S.O.S. |Jack X Reader|

Chapter One

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Rated M for Mature
~This story may contain content not suitable for all ages. Viewer discretionary is adviced
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All I wanted was to live a normal life.

"Happy Birthday honey! We love you so much!"

I wanted to be a normal adult.

"Don't stay out too late, Y/n. There is some crazy shit out there."

My first day on my own..

"W-Who are you? Wh-What are you-?!"

And my happiness is taken from me.

"Don't cry, little girl. Daddy's here now."

I have nothing.
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Except him..
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Your P.O.V.

My hands and feet were tied. I had been thrown into the back of a vehicle with a bunch of rope and other hardware items that were jumbled around underneath me, making the ride unbelievably painful.

How did I even end up like this?

Oh. Right. I went out shopping and this guy grabbed me.

I didn't get a good look at him and screaming wouldn't help me at all at that point. So I was stuck, no ideas left in my head that would benefit me. Fuck.....

I tried to sit up, but as soon as I did, the car came to a heaving hault, sending me flying across the back of the car, slamming into the side. I hiss in pain and shut my eyes. I could hear someone talking, their voice deep and monotonous that sent shivers down my back.

The doors opened, the light shining in, blinding me until a figure blocked out the light. I looked up at the man, dark brown hair and eyes, a fresh shave and a smirk that only said trouble. He had to be Asian. Maybe Korean? Or... something like that.. I needed every detail I could so that I could give a detailed description to the police when I escape.

Yes. I will escape. This asshole doesn't know what he's gotten himself into.

"Hello again my precious little girl. Come to daddy." His words were not shooting, but instead they were soaked with anger and venom. I shook my head at him, trying my hardest to scoot away from him.

"Fuck you!" I spat, only to regret it as a fistful of my hair was pulled towards him as he chuckled, "That's not how you should speak to me. Or else, you'll sorely regret it."

I was about to say something regretdul, when I was pulled out of the car. We were in the middle of fucking no where. No cars, no roads, no nothing in sight. It was a desert. Cacti were planted around the area. Then as I was turned around, I saw a building. It looked like a prison.

I bit back my urge to scream and probably get beat for doing so even though no one would be able to hear me.

The man untied the rope around my legs and dragged me through the set of steel doors, men were sitting around playing cards. Okay, more specifically, two men. They both had short brown hair; one with glasses and was slightly.. bigger than the other who was skinny and had some facial hair.

"Bob! Wade! Back to work!" The man yelled, but the two guys rolled their eyes at him. "Don't get your panties in a twist, Mark. We were just playing some go fish." The skinny one said.

"You'll be sleeping with the fishes if you don't shut the fuck up."

"What ever your highness." The other one said, chuckling as he looked to his friend, "Got any six of diamonds?"

"Wha-?! You're cheating!"

"Cheating?! How do you cheat at go fish?!"

"You looked at my cards when I went and checked on the guy downstairs!"

"Pssh. Cheat? Suck my dick."

Mark who still had a grip on my hair groaned and continued to drag me down the hallway, which seemed to get darker as we walked through. I couldn't see any windows, but there were plenty of doors which only made everything confusing. I looked around as we continued our way, when we started to see cells. Most were empty, until we reached the last one.

I shrieked and stumbled, causing him to stop and look into a cell.

A slightly rotting corpse of a woman was hanging from the ceiling by her neck in a noose. The cell was a mess and so was she. She was rotting enough for bones to be visible, but her long blondish hair made it obvious it was a girl.

"She didn't make it."

"W-What the fuck did you do to her?" I asked, even though I didn't want to know.

He jerked me forward and we went down a long flight of stairs, going so far down, I never thought the stairs would end. My stomach was being twisted at the thought of that poor girl who must've not been able to handle whatever shit went on in this crazy place. Who else suffered and ended up like her?

"You will like your new home little lady. You can meet your new brother." He said as we finally arrived at the bottom of the stairs. There were two cells in the large and dark room. One had a girl who was asleep and dirty on a small bed in the smaller cell. She was blonde and wore jean shorts and a tank top, both dirty and ripped up.

The other had someone in it, but I couldn't see who. Mark opened the larger cell and threw me in, a brief groan escaping me as I hit the ground. He shut the cell door and cleared his throat, "Meet your new sister, Jack. I'm sure you'll get along fine."

There was no answer. Mark simply rolled his eyes and turned, leaving up the stairs. The cell was lit but barely. I could see the woman in the other cell, laying on the bed asleep. I turned to look for whoever else was in the cell.. Jack?

Then I spotted him. A man cowering in the corner, his face covered by his brown hair and his arm which was draped over his folded knees.

"Welcome to the... family."

New story! I get to talk to you all again! Yeeessss. Hi guys! I hope you like it! This is hopefully gonna be one of the shorter chapters in this book, but I hope you likey ^-^