WARNING: this fanfic contains nicotine use, cannibalism/gore, cussing, gay stuff(obvi), and regular relationship things.
-insert name- = Pov change
'thoughts' = character thoughts
"words" = Dialogue
(Info) = translation/adding info
[Phone] = someone speaking to a character on the phone
If there is nothing around the text then it's a character's action or a character's past action or monologue.-Rody's Pov-
I wake up in the freezer room, a pounding headache in my skull.. 'What happened..?' I'm tied up by rope on the floor, I immediately remember what happened.. 'Vincent killed Manon and turned her into food-..' I struggle with the ropes then remember that I have matches in my back pocket, I grab them and burn the ropes with them, I look around desperately. 'Well there's the fan but I don't have anything to get up there and turn it off-' I get an idea, my ideas usually turned out to not work, or were stupid, or got me in trouble, but not this time! (Hopefully) I grab bags of flour, putting them at the bottom of the shelf, and wanting to throw up when I grab the hanging meat, using the table saw to cut it to the bone, I grab the animal bone, I get on top of the flour bags and use the bone to turn the freezer fan off. 'Ha! Success!' I ponder my next action and then 'Aha!' I break the freezer door window, sticking my arm through, searching door the door handle, turning it and opening the door.
I walk out into the kitchen, I notice something. 'A dead plate... Must be a grilled hanger steak-' I hear a door open, it's Vincent. In a trembling voice I choke out "h- Hey, maybe we can talk about this-" he lunges at me "st- stay away-" he has me pinned against the wall, his right arm holding my right wrist I try to struggling but then I feel a sharp pain on the left side of my head, he backs away. "ha- aAH- aAAAAAAHHHHHH-" I raise my hand up to my ear it's- it's GONE. With teary eyes I say "i- I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT TO SAY TO YOU, WHAT REASON WOULD YOU HAVE FOR ANY OF THIS-?? Is.. Is everything you cook-?" Vincent calmly says "No, that's disgusting. I would never serve anything like that in my kitchen." "But then- then why did you kill her?? WHAT DID SHE DO TO YOU??" "Well I wasn't planning to eat it." I'm confused "-what?" He says "it was meant for you, Rody, but you just had to go ahead and waste it." I can't respond or do anything as I start to pass out from blood loss.
-Rody's Pov-
I wake up in Vincent's bed!? I realize that that wasn't a dream, my hand goes up to my left ear, my ear's not there but it's bandaged "Why would he-?" My thoughts are interrupted my a pounding in my head "shit..." I get up, I walk to the door and touch the door handle and jiggle it, it's locked. "Oh fuck me!" I mutter under my breath, I hear footsteps down the hallway...
Heyyy! This is Callum, the Author, sorry this was short I just wanted to put mostly the canon events in the first chapter, soooo...
Anywho! Thanks for reading, I'll probably make the next chapter in the next few hours or tomorrow, bye friends!
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Love is Dead
FanfictionRody Lamoree works at Vincent Charbonneau's bistro, La gueule de saturne as a waiter. He discovers the unholy things Vincent has done, creating a rift in Rody's life. What'll happen? this is vincent×rody