An Inkwell's Stain //BATDR Fanfiction\\ [Female Reader]

Chapter Seventy-One [A New Way of Life]

Your eyes feel heavy. Correction, your entire body feels heavy. Thoughts felt dull and dizzying, and your brain felt confused. Darkness surrounds you, and you couldn't tell whether you were moving or not. Were you in a body of water? Were you floating? ...Are you dead? Are you in heaven? You were thankful none of those things were reality. 

You groaned as you felt a stabbing pain in your limbs. Your arms hurt the worst, but your legs felt crushed, and your chest felt sore. Someone was pushing you, moving your body. Trying to get you awake. 'Mmph...' you grumbled, opening your eyes to see a blue-ish ceiling. Colour? 

Your eyes shot open, and you saw Bendy staring at you with overflowing relief. At your opened eyes, he hugged your body tightly, making you cough and squirm uncomfortably. A red substance poured out of your mouth as he grasped you, but he quickly let go on seeing it. Wait... blood?

You cringed in agony as you made yourself sit up to see what was happening, and you were shocked to see the ink machine staring back at you. You were back in the museum, sitting among the ritual items. All of the items were off their pedestals, and on the floor around you. Bendy looked at you with worry, and everything in your mind clicked. 

You had freed everyone, and you were back home. Bendy had somehow managed to come with you and was now in the real world. Hold on, is his bowtie red? You groaned and held your head, only to yelp in pain at moving your left arm. You look down at it and are taken aback by what you saw. The skin on your arm is the same as it was before in the studio, peeled back in a heap to reveal some torn apart muscles and exposed bones. 'Oh god...' you muster out, and Bendy only stares with more worry. Of course, he's never seen colour before.

You look down at your legs, to see that your left one was smushed and bruised, your bone inside broken. And as you breathed, you could immediately tell a few ribs were broken. Bendy looked around him in wonder. He had never seen anything like it. 'Yes... that's colour...' you sigh, looking in awe at the world around you. You were trying to forget the pain yelling at you, but it became too much to bear. 'Bendy... I need to go to the hospital.' He only stares at you, confused.

'A uh... you know what a doctor is?' Bendy's eyes flash with recognition and he nods quickly, instantly grabbing you right arm to pull you up. 'Easy now... I'm pretty fragile!' You joke, but Bendy doesn't smile. He wraps your good arm around his shoulder and uses himself to be your second leg. 'Let's go...' you whisper, and he leads you out of the museum.

Hobbling around with a creature shorter than you in the real world is kind of disorienting, and you head starts to feel light as you think about it. 'How are you here?' you ask Bendy, but he merely shrugs in response. 'Can you talk to me in my mind anymore?' He shakes his head. 'Oh god... what are people going to do when they see you? They'll...' You could think about all of the torturous things they would do, experiment, harm, try to breed, so many horrible things.

Bendy stopped and looked at you with a frustrated face. While he couldn't talk to you anymore, you knew what he was thinking. Stop fussing over me and worry about yourself right now.

'Okay...' sighing, you try to keep your pace even as you head over to the elevator. The more you thought about how weird this scene you were playing in was, the more you laughed. Bendy looked at you like you were insane. 'Sorry, I laugh when I'm hurt... tolerance thing.' You coughed up a bit more blood, and Bendy started to pick up the pace. Eventually, you got into the elevator. 

'Bendy, you'll have to let go now. I need to operate this thing.' Bendy was relectant, but slowly eased his grip off of you, but kept his arms ready in case you fell. You though to yourself before remembering what button led to the entrance way. 'Pray everyone's asleep and no one sees you...' you murmur with a laugh, but Bendy only gave an awkward smile back.

The elevator started to rumble and you felt your stomach drop at the feeling. 'Ooh...' you groaned, feeling sick. Bendy wrapped his arm around your shoulder to comfort you, and you put your right hand on you knee as you bend over. You felt like you were going to throw up, but you held your ground.

The small space jolted to a stop, and you swayed from the sudden movement. You stood there for a moment recollecting yourself, before you said, 'Okay... we need to go.' Bendy nodded and grabbed your right arm, swinging it over his shoulder again for support. With small steps, you legs started to hurt less and less the more you used it. You couldn't say the say about your arm and chest, however.

'Y/N? Thank god, I was worri-' Your mother's voice called from the entrance, and you saw her face go pale as she looked at you. 'Oh... my... Y/N!' She ran to you and stopped seeing Bendy. 'Ben... What?' She looked like see was about to faint. 'Ma! Mama, it's okay-' 

'Why is there a child dressed as Bendy holing you? What happened? Oh god-' she stuttered as she grabbed your left arm to examine it, but you winced and let out a yelp, causing her to drop it. 'He's a child, Ma, but not a child dressed as him...' Bendy slowly let go of you and raised his hand to shake hers politely. Your mother stepped back, obviously afraid. 'This isn't real...' 

You held out your arms slowly, and your mother knelt down to hug you. 'I was so worried, I was about to call the police. You were gone for two hours! What in heaven's name were you doing?' You saw that your mother's mascara was running down her cheeks. Bendy was behind you, and you could tell that your mother wasn't taking her eyes off of him. You weren't surprised.

'Mother, please... I need to go to the hospital.' She snapped out of her trance from staring at the devilish imp and looked back to you. 'Certainly, good god... what happened?' She took her right hand gently and slowly got you to move so she could take you to the hospital down the street. Bendy followed with a pip in his step, grateful that your mother wasn't going to do any harm.

'A lot, mother... a lot.'