Sweet As Candy (Bob Velseb x Reader)

Chapter one

IM FINNA GO STRAIGHT INTO THIS BC BOB 😩😩

~~Your POV~~

"Alright, thanks Kevin!"

You wrapped your large candy bag and walked towards the exit/entrance door of the Candy Club.

"See ya, [[NAME]]!"

Kevin was a pretty nice guy. In fact, most of your town was pretty nice. Other than Skid and Pump. Those two brought a rather large amount of trouble whereever they seemed to go. But, hey, at least they were sweet. As you almost walked out of the door, you heard Kevin tell you to be safe. "Yeah yeah, alright mom!" You joked and looked towards a newspaper box. Grabbing one, your eyes darted to  the headline. "The Devil is back!" 

'What do they mean by the Devil? Wait a fee-fi-fo-fum I smell the bones of an English man's mother fucking minute, is that the cannibal murderer guy? Was his name Bob?' Your thought was confirmed as it read that Bob Velseb had escaped prison yet again. More dead bodies were expected this year. You shivered at the thought of dead mangled bodies. Although it was an awkward though to begin with.

Walking towards your home, something felt a little off. There were footsteps behind you, but every time you turned around, nothing was there. You had done this enough times to where you were sprinting. But, the footsteps and heavy breathing followed. Finally getting to your house, you slammed the door shut and threw the bag of candy onto the table. After locking the door, you looked out of the window to see someone across the street. 

They wore a red turtleneck sweater. His face was red and he had small devil horns. But, his smile caught you off guard. Physically, it was from ear to ear. He seemed to be looking right at you. Straight into your soul. You shuddered and shut the blinds. You ran towards your phone, dialing your friends number. "Hey, [[NAME]]! How's it going?" "LILA I NEED YOUR HELP. SOME RED MAN WHO'S BUILT LIKE SANTA CLAUS IS OUTSIDE MY HOUSE. HE IS DRESSED LIKE A DEVIL AND IM FUCKING SCARED SHITLESS."

"Hold on, [[NAME]], calm down please. It might be a kid. It is Halloween after all."

"Yeah, yeah, youre ri-"

"Did you know...that the human liver is the most nutritious part of the human body?" *An unexpected husky and deep southern accent spoke behind you.  (Play the video up top)

You screamed and turned around, dropping the phone. "HEY, [[NAME]]! YOU OKAY!?"

There he stood. Devil horns and all. He was scraping a knife on a knife sharpener, creating a horrid sound.  "Please, what do you want from me?" You backed up a little, but sadly, bumped into the edge of a table. Bob looked over at you as he drooled insatiably. You patted your hand around the table to find something to get him away, but you only grabbed your bag of candy.

"Oh, darlin', I don't wanna hurt ya. But, I do wonder-" He leaned into your face. He got a little too close, actually. You could feel his hot and rancid hit breath in your face.

"What would your flesh taste like?"

Such a question made you jump. He noticed this and laughed heartily. "[[NAME]]! DONT WORRY! I CALLED THE POLICE!" Bob frowned at this and sighed disappointingly. "Well, sweetheart, it was nice to see you an' all, but I'm afraid I must leave. But, if you do end up reportin' this to the police.... I'll be forced to rip your throat out and eat it while you're still alive." His southern accent ringed in your ears as he spoke out that haunting threat.

You nodded quickly, and with that, he left. There was no evidence that he was there. A subtle knock sounded at the door. You tripped getting to it, but you opened the door.

"Mx [[LAST NAME]], Ms. Lila has called the police. She told us someone had broken into your home. We're here to investigate, okay?" You nodded at let them conduct their police work. They had asked you a few questions, in which you had to lie. Your life was important. You weren't losing it today.

"Alright, we're going back to the station. Stay safe, alright?" You nodded and waved to them as they left. You were tired as hell, but someone had decided to call your phone. You walked over to the desk phone and picked it up, placing the recieer my your ear and the speaker by your mouth. "What?" "Thank you, for keepin' this secret between us, hun." Your breath hitched. Guess who it was. Good old Bob. 

"Y-yeah. No problem." And just like that, he hung up. 

You wanted to cry right then and there. Grabbing the bag of candy, you walked towards your room and flopped onto your bed. You are some candy and watched some TubeYou. But, your mind always moved to Bob. Why had he spared you? How different were you? And how did he know you? Your thoughts swirled around your head as you began to feel drowsier and drowsier with every video that played.

Before you slept, you heard your front door creak open and slam shut.

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Sorry this chapter is short, but I'm really tired, so I hope you enjoyed and please have a good day/night!

(EDIT 1: MARCH 3, 2024. I heavily and sincerely apologize. It had taken me way too long to start editing these. I fixed up the grammar, added some details, etc. etc.)