Heyyyy ! May I request a drabble of the time when Jack escapes from Lawrence and Alicia gets him 👀
AGH I am so so sorry it took me sooo long to get to this! XD I just realised how I have barely written in Jack’s perspective so here is some Jack content. I’m sorry this is short, I just didn't want it to drag onnnnn :D bUuuuuuuuut here it is!!!
So just to put it out there, Jack is called Dylan in this because his previous owner, Lawrence called him that :P =￣ω￣=
CW: mention of past wounds / not a lot whumpy tbhh / semi-broke whumpee / scared boi :D
Dylan ran. He ran for his life, feeling his heart thumping so hard, as if it was about to rip out from his chest. He pumped his arms and legs, his breathing uneven. There were no shouts from behind him, and no gunshots or threats. Was he free?
All he had to do was remove the tracking chip from his arm and he was free. God! If he had known that a while back, he would've been free ages ago.
He had no clue where he was going, he didn't even know where he was. Lawrence’s house was in the middle of nowhere, but that didn't stop Dylan from continuing his sprint, picking up the pace slightly.
He couldn't get caught, no, not yet. Not after everything he had risked. He would be dead if he got caught. A shiver sent down his back at the thoughts of what Lawrence would do to him. No, keep running! He panted and heaved, he hadn't ran so much for years, his body already ached. He slowed his pace slightly.
He soon slowed down to a fast walk once he was sure that Lawrence wasn't chasing him. He looked at the sky, it was a dark blue. Some birds flew high over the tree. It was beautiful. He missed the outside. It had been so long since he felt the fresh air blow against his face. Since he heard the leaves brush softly against each other.
The trees soon came to an end and there was a highway. He hadn't expected it. He let out a cry as a car suddenly appeared in front of him, speeding by. This car was soon followed by another, and another. The car beeped loud and Dylan fell to the pavement, hitting his head against the low stone wall.
He couldn't breathe, he quickly curled up in a ball, tucking his head in between his knees. He couldn't breathe. A hand pressed against his head, making let out even more of a cry. Lawrence, Lawrence found him! No! He was going to kill him!!!!
He jumped as he heard a woman’s voice, his head snapped up to meet eyes with hers. She looked quite young, maybe mid-twenties, not too much older as Dylan himself. She smiled, “Oh honey, look at you, what happened, baby?”
Dylan sniffled and sobbed, “I- I- I’m not ready!!!” The woman chuckled when she saw his brand as his shirt was lifted slightly, “Oh honey, it's okay, shh, ahh. Do you want to come home with me? Look at all these wounds that haven't been taken care of properly! Oh you poor bunny, cmon, let's get you up!”
Dylan found himself letting the woman pick him up. “I’m Alicia,” She smiled. “D-Dylan.” Alicia’s face scrunched up, making Dylan flinch, she wasn't impressed with him. “Hmm, no, we’ll change that. It doesn't suit you.” Dylan hung his head, “Y-yes ma’am.”
Alicia turned to him and booped him on the nose, “Hey, don't be so glum! It’s not your fault! Now, let’s bring you home, get you cleaned up and bring you to a friend of mine!” Dylan’s heart lightened, she wanted to show him off! He smiled and nodded quickly. Alicia smiled back, “You're going to look gorgeous! Now, I’ll need to tie your wrists just to be sure, okay?”
Dylan nodded quickly. “Good! Now, my car is only five minutes away, can you walk?” Dylan looked at the cars which zoomed by him rapidly, the noises were so loud, but he nodded. Alicia chuckled and ruffled his hair again, “Good!” She lifted him up and placed an arm around his waist and started walking.
Dylan had to limp, his legs felt like jelly from all of the running. The walk was agonizing, Alicia was subconsciously digging her fingers into his bruised ribs, or was that on purpose… His brain was too foggy to think, he just wanted to lie down! But soon his prayers were answered when they eventually reached Alicia’s car.
Alicia opened the passenger seat and gently put Dylan inside. “Arms,” Alicia ordered. Dylan didn't hesitate in putting his arms forward, wrists together. Alicia got out duct tape from the glove compartment and wrapped layers over Dylan’s wrists, securing them. Dylan didn't even bother testing if he could escape from them. The dark red colour of his hands told him so.
He wouldn't run away anyway. Alicia seemed really nice, and safe. Much much better than Lawrence. She got into the driver's seat and sighed, “Alrighty, let's go home!” The car drove steadily along the road. Dylan gazed out of the window, studying the great outside world. There was life! People who actually lived their own lives! They were free… -no, I belong here, owned by someone. I'm grateful to have someone who wants to take me in.
His mind stopped running eventually and he fell fast asleep. Alicia looked over to him and chuckled, she was going to have fun with him.
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Jason was being paranoid, or at least, that’s what he kept telling himself. It was late at night and he had that undeniable feeling he was being followed, but was almost too scared to turn around and confirm this. He knew he shouldn’t worry, he was close to home, he’d be safe in no time.
Rather than take the long way he thought he’d cut through a secluded alleyway, he’d have to climb the chain link fence at the end, but once he was over he could sprint across the street directly to his house. He was halfway through the alley, the feeling was getting worse, he was so close though he started to take off running- only to be roughly grabbed by the hood of his jacket. He was yanked backwards, an arm locked around his throat, choking him. He tried to scream, cry for help, but a rag was stuffed into his mouth, cutting off any noise he could make. He struggled as best he could, his attacker released his hold around his neck only to grab his arms, a well placed kick to the back of his knee forced him to the ground.
He tried twisting around to face his attacker, he had no idea who would do this to him, but whoever it was grabbed his hair and forced his head down, shoving his face in the dirt before pulling his arms behind his back. His wrists were bound tightly with rough rope, and the man got off of him, only to slam his foot down on the center of his back, leaning all his weight on it to keep Jason down. Jason listened as the man made a phone call, though he couldn’t hear the person on the other end.
“Yeah, I caught him, hurry up. “ He said, pausing to let the other person speak. Jason didn’t recognize his voice, further confusing him. “The stupid fuck thought he could run, it’s not a problem now. Just get over here.” He said sternly before hanging up. Only minutes later Jason could hear a car pull up at the end of the alleyway, and the man finally stepped off him, pulling him up by the arms and dragging him towards it. As he was pulled away, Jason could see his house, he was so close and now he had no idea when, or if he’d ever go home again.
The man banged on the trunk and the driver popped it open, and as he was grabbed and lifted up he started struggling again, kicking, trying to do anything to avoid being taken, but the man had a better hold on him, and easily shoved him in the trunk. Before it was closed Jason finally got a good look at him, a few years older than him, dark hair and steely grey eyes. He’d never met this man before in his life, so he had no idea why he seemed to know him.
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