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I ran after Bendy, determined to find him and apologize for what I said. I kept sprinting through the halls, ignoring the fact that I could get lost. I eventually heard some maniacal laughs, and decided Bendy was the one who was the host of them.

Shuddering, I followed the noises, eventually coming to a hallway flooded with ink. I winced and made my way through it, moving much slower than I had before. I eventually reached the end of the hallway, my shoes sticky with the black goop. I had even more trouble walking through the clean hallway ahead of me, my shoes wanted to stick. I eventually found a small area, with a big splotch of ink in the corner.

Just as I turned to leave the area, something grabbed my arm and held me in place. Terrified, I looked back.

A figure that looked similar to Bendy was standing behind me, grinning creepily. Ink was covering their eyes, and their horns looked a lot sharper. They were taller than me, and their bow tie was placed lower on their body.

Sneering, the creature dug his fingers deeper into my skin, and despite the gloves, they hurt.

"Ow! Bendy...?" I hissed.

The figure answered to me by turning me around completely, pinning me against the wall, putting both his hands on either side of me. So apparently this was Bendy!

"Bendy, I'm sorry for what I said! I did not mean to wish that you were not even created, I was just mad--"

"Ssh," The devil put a hand over my mouth. "You've been a bad girl. And bad girls need to learn their lessons..."

"Please, don't!" I screamed as he removed his hand, cackling loudly. 

Bendy bent and pulled my blouse sleeve down. "Nobody can hear you," he curled his lip to reveal sharp fangs, then he dug them into my skin.

"Bendy, please, stop-!" I begged as he drew blood. 

"No," Bendy gasped as he licked up all my fluid. "You need to know that you're mine! Mine and only mine!"

"What! I didn't even do anything with somebody else! What are you--" 

"Your blood," Bendy pulled away to reveal bloodstained teeth. "It's delicious..." he licked the spot he bit into, making me shudder. "It's MINE."

"No!" I hissed, trying to push him away. Bendy just pinned me to the wall as he drank to his pleasure. Finally he stopped, just when I was starting to turn pale.

"Go," he growled angrily.

"What?" I was confused.

"I'll call you back when I need you," Bendy turned from me, coy smile transformed into a frown.

"That's IT!?" I was getting mad. "You take my blood and tell me to go away!? Is that all I'm good for!?"

Bendy turned his face towards mine. He said the one dreaded word that made me go insane.

"Yes."

I grit my teeth and slapped him so hard across the face that he knocked off most of his ink. Bendy stood there, frozen, before growling. He tried lashing out to me, but I dodged and kicked his stomach. I ended up kicking the bow back to the normal spot, and when I kicked the demon, the excess ink from his face flew off.

I panted and balled my hands into fists, watching coldly as the demon shrunk to his normal size. I raised an eyebrow as the devil burst into tears.

I relaxed and bent to Bendy's level, putting a hand on his shoulder. Blood was trickling down my shoulder and through my clothes, but I didn't care. "Bendy, will you listen to me now?"

"No..." Bendy sobbed. "I hurt you."

"Yeah, no kidding," I rolled my eyes. "You've done that multiple times."

"You're right!" Bendy sniffled. "That's even worse!"

I watched as he looked away. "Why?"

"Huh?" Bendy looked at me, confused.

"If you feel so bad about being mean to me, why do you do it?" I folded my arms. 

Bendy had nothing to say to that.

"Fine," I turned away, trying to hide my true feelings. "If you can't tell me, then... then maybe we shouldn't talk anymore!"

Bendy was quiet, until he finally decided on an answer.

"F-fine!"

I snorted and stormed off, pretending to be strong.

But on the inside, I was breaking down, melting into a puddle of my own mistakes.