Eyeless jack X Reader (Part one)

You shut the curtains and turned off all the lights, hopped in the bed, adjusted your body comfortably,and prepared yourself (and your popcorn), for the horror movie.
It was storming and cloudy outside, the best time to watch a horror.

It wasn't even five minutes into the movie that you were obnoxiously eating your popcorn in anticipation. Finally, time to yourself. Your parents were out of town, it was just you and your younger brother. You watched in excitement, nothing could ruin this!
...Except that.

A teary eyed younger brother, clinching his puppy-dog doll in his arms and approaching in his baby blue onsie waddled up to you, wiping a tear from his bloodshot eyes.

You rolled your eyes, but tried to disguise your disappointment.

"What is it, Sammy?" You smiled and looked down at his terrified face.

"I don't like the storm...it's scary sissy." The thunder roared, and a flash of lightning crackled outside the guarded window. He flinched and gripped his teddy bear tighter.

"Come on up." You patted the bed and moved your things aside. Once your brother was scared, there was no turning back. Plus, what would you do if your mother and father found that you didn't comfort him when he was scared? You were fine with it, as long as he didn't prevent you from watching this movie, you had heard about it for months, and you could finally watch it.

Luckily, he fell asleep as soon as he was in bed with you. You smiled down at his small body, kissing his forehead, and covering him up. The movie was over, and you felt your eyes grown heavier...heavier...

You dreamed of nothing that night...But late into the night you felt something warm. Something fluid. It seemed to have sprayed on you in your dreams, it was thick. You couldn't open your eyes, you were still asleep. But you smelled iron.

You didn't wake up until you heard a gasp, Sammy's gasp. Your eyes shot open to see your bother, covered in blood. His stomach had been ripped open. Your Six-year-old brother.
His eyes stared blankly into yours, his breathing sporadic and labored. His petite hand clinched the sheets. He urged himself to say your name, but nothing came from his throat but blood.

"Sammy!! What happened! Oh, Sammy!" You jumped from your bed, rolling him on his back, wrapping his stomach up,and calling the police. You felt the tears roll from your eyes.

"___...I Want...M-Mommy." Sammy had tears rolling from his blood-stained cheeks.

"They'll be here soon, Sam, it's okay, you'll be okay." You shook, squeezing your brothers hand. You felt the tears pour down your cheeks. You could have prevented this, you were right beside him. "What happened, Sam?" You were choking on your words. Was there any explanation?

" He Did it...." His eyes grew heavy and began to shut. The paramedics rushed in, taking Sammy from you.

"Sammy! D-don't die on me? Who is he ??"
You watched desperately as they took him away.

A police officer approached you, offering you to take a seat. "Now do you wanna tell me just how this happened?" His voice was accusatory and his demeanor was full of arrogance and feigned knowledge. An obviously egotistical, cold-hearted man stood before you, a girl who may have just lost her younger brother.

"I have no idea." You could barely speak. The tears were streaming from your eyes, your breathing was nearly uncontrollable. "I woke up to him like that...There's no explaining. He told me that he did it? What the hell does that even mean?" You wiped your eyes again. There was nothing to be done.

He gave an annoyed smirk. "Don't bullshit me. You just lost your brother. What if he really does die? Do you have no remorse?" He slammed his fist on your end table. He acted as if he knew that it had to have been you who did this.

Another man came in. A man decorated in badges and medals. He frowned upon your officer. "Deputy Marks. Leave the girl alone. We can interrogate her at another time. She just went through enough, don't you think?" The new officer gave a stern look.

Marks, dissapointed, walked from the room. "I'll be seeing you soon." He glared at you as he walked from the room.

You held your face in your hands, sobbing. Upon wiping your eyes, you noticed a foreign object on the floor. It was coated in blood and a black ooze, but you were drawn to it. You knelt down and held it. Upon examination, you realized it was a kidney.

Your brothers, Half eaten kidney.