Delicious Scars (Bob Velseb x F Reader)

Chapter five [🩸🍖🤬]

The killer knocked on the door before coming in. It was the least he could do I guess. Not letting my guard down though, not for a second....

"Hello dinner."

He forgot to put the gag back in my mouth from last time so I was able to properly speak again.

"D-dinner?"

"Well of course, that's what you are."

I shuddered in disgust at that remark. He walked over and grabbed my chin while lifting my face upwards.

"I have someone I'd like you to meat."

Did he just make a fucking pun?

He walked out of the door and I strained my hearing to listen for anything. I could hear something being dragged across the floor, and a muffled voice. They sounded like me when I was gagged.

The killer barged into the room and tossed a huge black plastic bag in the room. Whoever was in there was squirming very viciously. They groaned in pain as they hit the ground.

He walked over to the bag and cut it open with his boning knife, revealing a very injured and definitely traumatized man. He looked to be around my age. And he was incredibly skinny.

The killer bent down and ripped the gag from the guys mouth.

Holy shit..... either the guy was already toothless or he really plucked out every tooth from his mouth. I assumed that was the case since his mouth was full of dried blood.

The guys eyes were bloodshot. The killer must have drugged him or something.

"This guy has been trapped here for quite a while. I've tried to fatten him up but unfortunately he has a high metabolism."

Oh no.....what is he gonna do to him?

"I was hoping that since you're gonna stay here for a while that you could help me with what I do, as payment for my hospitality~"

Help? Payment? Hospitality? The fuck is this guy on about?

The killer looked back at the guy and grabbed the back of his head while sitting on top of his back.

"W-wait.... What are you going to do to him?!"

"You'll see~"

Oh god.... This can go two ways. What am I about to witness?

The killer brought up his knife and with a swift motion he stabbed the poor man in the back right on the spine.

The man let out the loudest scream I've ever heard. It rattled my entire brain. I tried to cover my ears with my shoulders but it was no use.

"Look, see that? I stabbed his cervical spinal cord. He's now paralyzed."

Is he going to teach me how to cut people up or some shit?! What the fuck is wrong with him?!

"He's a serial killer dumbass." I said mentally.

"Now to skin it."

Oh god! No no no no no! I don't want to see this!

"Take notes dinner. Because if you want to survive, you will soon have to do this."

Damn it, he's right. If I really don't want to suffer the same fate as this guy, I'm going to have to follow the killers orders. Wait... why do I keep calling him "killer"? Doesn't this guy have a name? I remember them saying it on the news but I couldn't put my finger on what it was exactly. It started with a B....