Blood and Ink (Bendy x abused! Reader

Nightmares

(A/N): There is cursing in this chapter! You have been warned!

After about ten minutes of nervous silence, Boris and Alice took their leave, allowing you to get more rest. As you fell asleep, your mind showed you something you never wanted to see.

You were on the ground in a fedal position. Tears started to flow down your face as two people stood above you. Your mom and dad. You peeked up at them. They had scowls on their faces and a menacing aura around their bodies. Your mother bent down, grabbing at your hair and yanking you up to face her.

"You thought you could leave us, didn't you? Listen here, you piece of shit. You can never escape. You will never be free. It won't be long until we find you," your mom hissed. She threw you onto the ground, your head hitting the wall nearby. You reached behind your head and pulled your hand back, blood evident on your fingers.

You decided that you had enough. You slowly stood up, and formed a fighting stance. You parents simply smirked at your feeble attempt at self-defense. They came closer, and you hit. Your father effortlessly grabbed your fist, squeezing it so hard, you heard your fingers break. You yelled out in pain as you held your injured hand. Your mother took this opportunity and kneed you in the stomach, making you drop to the ground. She decided to finish you off, positioning her four inch heel over your head. Before she could stomp your skull in, you yelled out," Please! Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop! Someone, please help me!!!"

You were awoken before you could be killed. Boris was shaking you, trying to wake you up."Y/N! It's okay... it's going to be alright..." He said as you immediately hugged him and started crying into his shoulder.

"Please... don't let them kill me.... don't let them hurt me...." You choked out. You were terrified. That nightmare made you realize that you were never safe and you would never be safe.

Boris kept on hugging you, rubbing your back in circles to calm you down. After your breathing became normal, Boris let go."Would you like something to eat, Y/N?" He asked. You nodded yes, and Boris helped you up.

He lead you to a large room with a bunch of chairs in it. There were some instruments​ there too. A banjo, bass, piano, violin, and a drum. An area was sectioned off for voice recording. There was also an upper level with a projector pointing towards a large screen on the back wall. On two of the chairs were cans who's labels read 'Bacon Soup.'

Boris grabbed the two cans and sat down in one of the chairs. You sat down facing him as he opened one can. Before he could open the second one, someone walked through the doorway.

"Hey, Boris, why are you making bacon soup? It's still early. Oh! Who may you be?" The mysterious voice said.

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A/N: Hope you guys like this chapter! It is by far, the longest one I have written! I also have a schedule made up for when I will update. My update days are on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday!