~^ Crimson Heart ^~ Bob Velseb X Reader

~^ Almighty Jaune ^~

{+ Chapter 8, Almighty Jaune (TW FOR SLIGHT GORE AND SLIGHT SUGGESTIVE STUFF :/) +}

4:00 PM

Cannibalism

Noun

When one eats the flesh of their own species.

You release from each other's grasp. You look at the man's sweet innocent face. How could he be a killer? He was so sweet looking and acting. You sat up, and turn towards your TV. You turn it on, and see the news. "The cannibal Bob Velseb has kidnapped a girl by the name (Y/N (L/N). According to past news reports, Velseb and (L/N) have met before around in the 90s. They were last seen at the police station, just after running away from Hospital ...." The news reporter says. Bob releases a loud and long growl as he switches the channel. "Aw! I was interested in the news that your wanted ass is a cannibalistic serial killer who kidnapped a girl in front of a police department!" You say, sarcastically in an obviously fake sad voice. He scoffed. "Meh meh meh!" He said in a high pitched voice, mimicking you. This childish dumbass with a beard just did that! He laughed after a second of processing what just happened. "I'm gonna have to leave to go somewhere today for a bit. If you tell ANYONE, I won't hesitate to kill you!" He said with a bright smile, as his eye twitched. "Alright alright." You say, tiredly, lifting up your hands. He stood up, and walked over to the bedroom door. He scratched his back, accidentally rubbing off his bandages. "Um.. Bob-" you try to say, but he had already ran through the door like a psychopath. "Damnit." You mumble. Your turn over onto your side, and slam your head into your pillow.

