Eyeless Princess (book two)

Chapter Six

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Chapter 6

I slenderwalked to my moms house. I was very upset. Just seeing Jack made me mad. I don't need his stupid explanations. This is the first time in a long time I get to be with my mom again and I will enjoy it. Once I got back to my moms house, I sighed. My moms house was pretty much the opposite of my dads.

Not only is this home supporting a loving home, but the furniture is different. It's more stable and not cheap. I tucked myself into the couch again. I was provided with a big blanket and a soft pillow. I put the blanket over my nose and inhaled. It smelled like my mothers perfume. She must use this a lot. I truly missed my mother. It's been so long. I wonder why she has not visited me or Chad.

The thought of Chad made me sad. I really wished we were closer before he died. Tears slid down my cheeks. I never did have time to mourn. It was an aching pain. I started shaking. I slapped my hand down on my mouth, trying to keep quiet. The last thing I needed was for someone to see me crying like this. I missed seeing my brothers dirty blond hair, and his tan skin, his dirty laundry on the floor of his bedroom. I just missed him.

He was my brother. Jack killed him. The mere thought of Jack made me upset. But the more I tried to get him out of my head, he just would not leave. Something terrifying and entirely true dawned on me.

I know nothing.

I almost gasped. I know nothing! I was practically married to him. He's hardly held my hand. I don't know his favorite color. Or even how he became a creepypasta. When was the last time he told me he loved me? Was I just a hump-and-dump? If I was he'd have ditched me by now, right? I know Jack was not the touchy type, but I'm inlove with a man I know anything about. I felt like I would vomit. I felt dizzy and weak. This is so unreal.

The problem is, I can't just ask him. I'm still mad, my pride -or whatever is left- won't let me. By now, I've stopped crying. I felt alone. I wanted Jack; needed him. But I can't bring myself to do anything. The problem is, I was weak. I had no courage. I can't even support my own life. As my mother once said to me, when I was about Jackie's age, "You my dear, are as fragile as life itself." At the time, I didn't understand and I still remember it.

Captured in my own thoughts, I soon drifted off. Before I fell asleep. I saw seven mouths. Smirking at me.

The next morning, I was awoken by Spongebobs laugh. I opened one eye to see my little half brother watching cartoons. We didn't look too much alike. He had brown hair and pale skin. Like he's never been outside. I have to say, he is adorable. Reminded me of Jackie. I missed her. I wonder how she is.

(Jackie POV)

Daddy picked me up. "I W-w-want m-mommy." I said, crying.  Daddy hugged me. "Mommy is at grandmas house for a while." He cooed. "W-why?" I cried even harder. "She got a boo-boo and grandma is taking care of it." Daddy explained. "But I want her to play dolls with me." I frowned. "Get uncle Ben to do it." He suggested.

"No way in hell!" I heard uncle Ben yell from downstairs. Okay, so maybe one time I drew his eyebrows in Sharpie and made him wear a pink dress. That was like a week ago, get over it uncle Ben, gosh. "Okay, what about uncle Jeff?" Jack suggested again. "He's out with Smile." I pouted. Before he could speak again, I told him why everyone was busy.

"Uncle Toby is going to get food. Uncle Slendy is in his office. Sally doesn't want to play with me. Uncle Masky and uncle Hoodie is out hunting. Uncle Splendy is baking." I whined. "You're one tough kid." He said staring at me. "Daddy please!" I begged. "I would but I have a mission." He said setting me on the ground. "A mission? Where?" I asked looking up at him. Daddy is tall. Really tall. Not as tall as uncle Slendy though.

"Promise you'll keep this between us? No telling anyone. Not uncle Jeff, Ben, Masky, Hoodie, Splendy, Toby. Not Sally and defiantly not mommy." He bent down. I still had to look up at him. "What? Why can't I tell mommy. Mommy says secrets are bad." I frowned. Even though I am keeping a seceret of my own. Yes, I am reffering to Sally and her abuse. "Some secrets are necessary." He said, growing impatient. He would keep glancing out my window. "But daddy, we're a family." I whiled.

He stood up. "Guess I won't tell you." He began walking away. "No wait! Tell me. Please?" He stopped and closed my door. "Okay Jackie, I'm trusting you with this." He warned. He bent down again. "I won't tell, daddy, I promise!" I said.

I held out my smallest finger.

"I pinkie promise."