Devil's Swing • Book 1 •

• Chapter 9 • Competition •

*Bendy's P.o.v*

A wooden plank fell to the floor, following right after (Y/n)'s body. A pair of manicured hands held on to the door with a tight grip. The person who was responsible for (Y/n) stood behind it, not saying a word.

I jolted up to my feet, my fists ready to throw a couple punches.

When I thought I was ready, I was completely wrong. A girl around (Y/n)'s size popped out from the other side, a wide smile on her face.

"That was a close one!" She exclaimed. Her cheeky voice split my hearing. I stared at her, struck by confusion. Her smile shrunk a little, her eyes losing a bit of its gleam, "Bendy? Sweetie, I saved you!" She stretched her hand towards me, "Now come before she wakes up!" She tapped her foot impatiently.

The girl had dark streaks of hair running down to her back, her bangs neatly clipped to the side of her face. The clip was a tiny grey bowtie. Her skin was perfect. There were no blemishes in sight; it looked just as soft as a baby. Her skin was peachy, but just in the middle. She wore a slight shade of pink on her cheeks. Her brown eyes were gleaming with passion, her eyelashes quite long. Body was decorated with a Grey and black dress, a pink bowtie wrapped around her stomach. I also couldn't help but notice how big her.. chest.. was. She was sure exposing a lot of it. The dress didn't cover much of her legs either.

I looked down at her feet, but..

She had no shoes.

"Bendy, honey, let's go!" She urged, "I'm done waiting for y-"

"Who are you." I asked with a firm voice. Her smile disappeared, then reappeared.

"Oh, I love it when you joke around." She giggled. Her eyes stuck onto me, her hand dangerously close to the plank. Moved my eyes from the girl to (Y/n).

"Who are you, lady?" I demanded an answer. She huffed in frustration.

"Stop playing, Bendy. Don't you remember?" Her eyes were threatening all by themselves. I avoided any and all contact with them.

"Remember what?"

She finally took her eyes off of me. She scanned the room until she reached (Y/n). The girl's face scrunched up in disgust. She didn't look away from my only (Y/n). She began to worry me.

"Our anniversary is today! I had to stop this creature from making you cheat! You belong to me, silly," her delicate hands reached behind her body as her eyes gazed up at me, "I can't believe you were cheating on me, honey.." Her voice was just as innocent as the heavens, but the words that it sang were as crazy as hell. She didn't make sense at all.

"Cheating? I wasn't cheating, I was... wait, why am I saying this! We're not married, we're not together, I don't even know you!" I boomed at her.

Fear was plastered all over her face. Her eyes welled up until they were a mirror of tears.

"If that's how it's gonna be," her voice was raspy and almost inaudible.

Her hand swung out almost as quickly as anyone would blink, carrying a shiny blade with it. I took a quick step forward, but she halted me. Her hand was reaching out to me as the blade hovered above (Y/n).

(Y/n)'s eyes twitched to the heavy breathing coming from the two of us. Her hand positioned itself to pick herself up, her eyes slowly opening.

"Bendy.." she mumbled as her other hand positioned itself.

The girl denied her efforts, raising her legs above her head. She sent it flying down on (Y/n)'s head, making her topple over. The girl's foot rested on her chest, (Y/n) groaning. The knife was steadied closer to (Y/n).

"You son of a bitch, you," she clenched her teeth together between her sentences, "You're the reason he doesn't remember!"

The girl lunged the knife down, aiming straight for (Y/n)'s throat.

Everything seemed to slow down in that one moment.