You grab your phone, and scroll through your notifications. Lila had texted you what looked like a billion times. You press onto the text, and respond. "I got away from him. I'm safe, Lila don't worry." You text Lila, lying. She immediately responds with. "OMG WHERE ARE YOU?!". Should you tell her where you are? You had an idea. You grabbed a piece of paper and wrote. "Hey I had to go outside of candy club because Lila is wondering where I am. I promise I won't tell. If you need me, just come along. Just don't get caught, please :/. -sincerely, (Y/N)". You put the note on your nightstand. You run up, and rush down to your front door. You open it, and rush outside, sprinting towards candy club. "I'm outside of Candy Club." You reply, still running towards the store. Out of breath, you lean against the wall of candy club. You see Lila run towards you. You had just taken time to notice that how much pain your leg was still in. You groan. You try to deal with it. She wraps her arms around you. "ARE YOU OKAY? WHAT HAPPENED?!" She yells, releasing you. You had just now realized Jaune was behind her. Of course. "Yeah I'm fine! He just carried me off, then I just got up and ran off." You say, shrugging. You were absolutely awful at lying. She huffs. "You just, ran away?" She repeats. You nod. "Jesus. I'm glad your okay.." she says, putting her hand on your shoulder. "Can we sit?" You say, rubbing your arms as you groan in sheer pain. "Oh yeah of course!" She says putting one of her arms under your arm to support you. It was darker outside. Kids were walking around in costumes, trick or treating. You looked over, and saw a large man in devil horns and a red sweater. He wiggled his fingers at you, as Lila helped you walk along the sidewalk. He was following the Skid and Pump kids. He was right up behind them. He probably went back to the house, and got his costume. You smirked at him. He had a cleaver in his clutch. He turned back to look at the kids. You heard "What an eerie spooky night!" In the distance from two young kids, then loud footsteps thudding. "Did you know" A voice says off in the distance. You looked behind you, and saw Bob standing over the kids with a sharp blade in one hand. Lila jerked you inside her house. "JESUS!" You say, tumbling over. "Oh my god. I'm so sorry." Lila says, helping you up. "No your okay!" You say. "What is happening." Jaune says. You and Lila both look at her. She furrows her eyebrows. "Seriously! What happened to your leg?" She asks in worried timbre. "Ya know the cannibal? Velseb?" You say, leaning your head to the left, placing your hand on your hip. She nods, raising an eyebrow, confusingly. "Well, he captured me." You say in an overly dramatic manner, waving your hands around. "Oh. My. God." She says, placing her hands over her mouth. She stares at the gash in your pants, showing the bloody bandage. She suddenly looked over somewhere else. She looked sick to her stomach. "Um. Are you okay?" You ask her, seeing her arms wrap around her torso. She flings her head in a direction by a window. For a split second you could see two large white eyes and a large white toothy smile. Your eyes widen. "Um.." you say, trying to find your words. "What do we do?..." Jaune says, running her hands down her face. Lila ran over to her kitchen. She snatched three knives, and handed one each to you and Jaune. You straighten your posture. Both Lila and Jaune were shivering. You felt oddly excited, like you were playing a game of hide and seek. Lila stood next to you. Jaune was cowering behind Lila's shoulder. Her teeth were chattering. You feel a vibration from your phone. You pick it up and see a text from an unknown number. "I'm upstairs :)" It said. It had to be Bob. You put your phone back into your pocket. "Do we just.. look around?" You ask Lila. "I guess.." she says in a shaky voice. Lila heads towards a flight of stairs that led to the infamous hiding spot. The attic. The stairs creaked underneath you. Lila was beside you, as Jaune hung onto her arm. You arrived at the attic door. You twisted the knob, and walked inside. The dusty cold atmosphere clutched your legs and arms. Your neck felt like it was being choked. A large knot felt like it had been shoved down your throat. You held the knife in your hand, gripping the handle. The three of you came to a stop. You could hear a loud creaking noise as a nearly noticeable shadow fades into view. It was a wide tall man with shaggy hair. Lila and Jaune saw it too. He had a large and wide white smile. Lila lunged forward with her knife, and stabbed the figure, but the man just faded away before it could reach him. "Where.. where'd he go.." She whimpers. You felt arms wrap around your waist. "Found ya kiddo." A husky man's voice whispered in your ear. Jaune yelped as she turned around to see Bob without his costume hugging you from behind. He was staring at the two. "Go.." You say to Lila and Jaune, shaking. "LET GO OF THEM!" Lila yelled, pointing her knife at him. "Aw. Don't you remember me, little witch?" He said, tilting his head at Lila. He looked at Jaune. He knew them when they were your age. "Stop it." Lila said, holding her head. He was manipulating her. He had the 3 of you wrapped around his fingers. He looked down at you. His hand was playing with your hair. "Let's play a game. Just like when you kids were younger, eh?" He said. He played games with them too? "WHY SHOULD WE?!" Jaune says, lowering her confidence as soon as she stepped out. Bob's height towered over her. She stepped back. "Because you never know what could happen to poor ol' (Y/N).." he said in a fake pouty voice, slowly wrapping his hands around your neck, barely even gripping it. "NO NO NO! FINE FINE!" Lila said worriedly as tears formed in her eyes. "DONT HURT THEM! PLEASE!" Lila yelped as she shakily put her hands up, dropping the knife. Bob's low; deep southern chuckle filled the room. "Good girl.." he said, releasing your neck, still wrapped around your waist. "What.. game.." Lila asks, putting her hands slowly down. "How 'bout.... Hide n' seek?" He said, tilting his head. His chin was now resting on your head. You leaned back onto his chest. "Who's counting first?" You ask, placing your hand on his arm. "I'll count first. If Lila or Jaune win, they keep ya. If I win, then I'LL be the one keeping you." He says. One of his fingers slithered across your jaw line. Lila and Jaune looked at each other with fear. "Deal." Lila and Jaune say in unison. Bob holds out his large hand. Lila hesitantly shook his hand. Her hand was so much smaller than his. Their hands collided for a second, then released from each other. Bob let go of you, but you didn't move. "I'll count to 60.. start hidinnnnnn'~." He said in a sing song voice. He closed his eyes, and began counting. You, Lila, and Jaune ran in separate directions. You ran towards a bed room. You slid underneath a bed. Lila and Jaune had gone somewhere unknown in the house. Who knows if they are calling the cops? Nobody. After a few seconds, you heard slow, but loud footsteps creak down the stairs. You were confused that Lila and Jaune just didn't take notice that he could find them first on purpose, just so he could keep you. You hid under the bed, covering your mouth to prevent loud breathing. You heard a scream off in the distance. "FOUND YOU!" A loud booming voice said off in another room. "Now.. time for you, (Y/N)..." he said, laughing. You sat in silence, but was interrupted by Bob jumping on top of the bed you were under, making you yelp. You quickly cover your mouth again, panicking. The bed creaked as you felt weight go over behind you. You shut your eyes, tightly, curling up into a ball. Something crawled up next to you. It tackled you from behind, and held you. You opened your eyes, and saw Bob's arms wrapped around your stomach. "Found you.." Bob whispered in a calm tone. You held his arm. "You get to keep me, hm?" You ask. "Mmhmm." He hums, confirming. "Nice." You say, bending your head downward into his arm. One of his legs was overlapped over your legs, making him press up against you. You just wanted to stay in that position forever. He was so soft to the touch. You missed him, so bad. You turned around to face him. You put your forehead onto his shoulder. This man was the worst, but best thing that has entered your life. Worst, being that he literally traumatized you when you were 9. You rested your hand on his chest. His chest shook for a second as he laughed. You could hear footsteps of two people walk into the room. "(Y/N)?" You heard a voice say. It sounded like Jaune's. You rest your hand on Bob's cheek before sliding out from under the bed. "Hey.." you say to the two women. "Is he.." Lila begun to say, but stopped as Bob slid up behind your back. He tilted his head as he looked them in the eyes. "Remember the rules? (Y/N) won, didn't they?" Bob snickers. "Please just let them go.. Take me instead!" Jaune said in confidence, stepping up, puffing out her chest. Lila crossed her arms, raising an eyebrow. The almighty Jaune has come to save they day. "That's not the deal." Bob said, slowly placing his hand on your shoulder. His fingers curled into your shoulder, slightly piercing it. Your blank facial expression stared Lila in the eyes. Bob flung you up into his arms where your legs hung over his arm and your arms wrapped around his neck. Bob began to walk out. "I'LL CALL THE COPS!" Lila yelled. She didn't bother stabbing him, because if he got shot multiple times in his chest and stomach, than he could probably survive a stab wound. But she probably wouldn't have survived even if she stabbed him, because he would have done something to her that's far worse. He didn't stop. Lila punched his back, making him come to a halt. "You bitch." He grumbled under his breath as he continued walking out. A police car drove in front of the house. Lila and Jaune looked at the car. Lila had a happy look on her face, realizing that the police could get Bob. As soon as they looked back at Bob, he had disappeared. He had run over to the attic, silent as a mouse, and even faster than he was in the 90s. You hung onto him like a bear trap out of fear of plummeting onto the ground. He jumped out a window, sliding on the roof, then running to your house. Once he was out of sight from anyone and he had slowed down, you begin to talk. "You scratched your bandages off earlier today." You state. "Nice." He says, looking tired. "Nice? I need to patch them up again." You say to him, laughing. "Alright." He says, blandly. "Are you okay?" You ask. He looks at you. "I'm fine." He says, confusingly. "Mkay.." you say, trailing off. You slammed your head back into his shoulder. "How the hell did you run from the house to Candy Club?" He asks. "I don't even know." You say, muffled in his sweater. "Are you hurt? Do you need me to help it?" He asks, dragging his pointer finger along your leg with his sharp fingers. Chills flew down your back. "It hurts like hell." You say, exhausted. "Im sorry, (Y/N)." He says. "It's okay, you don't have to be sorry." You sigh. "I was the one who did it." He says. "Yeah? You don't need to be sorry though your fine." You say, gripping his sweater with your hand. You didn't have to worry about falling because his grip on you was so strong. "Yeah it's looks pretty gnarly. Don't go running around town again." He says looking at the wound which looked irritated. It needed to heal. You were practically falling asleep in his arms, you were so weirdly exhausted. You were just a low energy person, and plus, some shit has happened today. "How did you do that thing in the attic? You just like faded away." You say, burying your tired head into his sweater. He shrugs. "I dunno. You have to just time it right, and fade out of sight." He says. "That was one of the most confusing answers I think I've heard." You reply. He chuckled. "Your just tired as hell." He said, jokingly. You were in fact, tired as hell. You were worried about the cops. "What.. about the cops." You ask between a yawn. "Dont worry about that. I'll take care of them if they come near us." He says, looking at your tired face. Your eyes were shut, but you continued to talk. "Hey umm.. what did my.. parents look like when.. they were in the "state I couldn't see"?" You ask, nervously. "Body bags." He replied. "You were right, I didn't need to see that. I was just a curious kid." You confirm. "Your fine.". He walks over to your broken door, barely even hanging on, and walks inside. He waltzed upstairs, and busted down your bedroom door. "Quit breakin' my doors." You mumble. He sat you down on your bed. "My sleep schedule is gonna be jacked." You laugh to yourself. He returned the laugh. He walked over to your broken door, and was about to walk out. "Hey Bob?". He turns around, and tilts his head. "Hm?". "Can you stay in here?" You ask. "Mmhmm." He agrees, laying next to you. You immediately snatch him into an embrace. He laughed in a quiet and low tone. You ran your fingers down his shoulder. Your eyes shut. The cold temperature makes it were you kind of needed him to be close to you. His arms warmed you as he tightly held you close to his chest. He pecks you on your forehead. He grabbed a blanket, and layed it over you. You were slightly shivering. Your body relaxed. The shivering stopped. Your thoughts melted away as your consciousness faded to darkness.