The girl that couldn't smile (Male Bendy × Abused Female Reader)

Chapter 3: Finding the real Boris

Your POV:
Bendy was hugging me with his face in my chest while crying ink now in his original cartoon form which was adorable. How come I can tell how an actual corpse looks like? Well.... that's due to the "incident" That happened years ago between mother and father that I do t really like like talking about.
Bendy continues to cry as I just hug him sitting on the floor cris-crossed having my chin between his horns as I rub his back to calm him down. Damn, Boris must have been an amazing friend for him to be like this. In a way I feel jealous of Boris due to someone never crying for me like this, soon as we find Boris I'll ask him why he never went up to Bendy and say 'hey I'm alive' or at least something so bendy could have someone to talk to.

The only question is, how come Bendy couldn't tell the difference between a fake and real corpse of Boris? I get how the corpse may seem real and all to a toon, but.... after sometime you get over the corpse part, and because of how open the chest is, personally I'd want to figure out why the someone wanted to kill my friend, so.... why didn't bendy? I understand the best friend part of how it would be disrespectful to touch their dead body and all but......

Something isn't right here..... And I need to find out what it is. I'll wait until Bendy calms down then ask him a few questions.

Bendy's POV:

Boris isn't dead! I was so happy that I melted and cried. But if that isn't my Boris.... What is it? Some sick joke Joey played before I took his soul so I would torture myself? And how can (Y/N) tell between a real and fake corpse of a cartoon character or should I say even at all? I mean LOOK AT IT! It's so real and it has every detail of Boris from the clothes to the shaping of his figure! Calm down bendy, calm down.....calm down...... calm.....down.....

Having (Y/n) comfort me is..... it gives me a very wired, I would like to say 'feeling' is what they call it. Ever so slightly she hugs me tighter with my face buried in chest area above her breasts so my face wouldn't be in her boobs. I can tell just by this girls actions that she has emotion, but can't express it. Even as a demon such as my self, I feel bad for her, and what is this 'incident' she speaks of ? Has someone treated her worse than Joey Drew did me?

But...She feels so warm and soft.....and smells like... like.... Well, just a very comforting smell like a home that's welcoming with a warm atmosphere. Very weird description of her smell, but then again she is a very weird human. At least I've stopped crying ink to where it's just a matter of sniffling. That's when we separated the hug and she stood up holding my hand like a caring mother. HOLY FUCK! HER HANDS ARE SO FUCKING SMALL! My hand as a cartoon character is big as a normal human hand on a small child like body, but.... SHE HAS FUCKING BABY HANDS! That's is when she interrupted my thoughts with questions she wanted to say.

Your POV:

So he finally stopped crying. I got up from the floor and grabbed his hand that completely engulfed mine. We started to walk away from the fake dead Boris room and I was looking for the real Boris hoping Bendy was doing the same. Guess I can ask him my question now that he is calmed down.

"Bendy? How come you didn't know that was a fake corpse? And why didn't you try at least to figure out who did that sick joke to you and what they wanted?" I asked him those questions crossing my arms together while continuing to walk.

He responded "Well how can you tell the difference between a fake and real corpse (Y/n)? Also, I already knew who did that 'sick joke' you speak of and killed him already." He responds sounding with a 'matter of factly' attitude.

"Well..... I know the difference between a fake and real corpse due to Halloween decorations" I lied telling him that.
" But....You've killed someone before..... because of that?" I asked now thinking of the "incident" that happened years back that I still suffer from. I stopped walking and let go of Bendy's hand and began to shake squeezing my hands with my nails digging in my palms from how tightly almost drawing blood.

He looked at me puzzled and said "Uhh.... yes?" With a questioning look in his eyes with a little worried look cause of the dark aura now gathering around me.
That's when we heard another voice in the room.

"Bendy? Bendy Is that you? Whose your little friend? Wait.... (Y/n) ? What are you doing here?"

That's when you snapped out of it and looked at the wolf. "Duhfuq?" Is what you said tilting your head to the side. You scared Boris for a moment since I have no expression.

"Boris!" Bendy then ran and hug attacked him.
"Wah?!" They both yelled as they fell to the ground.
"Boris! Where have you been these past years?!" Bendy exclaimed still hugging Boris.
"That's what I'd like to know as well." I said looking and sounding dead serious crossing my arms, giving Boris the evil eye.
"And how do you come out of no where all of a sudden after we just seen your dead fake corpse?Coincidence? I think not?!" I said very bluntly with a glare that could kill.
"Well... actually I came to go get some bacon soup for Henry since we ran out today, so actually it is coincidence" Boris said rubbing the back of his head shyly. That's when bendy got up.
"But I thought I killed him since Sammy offered him as a sacrifice to me?" Bendy said questionably.

"Woah woah woah! Do you mean Henry Stein?" I asked with my glare softening.
Boris got up from off the ground "Yup that's  Henry! And he survived the fall from that trap door by the exit and climbed back up the stairs before the ink reached him. If you want I can take you to him?" Boris offered.

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Hey guys! Chapter 3 is finished! The next story is when you meet Henry with my back story for him. Share with y'all soon!