Inky Lover (Bendy X Reader)

Chapter 6

"2 days have passed and I still have no idea how to bargain without dying" I groan out, tapping my finger against the desk, trying to keep my head from exploding due to stress and fear.

I hear small footsteps approach me from behind. I sigh and turn around. Faced with the devil himself, Bendy.

"Hey, toots. How's my personal human doing?" he asked, staring at me with those empty, void eye's.

I grow suspicious, wondering what the sneaky demon is up to.

"Oh, I'm...I'm doing good, how about you?" I ask politely, swallowing my fear.

"Bored" he answered, sighing dramatically.

"Since I'm here though, mind telling me if you've made any progress?"

"Oh...uh, no. I'll get it tomorrow for sure. I have the perfect plan to get it" I lie, anxiety flowing through my body as he eyes me, hoping he will swallow up my lie.

"Really now? mind telling me this "perfect plan" of yours"

I gulp, trying to think of a lie.

"Ah, you don't need to know it. Can't risk you ruining my plan" I fidget with my hand, feeling as I panic on the inside more the longer he stares at me with those black, doubtful eyes.

"That's just rude, toots" he stated, tone laced with annoyance and offense.

"You better have it tomorrow, I'm starting to get impatient" he added while grabbing my pen and sheet of paper from my desk.

I watched him as he doodled on my sheet, laying stomach first on the ground.

As he added more and more doodles, I was surprised, not expecting the demon to have any artistic ability.

"Where...where did you learn how to draw?" I asked

"That's none of your business" he snapped, giving me a death glare.

I break the eye contact, terrified I'll upset him even more if I look at him.

He jumps to his feet and walks up behind me, close enough to hear his breathing clearly.

I hear something behind, a squishy, wet sound. I turn my head slowly and gasp. I look up at the now tall, menacing demon looming over me.

His deformed, face, constant smile, far too skinny body...everything about this demon sent chills through my body.

I stare, unable to speak, let alone make any sound. It bends down to my level, his face inches away from mine.

"I think you're starting to get way too comfortable around me. Did you forget I'm a ink demon that could kill you just for the fun of it? maybe I will if I don't get my book" he threatened, his hand tracing my face.

I feel his finger get sharp, still tracing my face, but slightly harder this time, almost enough to penetrate my flesh.

In a swift movement he penetrates my skin, leaving only a small cut across my cheek. I feel the small amount of blood stream down my cheek.

I stare at him, unable to control my shaky breaths and my racing heart.

He stands up straight, looking down at me with that never ending smile, the smile that haunts my thoughts.

He pauses, backing up slightly to admire his warning he put on my cheek.

"Consider that a warning, toots. If you start to get far too comfortable with me again, lets just say your next warning will have severe consequences"