Love is Written in Ink (Bendy x Reader)

Ch.8: Weird Threats:

---(y/n)'s POV---

It's been like over two months since Bendy's and our last incident. And holy crap I was shocked on how normal it went back to...

My two cousins have came over while I'm at work or school to keep Bendy company. Thank god, cause I was really worried about him while doing something not at home, so them being there relaxed me somewhat.

But recently, everything went weird all over again! We've been getting these weird postcards in the mail with the same address as that studio in New York I met Bendy at. I didn't believe them at first and just tore them up and throw them away, but they kept coming. I was worried but not because of these weird empty threats, I get those a lot cause of one side of my family; it's that I'm worried that who ever this is will call the cops and take Bendy away. I didn't want him to end up in a zoo or the circus. I did not want that, and I deffently knew Bendy doesn't want that either.

My other aunt, (c/n)1's mom, is a cop and I could call her, but I can't trust her, no one in my family can. I don't even want to think of what she did to my grandpa. That bitch doesn't even deserve her badge anymore because of what she did.

Anyway...

Our last postcard threat came yesterday, they seem to come every other day. This was way to weird to me. I kept all the postcards, just in case, and they all vary to threats to someone who wants to catch up on old times.

But all of them ended with, "You better bring him back. J.D."

I knew that they wanted Bendy back at that crappy hell hole of a studio. "Like that's going to happen, asshole." I thought, adding the latest postcard to the file.

Bendy was away with one of my two cousins he met, and my family actually talks to, at a library down the road at a park. It was nice that Bendy was having fun and making good memories for once. He needs better memories.

I wasn't going to show Bendy the postcards, I knew he'd know who was sending them and freak out. I was not going to rain on his growing happiness because of some asshat who wanted him back at that hell. Fuck no, I was never ever gonna let that happen. If they wanted Bendy back that bad, they'd have to kill me and take him back! I was ready! I had a pickaxe and a small chainsaw to use just in case! I was prepared!

I nearly hit (c/n)2 when he came to get bendy today for example when he came into my house through the back door like I told him to. Ok, I have to admit I have deffently became more paranoid because of these post cards...

I'm so sorry (c/n)2!