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I couldn't help but feel hurt as Bendy exited the room. I mean, sure, I shouldn't expect anything kind from him, but I had never been spoken to like that. I had been yelled at, beaten, or talked to quietly, but I had never experienced someone's face close to mine, so close that I could feel his hot breath on my lips. His voice was so normal and yet so different... I couldn't describe it. When he spoke like that to me, it sent chills down my spine. It still does.

No matter. I seized the chance to change in peace and slipped on the clothes Bendy had gotten for me, blushing at the thought that I had no undergarments. I then opened the door to find the demon with his back turned, tail swishing impatiently. I coughed to alert him of my presence and he jumped slightly. 

"Gah, don't sneak up on people like that! That's my job!" The demon spat.

"And you're doing a fabulous job," I muttered under my breath. Either Bendy didn't hear or didn't care, for he flicked his tail briefly and walked off. I followed him, thinking that he gestured for me to do so. Maybe he didn't hear me come down behind him, because he led me to the room where Boris was. I saw him put his face in his hands, sniffling softly.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

Bendy jumped, startled, suddenly fingers turned into claws. He raced toward me and pinned me to the wall, his right hand poised above my throat. I froze and looked at the sharp weapon above me, scared for my life. I stared into the cartoon's eyes and thought I saw a flicker, a moment of insecurity, before they returned cold and soulless. He released me and shoved his glove back on.

"Oh. It's you."

"What was that all about!?" I demanded, regaining my composure. Bendy shrugged.

"Why does it matter to you?"

"BECAUSE I ALMOST FRIGGIN' DIED!"

Bendy was quiet for a moment. "So?"

"UGH!" I groaned, stomping out of the room. 

"Hey, where are ya going?" Bendy called after me, but I was too furious to listen to him. I continued making loud noises with my feet, as an attempt to continue to annoy Bendy. I stopped and looked back, seeing that Bendy wasn't following me, and then I continued to walk.

Suddenly, I felt something cold hit me on the back of my head. My brain hurt, it was throbbing...

The world spun around me before turning to black.

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"Sheep, sheep, it's time for sleep. Rest your head, it's time for bed..." A voice murmured. I groaned and opened my eyes, reaching to rub my head.

There was only one problem.

My hands never met my face.

I panicked and looked down, seeing that my arms and legs were bound to a wooden pole. I was standing on top of a pentagram, complete with small candles ablaze. My eyes widened as I looked up at my captor.

I couldn't really tell their gender. They were wearing overalls and a cracked Bendy mask, though I don't know why. There was a hole in where Bendy's mouth should be, and I could just make out the twisted grin greeting me.

"Ah, you're up. Thank goodness, I was worried the fun had ended as soon as it had begun."

I looked up and down at the creature in front of me. They were basically ink, but they had a humanoid shape. I narrowed my eyes at the person in front of me. "How can you see through that thing?"

"Hm? Oh, the mask," the creature chuckled. "I don't need to."

"What?" I was confused. Almost everything had eyes, and sight was one of the five senses. "But-"

"You asked a question. Now it's my turn," the ink person chuckled. "How are you so close to my lord?"

"Close?" I was still baffled. "What do you mean? And who is your lord?"

"Bendy," the figure hissed. "HOW did you get him to spare your life?"

"I honestly don't know," I pondered this. "I pleaded for him to spare my life and he did."

"Really?" the creature growled. "He doesn't do that for anyone, my lord. What kind of sorcery are you using on him!?"

"Sorcery?" I burst out laughing. "What sorcery? I'm a human!" I completely ignored the furious look on the creature's... face?

"This is not a joke," the creature hissed. "WHAT have you done to MY LORD!?" Their voice rose to a shriek at the end.

"Geez, I'm sorry, uh..." I pondered what to call this thing. "Ink blob obsessed with Bendy?"

The creature's hands were now in fists. "The name is Sammy. Sammy Lawrence."

"Oh. My bad," I rolled my eyes.

"THIS IS NO TIME FOR BEING SARCASTIC LITTLE SHEEP!" Sammy's voice rose. They sighed and took a deep breath, calming them self. "Just answer the damn question, and we'll be good for a while..."

"I told you my answer!" I snapped. "I just pleaded and Bendy decided to spare me! Not without vain though, he also HURT ME WITH A FREAKING AXE!"

Sammy examined my cuts and his smile slowly returned. "Okay, I believe you."

"About time!" I grunted.

"Well," Sammy purred. "Aren't you hot headed?"

"WHAT!?" I yelled, earning a few chuckles from the ink creature.

"No matter. Thanks for answering my questions, I guess," they looked me up and down and licked their lips.

"What's your gender?" I asked bluntly.

"Um, Sammy is a boy's name," he said angrily. "I would think you would know that by now."

"Sorry, I know a Samara, so I didn't want to get your gender wrong."

"Hmph," Sammy sniffed. "Oh well, I'll get my revenge soon enough."

"H-how so?" I asked, scared. Sammy laughed. 

"Oh, just sacrificing you to my lord. He'll thank me later, and finally he'll notice me!" I saw a glint behind Sammy's mask, where Bendy's eyes were located. I could only guess this man was insanely happy, and I didn't want to ruin that for my own good.

"Um... dead or alive?" I tried making this saying light-hearted, but I'll admit that I was shaking with fear.

"Preferably DEAD," Sammy sounded like a dyslexic human being, though there was a slight echo in his voice. "But I might have some fun first~"

"F-fun?" I tried backing up, but that didn't work, so I tried to push myself as close to the pole as possible.

"Yes, FUN." Sammy got closer to me, laughing hysterically. I grit my teeth as he roughly grabbed my chin, slowly and tauntingly pulling my face towards his.

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Okay everyone, this is an IMPORTANT author's note you need to read! I have been thinking about eventually turning Bendy into a Yandere (the idea has intrigued me from reading a few other books), and maybe turning the later chapters into lemons.
I have never written lemons before, and I feel kind of uncomfortable going into detail, so they probably won't be full on sessions at first. I'd have to get used to the idea of putting a lemon on this account.
I don't know if you know this, but I try to keep my stories family friendly (somewhat). Sure, a curse word might pop up every now and then, but I try to avoid all of the lemon jazz.
This would be a big turning point for my Wattpad account. I could post lemons on this account, or I could create a new account, though I have had some troubles using two different emails to do so. DARN YOU WATTPAD!
Anyways, if I did post lemons, I would prefer them be on this account. I don't want to have to switch between accounts all the time to keep my readers happy, and in the long run, most people on Wattpad are NOT young children.
So, do you want maturity in this book, or not? I need to hear your guys's opinions in order to make a final decision.
Thank you for your feedback.
I love you all!
- LovesitGirl out! <3
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