Enjoy this book that is filled with possible grammar and spelling mistakes and some cringe. And grab some bibles, crosses, holy water and Jesus just in case. ;)
Read the story already cause I'm bad at descriptions aaaaaaand I ain't gonna spoil some...
A/N: Chapter 4 is here! Enjoyyy -------------------------------------
.--(Y/N)'s Point of View--.
After fixing the ink machine, it started working. Bendy stood up from a chair he's been sitting on and grabbed my hand and leaded me to where Boris had died. "Now that you fixed the ink machine, you're gonna have to revive Boris.". He said on the way. "How the hell am I going to revive Boris?!", I sort of yelled. He didn't answered my question as we arrived. I walked in holding a tool box in hand and placed down next to Boris. I examined the opened rib cage and touched it. The heart seems to be missing. I felt a tug on my shirt and looked down and saw Bendy holding a glass jar. Inside the jar was a black beating heart, the ink inside is probably Boris's blood. "That's his heart?", I took the jar from Bendy and took a good look at it. "Well duh, what do you think it is?", Bendy rolled his eyes and tsked. He sat down besides me, waiting for me to begin the 'surgery' for Boris. I nodded and began doing my work. Opening the jar, I grabbed the still beating black heart. It feels squishy. I wanted to squish it but Bendy is watching every move I make. I grabbed a sewing needle and thread and carefully stitched the heart back in between Boris's'lungs'. I took a step back, the sewing looks a bit crude but I know it's gonna be fine. I pushed the rib cage back into its place but it wouldn't budge? I pushed it again, it barely moved. "Bendy? A little help here?", I wheezed as I kept pushing the rib cage. Bendy didn't came over to help. I looked at him and saw him looking at me for this whole time. Ink began dripping from his mouth, I'm assuming it was his drool. I waved my hand in front of Bendy several times until he snapped back into reality. "Helloooo? Can you help me with Boris?", I watched as Bendy's face turned a medium gray tint color. He slowly got up and went to Boris. He patted the rib cage and nodded. I went to the same rib cage as Bendy and pushed. We pushed a little too hard and a piece of the rib cage broke. "Shit!", I mumble as I grabbed the rib cage piece. Bendy looks at the rib cage with wide eyes. It looks like he was about to cry. I shuffled stuff some stuff away in the tool box and found a glue gun. I glued the piece of rib cage back into it's original spot. Some of ink dripped from the rib cage, but it's going to be fine. I motioned Bendy to stop crying and help push Boris's rib cage back in. Bendy nodded and came over. We pushed carefully and the rib cage is now in its place. We did the same thing with the other rib cage and it was perfect. Bendy was oddly sweating from all the "hard" work we had done. He sat down besides me and wiped the sweat from his forehead. I grabbed the needle and thread from the tool box and stitched the Boris up carefully. I made a knot at the end of the thread when I finished sewing. I then glued the stitches and added scotch tape over it. Bendy was watching me doing all the work. I looked at him and his eyes looked half closed, but he's not tired. The gray tint blush on his face began to cover his face almost entirely. He tapped his foot repeatedly until he saw a figure behind me. His mouth turned into a huge grin and his eyes began to water. "BORIS!", he squealed as he jumped on his half-dead alive friend. I looked at Boris, his face was turning blue from Bendy's tight hug. I was surprised that Boris was alive. I wondered if the broken piece of the rib cage still hurt. Forget that, Bendy and I are glad that he's alive. I decided to join the hug but I just did an air hug. Boris's face was still blue from Bendy's hug, so I broke them apart. "Okay okay, that's enough." I said breaking them apart. I turned to face Bendy, "Now can I have phone back?", I took my hand out, waiting for Bendy to place my phone on my hand. Bendy's looked at me, his face blushed gray again. His hand began to shake and took out my phone from his back and placed in slowly on my hand. I thanked him and putted my phone back into my pocket. I left the room and headed towards the exit. I looked back and see Bendy looking at me. He gave me a shy smile while trying to hide the fact that he's still blushing. Boris poked his head out and waved me goodbye. His smile was kind, some ink dripped across his face. I saluted and walked towards the exit. I opened the exit door and looked back once more. Bendy and Boris were no longer there. I went outside and closed the door behind me. I inhaled the fresh air and exhaled. I went to my car and it was surprised still there. I opened the car with my car keys and went inside. I started the engine and putted my seatbelt on. I sat there looking out the from window. I took my phone out and saw that there were 24 notifications from (douchebag's/bitch's name). I scrolled up to see his/her messages.:
April 23, 2017 New message at 4:29 a.m. ---------------------------------
(DB's/B's name): hey! Where r u? I'm worried!!! (DB's/B's name): omg (DB's/B's name): answer me! (DB's/B's name): im at my friend's house (DB's/B's name):
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(DB's/B's name): ill be home soon (DB's/B's name): r u ignoring my texts?????????? (DB's/B's): please answer me babe (DB's/B's): .... --------------------------------------
I didn't bother to read the recent messages he/sent to me. The image (douchebag's/bitch's name) is the only thing that caught my attention. Why the hell is he/she putting his/her arm around that stranger? I think he's/she's (douchebag's/bitch's name)'s friend. I turned off my phone and putted it back back in my pocket and started driving back to my house.
.--Bendy's Point of View--.
As I watched (Y/N) driving away, Boris snickered. "Awww, does Bendy have a cruuuuush on (Y/N)?", Boris teased. I growled at him, trying to hide my blush. Boris kept teasing me, "(Y/N) and Bendy sitting in a tre—", I putted my hand over Boris's mouth. "B-Boris, stop it! I'm not gay for/I don't like (Y/N)!", I uncovered his mouth. Boris gave me a mischievous grin. "Oooor are yoooou?", he snickered again. My face began to heat up, I just want to slap Boris, but I can't. "Hey Boris, you wanna play some games like we used to play?", I said twiddling with my fingers. Boris smiled and fist pumped the air. "Sure!".
----------------------------------------- A/N: I was working on this during midnight and I forgot to publish it. Anyways, forget about that. I hope I'll see you guys in chapter 5. Bye!
