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This was insane.
You knew it was insane, you knew the chances of you succeeding this was so low.
But you couldn't help yourself, yes the chance was slim but goddamn it was a chance. The chance of finally being free from B- from this psycho and finally getting the medical attention you need, the chance of reporting him to the police and locking him up forever (you would prefer if he got the death penalty but-), the chance to finally see loved ones and have your life go back to relative normalcy.
It was intoxicating.
Besides, who could blame you? Who knows when Bob would slip up and give you this again? You had to take the bait, you had to.
You winced at every step, some of the floorboards would creek under your step which made you want to shrivel up like a ball. It didn't help that you only had one leg supporting your entire weight, making you have to lean and touch the walls of this disgusting house for support.
You closed your eyes, your lids feeling heavy, and tried to ignore the phantom pain of your leg and the blood loss you were suffering from.
God, how did it come to this?
You just wanted to celebrate Halloween…
Halloween.
Yes, it was Halloween and you promised yourself that you would go out trick-or-treating. You hadn't gone out since that butcher at Grills & Boys got arrested 3 years ago, making the restaurant closed for that long. (For shame, you liked that place, but you couldn't say that the place closing didn't make you lose a few pounds…)
But you heard the place reopened! And it was Spooky Month, you decided that you could indulge yourself with sugary sweets and fatty meats just for this day. After all, that was the whole point of the holiday!! Yeah… Instead of holding yourself captive inside your house, worrying about some psycho murderer kidnapping you, you're gonna go out there and have some fun!
You scoffed at your misplaced bravery and pride, now look at yourself, you lost a leg and were scarred up and down, delirious from both the pain and the multitudes of sedatives in your system. You were also strapped down for who knows how long being fed way more than 3 big meals every day, your body was certainly not used to carrying this much weight, and it was tiring to move an inch…
“Honey Pie…~”
You froze, your heart plummeting deep into despair as you heard his voice, clearly heard his voice. You can already feel yourself start to breathe quicker as you decided to continue walking in the same direction, you didn’t want to see what was behind you, you couldn’t see what was behind you. You were desperately clinging onto the idea that as long as you didn’t see him that you could still escape, that you could still escape his gra-
You let out a pathetic whimper as you felt your body hit the floor, the fog in your brain overcoming you as Bob’s shadow loomed over you. Instinctively, you looked back at the tall man as he towered over you, the only thing you could see was his ever-wide eyes and toothy grin. As your vision blurred, the comfortable sleepy buzz set deep in your mind and you made a small bitter smile.
Bob looked down at your delirious form, his anger melting as he chuckled and quickly helped you up, essentially carrying you into the bridal position and nuzzling your face.
“Well look at you, my Lil’ Dessert, you almost made it to the living room!” Bob said with a chuckle, which made you giggle in response, instinctively cuddling into the warmth and softness of the cannibal’s body. He would have to punish you later, probably take that other leg, but right now he’d let himself enjoy the foggy sweetness that dripped out of you as he carried you back to the bedroom.
“Y’know, Honey, You almost got me worried there for a second!” He admits, and it’s true! He never thought he'd ever feel uneasy about someone leaving his bed, if anything it’d probably make him even more excited… He’s always liked the chase of the hunt~
Speaking of which, you’ve been his favorite chase by far~
He can still remember the day he first met you.
It was just a glimpse, really, just a peek out of the kitchen to see what was everyone asking for and he just happened to see you eating your meal .
God, you looked so perfect, not only were you forking down the meat that he prepared down your throat, he could just tell you savored every last bite… Like this very meal could be your last and you were wasting no time letting it get cold any longer. Plus… Not to be too forward but your figure wasn’t bad as well~ Seeing the love handles peek out of your clothes as you moved to get another bite of your meal, which made your belly bulge just a bit more as the food settled in your stomach.
Bob could already feel himself start to drool before realizing he was staying out of his workspace longer than usual and he quickly shifted his way back, but that entire day he couldn’t stop thinking about you. Thinking about how good you taste…
Days after that initial encounter he would find himself peeking out of the kitchen more, hoping to see you eating at Grills & Boys and making note of how much weight you gained that day, if you often dined alone or with friends, what time you usually frequented and what days, just anything he could gleam from your visits as he preoccupied with another target…
Y’know, after he escaped his arrest he didn’t expect to bump into you, especially on Halloween. If he was honest, he was a bit disappointed over your weight loss but that was okay, he’ll get you to the right size soon enough, besides you did have just the cutest costume on you~
Bob just adored how putty you were in his hands, how you were so easily charmed by him and let him take you out for dinner… He was expecting to do another mission but seeing you, right in front of him? He couldn’t resist~
Watching you eat food with the utmost haste, reliving your love for meat and indulging in it without a care in the world was like watching his favorite tv show, and he couldn’t help but feel a bubbling giddiness as he decided to take you ‘home’, feeling himself smile wider as he saw your eyes going until you just passed out on his arms. Making you his forever.
Bob tightened the last rope on your remaining leg to the bed frame before climbing in on himself. You were making lil mumbles and noises to yourself as he did this, and he couldn’t help but find it pathetically adorable. To have you reduced to a stupid, mumbling mess, to make you smile at him and melt into his touch as he rubs your belly is such an intoxicating feeling. He almost feels bad about eating ya… Almost.
“D’aww… Is my Honey Pie getting sleepy~?” Bob purred, which made you whine and nod your head. He nodded back and cuddled close to you, which made you nuzzle deep into his neck.
“Bobby…”
“Yes, My Sweet?”
“I… Lllove youuu….”
“…I love you too, Apple Pie of My Eye~"