying my face in my arms.

            "It's been two days and you haven't eaten one bite..." I didn't respond, and he sighed again. My mind wandered back to last night, how he'd been so upset. His words bounced around my mind: "Please don't keep closing me out... Please... Don't hate me..." Slowly I shifted my head a bit, just enough to peek at him. His back was to me, bent over the shattered remains of the bottle with a dustpan. I watched him silently, deep in thought.

           "...What did you do to me...?" He abruptly tensed, slowly turning his head to look at me.

            "...What...?"

            "When I was in my room... And you jabbed me with that needle... When you brought me here... What did you do to me...?" He didn't respond right away, so I continued, my voice soft and wavering. "You took something from me... I know you did... What was it?" As I spoke it felt like my voice was ready to crack, just asking made me feel like crying, but I needed to know, everything he did to me, what happened in this dark and bloody room.

            After what seemed like eons he finally spoke, his voice soft. "[Name]... Before I tell you, I need you to promise me... not to panic or freak out..." I didn't respond, just stared at him in silence, and after a moment he gave a small sigh. "Please..."

            "I'm not making any promises," I said, my voice hollow. "Just tell me." He looked at me for a moment before sighing.

            "...Your appendix... I removed your appendix."

            I'd been expecting him to say something like that, but the news still hit me like a brick. My stomach lurched a bit as I stared at him in shock, his words sinking in slowly. My mind flashed back to the night I'd locked him in my room, and I felt tears prick my eyes as I recalled one of his threats—appendectomy. Clenching my hands into fists, I gritted my teeth and bit back a sob.