„UH OH!!"

CH 1 PAGE 13

Pants of air left from you thin/plump lips as your head swivelled on your pillow, trying to get away from the nightmare that's been on replay each and every night. Another grunt, another groan another soft ‘fuck’ sweat droplets rolling down your skin, eyes screwed so tightly shut before being snapped open as you gasped.

Your lips staying apart as your heart thumped so loudly in your chest that your ear drums pumped to the rhythm. “Oh, fuck..” you mumbled, sitting up on your solid mattress, your back aching from the rough sleep. Hand stretching over your naked torso to itch a spot, pulling away to look down at your hand, to make sure you were no longer in that dream that's been plaguing you for about a month now. A quick sigh of relief leaving your lips, hands snaking up over your chest, tracing any viable scars, your face blank. As if you were stuck in a trance.

Hands that travelled up over your chest onto your neck, wrapping around your throat before trailing up more onto your head, fingers dancing over your face, ignoring the deep unruly scowl on your lips, ignoring the furrowed brows, palm cupping your forehead and fingers digging into your scalp. “I can't take it…” you'd mumbled, like each and every time to yourself, the double bed meant for two, yet the second person long gone, no longer keeping the bed warm for you… for just you. Your eyes flickered up, that same hatred you had in your eyes whenever staring at something- someone that seemed otherworldly. You didn't mean beautiful, gorgeous. Filthy witches, disgusting vampires, manipulative sirens, weird swamp creatures, ghouls, ogres, half human half spider things. They all disgusted you.

Your back hand ran over the soft sheets, ignoring the hardness of the bed as your hand rubbed over the cold spot closest to the wall, where someone was supposed  to be.

Your teeth gritted once more, a grinding sound as you breathed heavily. “I need to get out of here.” A gravely mumble left your throat as you threw the sheets off of your form, pants already on as you grabbed a shirt, throwing the slightly stained material over your head, grabbing your gear to put on outside.

You were exhausted, barely able to function, but you couldn't even get a wink knowing who was supposed to be with you was long gone, no longer there to warm you during cold nights, no longer there to giggle with you about trivial things… no longer there.

“Ugh, who took a shit and died” you huffed only to turn a blank look to the man, dead as ever, ass stuck in a bucket with his pants gone… and a head missing.

You slowly raised your finger, staring at the gruesome sight, letting out a small ‘ohhh’ at the sight, you've seen far more gruesome then some guy's head missing with his Weiner out. And a bit of shit on his leg, though to be fair this one by far was the smelliest one you've ever smelt.

Your shoes clinked on the dirty cave floor, candles that slowly drizzled wax down their tall selves got smaller and smaller as the fire got lower with each inaudible crackle. Your eyes scan over in pity at any body parts or bodies in general. Maybe if you didn't take a small nap and rushed here right away then they'd still be alive? Actually, to be fair.. they look like they've been dead for days, well! Nothing you could've done.

You ignored everything surrounding you, blocking your nose, eyes tunnelling ahead, ignoring the weird paintings, most with broken canvases, others just really badly done. Your foot stepped over a severed arm as you got the main part of the cave, groaning in annoyance as you glanced around the place, cranky, tired and annoyed, never a good combination.

Coming to a stop. Your eyes flickered to what looked to be a newly killed person, strung in by a rope that seemed to loop over a small hook that was hammered into the rock of the cave top. A leg was already gone, the sticky, crimson colour dropping into a steel bucket that looked as though it's seen better days. The blood looked likes it's already gone cold yet the body wasn't as sunken in like the rest.

“well.. well…-uh.” Your smug voice faded as you realised the bloodied canvas, a portrait of you laying there all majestically. As if you were some type of god/goddess… you cringed hard, face twisting into an unpleasant expression.

The person turned around, eyes narrowed at you only to (metaphorically) go dotted as he-it spotted you “!” it gave you one of the most genuine loving expressions you've ever seen…

Your face twisted once more, as if you just sucked off a sour lemon as he called you a pet name. The paint brush that was heavily stained red dropped into another bucket of red, the person, male it seemed, stood shocked, bamboozled even, as if he didn't expect you to be home so soon. “What the fuck? Obsessive much?” Acting as though this didn't boost your ego to new levels, ‘i mean sure…’ you scoffed out loud yet continued your inner monologue. ‘its creepy and all… but I low-key fuck with it.’ you kept the grin to yourself as your hand slid down to grasp your perfect little knife that you cherished dearly, giving it a skillful swing before grasping it firmly your eyes narrowed at him, only to drift to the chipped plate, what looked to be grilled pork on his plate long since gone cold. Yet you knew better than to think it was pork. If you remember Ada’s words correctly, this guy was a cannibal…

“Do you eat the dingaling part of the human body too?” Did you seriously have to ask that too? Sure did surprise this man though, the man's face shifted from soft, loving with a. Hint of adoration to disgust.

“Well? Do you?” You asked again, more curiously.

"No!" He scoffed, sounding defensive. Who even was this guy?

SABI'S YAP FEST🗣️

did I cook guys😋 last update before I'm back on that cluster update shit😓 had another version of this chapter that I didn't like and it took me a whole month to finished, rewrite it within an hour and I'm completely happy with it, just gotta make a new version of it