It Was Only A Cut In Another Universe

From Bad to Worse

Trigger Warning: Mentions of murder, kidnapping, force kissing, cannibalism and attempting to feed flesh to others.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Darkness was the first thing he saw when he opened his eyes. Yet it wasn't the usual darkness he was accustomed to. Instead of there always being a sliver of light. It was completely black. Nothing but darkness. Not to mention he wasn't on anything comfy or cold like he expected. Instead he was on something firm. Wooden. He tried to move his hands, his legs, but nothing happened. His hands and legs were bound to the chair with rope. 

Vincent began to panic as the last thing he remembered flowed through his mind. Manon's bracelet. Her crushed head in Rody's restaurant freezer. Vincent felt disgusted, and betrayed. Rody had killed her. She may have been horrible, but she did not deserve that. Then another thing came to his mind. The meat Rody was using. He would never tell him what type it was. Not to mention him experimenting with it. Rody was an experienced chef. Surely, he would already know what was best to cook it. Unless it was a type of meat nobody would use. Vincent's stomach felt increasingly sicker. The man he loved. The man who saved him. He was a psychopath. A cold metal was placed by his shoulders causing him to flinch. 

"Oh good you are up." Rody said as the knife slid across it. When it was gone, he felt Rody's hands in his hair. 

"Thankfully the bump is not that bad." Vincent felt his heart pound rapidly as Rody removed his hands from his hair. He could hear his footsteps echoing against the floor. Giving Vincent an idea of where he was in the room. Vincent knew he had to play smart if he wanted to make it out alive. 

"Why didn't you just put my back into bed and try to convince me it was all just a nightmare?" Vincent said as he heard Rody approach well. 

"I was planning to do so, but I figured a bump on the back of your head would be rather suspicious, but you left me with not a lot of choices. Sneaking into the freezer like that." Rody said as he traced Vincent's jaw. 

"You've been getting out of bed a lot lately. What was I supposed to do? Pretend like it wasn't happening? I thought you were cheating on me, but you were doing worse." Vincent said as he gave Rody a nasty glare. Or at least where he thought where Rody was. Rody clicked his tongue while cupping his face, and Vincent felt disgusted. The gesture felt romantic. No matter how attractive he was he still couldn't find himself to care for him. Not right now. He was utterly disgusted with him. 

"Dear Vincent, may I remind you what she had done?" Rody's grip on his jaw tightened as he pulled Vincent over closer. He could almost feel Rody's breath against his face. 

"She attempted to murder you. She beat you black and blue. Tortured you for two years. Stalked us to the point you felt unsafe, and suddenly I am the bad guy?" Rody shouted as he roughly let go of him. 

"I don't think it works like that." He said as Vincent growled slightly. 

"You butchered her. Tore her limbs apart one by one. Crushed her head." Vincent spat before Rody let out a laugh. A loud hearty insane laugh. 

"Oh please. It would be too much of a bother if I kidnapped her. She could still scream, and that would alert you. Besides, it would be a pity if I burnt down the restaurant to hide evidence. She was probably dead when I slit her throat, but even if she wasn't she would never know. She was fast asleep, but I had to make her know that this was revenge for doing everything to you. I did this all for you, and before you could even be thankful for what I had done." 

Vincent could hear him approach faster and he feared the worse. Rody grabbed his jaw and roughly began to kiss him. Vincent attempted to move back, but he couldn't do anything with his ties. He felt like he was going to vomit. Lips that may have eaten flesh. Drank blood dared to touch his. 

"It's okay. I forgive you." He said as he parted. When he let go, Vincent held back all gagging before he heard the sound of something being dragged against the floor. A piece of furniture right beside him. Followed by the clattery of silverware, and glass. 

"Besides we haven't even gotten to why I killed her. After all, I need a great tester." It was only then Vincent realized what Rody was doing. Why he had killed her. It wasn't just revenge. It was because Rody believed he would be able to taste again if he ate flesh. Vincent attempted to move away. Trying his best to scoot the chair as far away from Rody as he could. That was until he grabbed the back of the chair. Clicking his tongue once again as he felt Rody lean closer to him.

 "You're not getting away that easily." Rody said as Vincent closed his mouth tightly. Biting down on the inside of his cheek in an attempt to prevent anything from entering his mouth. 

"Oh come on now. I put so much effort into making it just right. Come on now. Eat up." The meat was pressed against his face yet Vincent kept looking away. All the while he was working on the knots around his hands. As soon as he did he punched Rody in the face as hard as he could. He lifted his blindfold with one hand while aiming for something he could use. 

Luckily he spotted a knife. Snatching it and slipping it off his feet. Only to immediately be jumped. Rody held his arm against his chest while attempting to hold him back again. Vincent acted quickly as he bit into Rody's arm causing a loud yelp to emerge from him. Quickly Vincent ran away. Realizing he was still in the restaurant. In Rody's office. He dashed over to the door, throwing it open and attempting to unlock the door. Only to no avail. 

"Oh come on, Vincent, why do we have to fight?" Rody asked as he emerged from the other side with a bloody nose, and some weird poker of some kind. 

"GET AWAY FROM ME!" Vincent shouted as he began to dash around the restaurant. He was rather speedy but so was Rody. A knife whizzed past right in front of him causing him to stop and move back. Next thing he knew Rody was right next to him. Before Vincent could do anything Rody stabbed the poker behind him. He let out a loud scream as he felt a pain in it. Blood dripped down his middle finger and Rody cupped his cheek. 

"Oh come on now Vincent. Just try it. I think it would be excellent for you." Rody said as he began to lean in closer. With one swift motion Vincent punished him again. All while trying to grab the steaming hot poker out of his finger. Before he could, Rody grabbed it. Bringing his hand up to his mouth. A loud crunch rang through the room followed by a horrible scream as Vincent pulled his hand away. 

Blood dripped from where his middle finger once was. Vincent looked back up at Rody as he swallowed his finger before spitting out his bone. Still with chunks of blood. Vincent's whole body was shaking as he began to scream manically. His other hand grabbed his wrist as he fell to his knees. The whole world was spinning before he fell flat onto the tile floor. Fearing he would never see the light of day again.