'A Bite to Remember' Bob Velseb x Reader

VII: "The past always haunts"

Bobs perspective:
Watching them shiver in fear had gotten Bob all riled up all night, their trembling body would look so beautiful against his knife. They were such an adorable little lamb that was ready to be slaughtered, and he definitely has waited so long for this moment to happen. The way their body laid sprawled on the ground all exposed to show their meaty parts just got his mouth watering in excitement. The air stood still as Bob stood above you, he watched every little movement you produced in your frighten state, Bob decided it wasn't wise to finish his meal here in risk of the police finding him. Bob already risked enough when he tried to kill Lila back at her home and eating Strebers arm for anyone to come and see, he usually wasn't this daring when it comes to his crimes. He gripped the back of your costume and started to drag you deeper into the forest just Fantasying about how your meal would taste when he gets a bite off your thigh. Maybe if he was careful he could save the rest of you for later~ he wanted you to be apart of him, and consuming you was the best way he could fulfill his desires for you. He did feel a pain of guilt for leaving you so long ago without a word, Bob was so conflicted when it came to you. He was so hungry when you were around, so many chances for him to just end your miserable life to just give you a better place within him, but hi whenever he got to stare into your eyes something made him hesitate from jumping into the process. Something about them just made Bob feel so different. The way they tuck their hair behind their ear when they get all flustered, their laugh left echoes in his mind, the way this lips felt against his made his heart swoon like a dumb teenager in love- was he in Love? He never really had close people In life quite like Y/N, he'd have conversations but it never lasted long with the amount of time he ate them, but with Y/N there was depth in their talks that made him feel listened. He couldn't let his feelings get the best of him; he wanted to taste you. After finally getting you further into his destination he flung you against the tree- he didn't mean to throw you that hard but it was the best thing to do to get you from running away too quickly. He loved giving you chase, to him it was a fun little game of tag, and he loves playing with his victims. He started to draw his knife ready to impact with his mind screaming with happiness that this long game of cat and mouse had been finally over. WHACK- He suddenly stumbled a bit after you threw what appeared to be.. a cookie at him. I guess he had time to eat some sweets before chomping down on the rest of you, he bent down and grabbed the cookie from the ground to start munching to get his sweet tooth satisfied. His whole body stopped, he looked at your bag that was filled with other cookies stuffed inside, take the rest of the bag he started to eat more of them. He had forgotten about your bakery, your dream. "Sorry for almost burning your house down, Darlin~" Bob laughed as you smeared some cookie dough on your cheek, and while you were upset he did try to start a fire you couldn't stay mad at him. You let him lick the rest of the dough off - Bob really enjoyed that as much as you did. You were both happy, why stop such a warming moment like that? He stopped his feasting to finally speak, "I missed how good these cookies were, Y/N" it had been a while since he's said something with meaning, no human facts, but actual genuine words.
"B-bob?" Those words haunted him as they came raspy from your mouth.
He had you, but now he didn't know what to do.
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Y/Ns perspective:
You couldn't believe that the man in front of you who's intent to murder you was the person you liked so long ago. You laid there with swirling emotions that flooded your body like a storm, rage, confusion, fear, all of the strongest feelings one person could feel all bottled up in you. The tears already welling in your eyes were about to burst with the slightly thought that could possibly cross your mind. You laid there in defeat already knowing you'd die, now, you laid there overwhelmed with the sudden hit of reality that you feared would happen. You refused when people told you Bob had to do something with those murders and now you feel like a fool for believing all the lies your brain has told you. Your eyebrows sunk as you mindlessly stared at Bob in front of you, he seemed so worried that you weren't saying anything, when he tried to move his hand you flinched. "Y/N I'm so sorry you had find out this way" Bob finally mustered out, your hands balled into a fist as your last straw finally snapped. "What way did you want me to find out? When you are stabbing me until my meat's tenderized for your liking? There is no good way I could of found this out, Bob." You spat out your angry onto to him. You wanted him to know how badly you were angry at him- no, not just anger, but pure rage. He left you with no chance of getting an explanation leaving you in the dust alone to build your life back up, probably lied to you about liking you, and was- well, a murder who might of killed your friend. You had every right to feel all these emotions and you wanted to have your voice be heard. "You- you can't expect me to feel any better about knowing that I finally get to see you again. When I pictured that moment I wasn't thinking like this." You were fed up with all that has happened recently and it just got to you, rant upon rant just spewed from your mouth as your emotions poured out like ink. "I can't even believe the fact I could of trusted you with all my life- you just wanted to kill me from the start." Bobs eyes widened at that last few words. Finishing with all those words made you weaken, you lay your head on the bark behind you and gave up with life. You let yourself get too close and now you've lost it all over again. "If you are going to kill me just get it over with." Your eyes had been looking down in shame, you couldn't believe your give up so fast like that, but then again, it hadn't been your first time. A warm hand made its way to your face, that same feeling you felt when you first shook his hand lingered again on your skin, your eyes darted to him to question what he was doing. It was Bob, no silly weird Devil mask on, but the Bob you knew so many years ago - well, he was still wearing those devil horns. "I have urges that are far different from any others. I might have a taste for blood but.. I wouldn't ever do anything to harm you. Sometimes the feeling just overpowers me- like, that dude from that dumb vampire story." His smile grew as his thumb rubbed gently on your cheek, you felt flattered but still hesitant about the whole situation. It was weird how suddenly he has changed his entire mood and you want to get away as possibly before he changes his mind. Your attention fell upon something poking out from his pocket, "what's in the pocket?" You tried to calm yourself down before you had a panic attack. It was still a intense moment and you'd figured anything to distract him would help better your case of escaping; there was still hope left. He pulls his hand away and grabs what seemed to be a picture from his pocket, he handed it to you.. it was- it was a picture of the two of you.

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"You... you kept this?" You remember giving him that picture when you both hung out at the park together to go for a hike- it was such a distant memory. "I never wanted to lose the thought of you. I look at it every day to remind me of those simpler times we had together." His face had started to somber with guilt. He really did feel awful leaving you without telling the truth, and this really wasn't the way he wanted you to find out. "I missed you Bob.. but I can't be with you again if you're,," he stopped you with his hands resting on both cheeks now, "I'll do anything to stop it- I just,, it's hard trying to control this feeling in me. Would you.. help?" He looked at you with a serious look. You really just wanted to get home, and who knows what would happen if you said no, so after your hesitation...
"Yes. I'll help you Bob"
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Happy early thanksgiving to all who celebrate! I'm honestly really thankful for all my fans who enjoy reading my story and love the artwork alongside with it! You guys are my motivation to keep this story going <3 thank you! I will be not posting tomorrow due to it being a holiday but I'll be back on my regular posting schedule on Friday! I love you guys! Have a safe holidays
.... I will be doing art commissions soon - so if you rather have your oc be drawn with Bob or with any other characters let me know ^w^