He's been gone for a few hours. I've been trying to find a way to escape my restraints the entire time.
"Ok.....what if I just...?"
I twisted my wrists and turned them side to side to see if I could slide them out.
I heard keys turn it the lock. I immediately stopped what I was doing and pretended to be asleep.
Bob stepped in and came my direction. He kneeled down in front of me. I tried to keep my eyelids from moving aggressively. Luckily my eyes were already tired so doing this was easy.
Bob poked my shoulder and let out a small sigh.
"Wake up y/n. We have work to do."
I "woke up" and looked at him with confusion.
"Work? What do you mean?"
"Remember what I said? If you want to survive for the time being then you have to do a few things for me ok?"
"Oh! R-right...."
"Don't worry it's not that hard, just do what I did yesterday. You remember what I taught you right?"
"Y-yeah, I have a good memory..."
"Good. Wait here."
Because I was going to go where? For a walk?
Bob brought another plastic bag into the room and placed it on the floor. Unlike the other one, this one didn't move.
"I killed her for you already so don't worry about that."
"Oh uh thank you?"
Bob started to laugh. His cackle seemed to make the room tremble. It definitely made me shake in terror.
"Ok let's get started."
He walked over to me and kneeled down. He reached his hand towards me very quickly and I flinched.
He seemed to be shocked by this. He looked at me with concern. He stared at me for a good few minutes before I broke the silence.
"What's the matter?"
"Nothin, it's nothin."
He took the cuffs off of my hands and one of my ankles. Grabbing my shoulder he lifted me up and helped me stand of my feet. My ribs still ached a shit ton and I could barely move.
"Can you stand?"
"What do you think?"
He helped me walk forward and placed me on the ground, opening the bag as I watched with my heart racing fast.
With the bag opened completely, I saw what I was dealing with. A very beautiful women with curly hair. She looked like my mom.....
I sucked back tears as flashbacks came back to me.
"Ok. Do you remember what to do? Or do I need to explain again?"
"No no it's ok. I remember. Vividly...."
"Alright then. Ah! By the way. Here."
He went to the table and presented me with a plate full of good looking meat.
"Uhh....what is this if I may ask?"
YOU ARE READING
Delicious Scars (Bob Velseb x F Reader)
HorrorA girl who has been abused her whole life and continues to be is captured by cannibal and serial killer Bob Velseb.
