Something just something was inside your house, you knew it as you walked in, your couch was slightly shifted, not enough for anyone to notice other than you, as such you backed out of your house not knowing bob was right behind you as you fell into him, as he wasn't expecting you to back up he stumbled backwards catching himself but you on the other hand you fell flat on your butt, it didn't hurt terribly but still there was pain none the less "you okay? Why didn't you go in Darlin?" Bob asked somehow sounding more southern than before, "there's someone in my house-..." You said practically paralyzed with fear that someone would be in your house "hm? How everything looks m'same" bob said ghocking
(Tilting) his head in confusion "I swear- my couch was not that way when we left-.. bob I'm not crazy there in someone in my house.." your face told no lie pure terror of who or what was in your home, bob stuck out his hand noteing that you look scared out of your mind when you didn't grab his hand and it was already darkening by the second, he picked you up, you shut your eyes tightly not wanting to imagine what
(Gore warning)
Fleshy grotesque blood ridden creatures would enter your home with seven falling off eyes hanging on by some miracle of ocular nerve, even as you pictured it you gagged
As bob walked into your house setting you down in a closet "I'll come get you when it's safe Darlin" bob said smiling a soft sweet smile "but what if you get hurt?.." you said actually really freaking worried about the big guy as to what he gave you a head pat and shut the closet, there was hardly any room in your closet it was tight and full of your few pairs of shoes but how much you wanted to leave, you would rather die than this, it felt as if the walls were closing in on you, as if you were to drown in it as if it was falling on you could swear it was true the place felt smaller and smaller as your breathing hurried more and more.
Bob pov:
I left them in a closet I hoped it would be sufficient, but now it was my time to enjoy some fun, the blood would have to be felt with but I'm sure my food bank Darlin could wait a little, I mean it would either be them or the intruder and I think the intruder may taste better, with a little sugar
As bob walked through the small house cleaver in hand looking through every door window room everyplace untill it came to your bedroom, he walked in opening the door checking the closet and at last under your bed he lifted it with such ease to see a quite starved man thin and boney with dark eyes that looked into voids, flesh looked to fall off the body, large patches of red gore, bob wasn't phased but this wouldn't make a good meal one bit, he would have to go murder later or put up with the steak you had left, he slit the thin man's throat quick and precise like a surgeon, as the main wailed to no prevail as his vocal chords had been severed he bled out, bob choice to just toss the body out the window and say he chased the person out, it was an easy thing to hide, but now to return to you
You were practically hyperventilating in the closet you couldn't take it anymore but you couldn't leave either as you said in the ever getting smaller space the door opened and it was bob, he helped pull you out from the actually getting smaller space, turns out a shelf collapse and was pushing the boxes of your 500lb weights down onto your body, not very smart to keep your weights in there but you were sure the shelf would hold untill now, as you took deep breaths wiping sweat and or tears from your eyes and forehead bob put you on your couch and say beside you "I chased the person out Darlin, you were right, but are you alright? You look like a sinner at church" (if you know the reference your litterly awesome)
Bob said looking concerned about how hard you were trying to breath but also somehow failing, you crawled over to Bob and just plopped your head on his chest pushing him down with alot of strength you didn't even know you had at all within you bob was a little shocked but didn't object to anything mean he was totally gonna kill you Tomorrow, even if that's just what he told himself, as you layed your breathing calmed, you weren't going to fall asleep were you?, Bob pulled you in somehow closer, even if this man was a little bit well not mentally there, he was a great cook and a great warm place, you both weren't even in any sort of relationship other than close friends but you would practically cuddle almost every night except for when bob had night shifts, he always had those Fridays so you normally had some time to yourself until bob came home and fell asleep in the bed, at this point it wasn't your bed it was yours both at this point, even if
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