A Mysterious Meating 🍖 🫀(bob velseb x reader)

chapter seven: life line

You were truly at the will of bob, did he know that to his truth, yeah was he still gonna be a decent human about it? No, he was an insane chubby 6'9 man, he would be anything other than normal human about it, as you slept your stalker, left your house, of course with his signature note behind in his place, you awoke groggy, starving, and overall in alot of pain, you stomach hurt and spasmed you went to look over at the paper you saw beside you it read "I'm out fetching some h'obbies  darli'n, Don't y'e dare Call anyone! I will know I will find you if you run, theres no escape, -with care your bob" you somehow read it in a terrible southern accent hah he thought you could even call anyone  you had forgotten to pay your phone bills, really all your bills at this point but how could you even you couldn't even leave, you haven't gone to work in atleast three days sense bob took  time in your home it was sad but you had gotten  used to it by now, now you had to deal with the pain and the hunger, it hurt so bad to walk you stood up to only fall back into what you thought was your couch but it was, er a person?  It was something that looked human like, you stood up grounding yourself and you walked to the kitchen trying to avoid the debilitating  pain  you popped three improfan pills  one over the recommended dose for these things but you didn't care it felt like someone was gutting you, maybe bob did? Maybe he ate it, maybe this was all nothing at all. . ? . ? Maybe, before you could finish your thoughts you saw the soup sitting on the stove, you had no clue if it was bobs or he had made it for your or not but what's the worse that could happen he cuts your head off? That would not be amazing but atleast you wouldn't suffer with this terrible pain, you scoop a bowl full of the thick soup grab a spoon and dig in to your suprise it tastes just like the soup your mother would make you when you felt sad or upset, or even just uncomfortable it was your safe soup the thing that made you feel like everything wasn't a train wreck, you loved the feeling the taste just everything was  safe,  it then clicked, how or who got the soup?, It was a secret recipe not even yourself knew,  your mind raced with thoughts and gross images of  cut up humans, it couldn't be true- he wouldn't have killed your mother, even if she wasn't perfect you still loved here, what did he do-?, "What the.." you muttered even though no one was home you felt like you had to say something, you truly were shook on what to do or anything, you finished up eating cleaned your bowl through the nagging pain and went into your small yet cozy bedroom, you sat on your thrown together bedframe, you were pretty shook it could hold your weight at all, on how bad you put together the Ikea furniture, you looked up into your mirror, seeing your phone perched behind you, as such you grab a hold of it looking through your messages, seeing one from two  days ago  from streber, you had totally forgotten he was supposed to come over today and you both were supposed to hang out, even after the things that had happened streber was a good guy you had met him in highschool a few years back, his message read  "hey, you still free to hang out tomorrow cuddle bud?, Dont tell me your leaving cus I'm a little limbless" streber always used his numb as an excuse for something it was part of both your humors,  you went to respond but quickly heard your door being opened with a prominent squeak out of fear you threw your phone, not sure if you cracked it or not you got up and looked for who had entered your space, you turned to see it was

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