Meat and Fluids (JTHM Fanfiction) (Nny x Me)

Chapter 7

Quick picture of me and the neighbor that shows up in this chapter.

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(Nny's POV)

I heard all four locks latch shut before the lights were flicked off.

(God damn, finally!)

Oh, hey.

(Douche cut me off before I could finish... What was I saying?)

You were just bitching at me on leaving.

(Right, right... THE BARRIER WEAKENS, YOU MUST-)

Yeah, yeah, I know already, we did this last night. This is the bitching I'm talking about! I just need to get out...

(... You had the chance... )

When?

(He was in the room with you, he leaves the door unlocked when he's in there, doesn't he?)

I'm still tied up though. Can't exactly go anywhere when I can't move.

(You're still tied up!? I thought we got your arms out! How are you not free already!?)

"I'm working on it!" With this I continued to struggle. With my arms free, I was able to slip up and out the upper arm from under the leather, but in doing this, the bindings around my torso and stomach got tighter from the extra bindings around it.. I couldn't bend down enough to reach my ankles either, so I had to reach behind me and untie the... Fuck.

(What NOW!?)

"I don't know how to untie this..." I could hear him laughing at me, "I don't here any other plans idiot!"

(BREAK IT!)

"I CAN'T!" I seemed to scream, but I stopped as soon as I heard Roy, having had stomped on the floor above me.

(Look at you, cowering like a dog at the snap of his fingers... PATHETIC.) I was almost able to wiggle my fingers in between the knots, but it was just barely too tight.

Hey! He was smart enough to catch me and smart enough to make me TRY and escape. I'd almost be impressed if I weren't so pissed about it.

(You're not trying hard enough, get home NOW! We need you HOME!) I could feel my fingers slip through the tie behind me. I didn't know how to untie it, and it still wasn't loose enough to pull apart, but at least this was progress.

"I'm trying!"

(As soon as you get out of this, bolt up the stairs and slit his throat. Use his blood if you need to, he won't do much, but it would be a start... The skinny fucker needs to be taught a lesson for messing with me- us... We can't let it get out.) This didn't sound right.

Where's Bunny? Can I talk to NailBunny?

(Roy's POV)

"Connie!" I exclaimed, hugging my neighbor as she walked in with my groceries. "How much do I owe you this week?"

She set the bags down on my counter, "Around seventy, but I did get those cookies you like!"

"Oh shit, you're gonna make me fat," I giggles, looking at the box.

"So, I saw the tranquilizers in your car, you got another one this week?"

"Yeah, a skinny terrier this time. Owner says he's extremely violent, so I got him locked up in the basement till he wakes up."

I handed her the cash, watching as she poured me a glass of milk, and a small one for hr too. "Aww, poor baby. Need me to pick up some food, treats maybe?"

I looked over at my pantry, remembering the first few times I had lied to Connie. She had bought me two bags of food, for small and large dogs, and a ridiculously sized bag of treats. "No, I got some before I went to pick him up. Besides, we're not ready to use treats yet, he still needs to figure out who's in control here." These cookies are definitely gonna make me fat. Maybe Nny wants a cookie? Shit, what kind of food does he like?

"Roy? Roy!"

"Hm? Did I space out again?"

"Yeah... Where do you go?" To dark places of torture and manipulation.

"Just thinking of what I might be able to do to get Johnny to behave... and stop biting. The biting is getting annoying. He got at my lip earlier!"

I pulled my lip down for her to look at the scab. "Ooh, that does not look good." Out of nowhere, I could here Johnny curse at the top of his lungs. Thank fucking fuck it sounded like a muffled bark!

"Well, I should get going. Someone is awake, you should go take care of the little guy."

"I will..." I should bring him a cookie.

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I waited to unlock the door for a minute, hearing the whispers again. I just put my ear against the door. Everything was muffled again, but I heard the other voice again. A deeper voice, one I don't think Johnny could make.

"Are you bleeding again? That won't help you this time, try something else!"

"I'm TRYING, SHUT UP!" There was a hiss of pain and another string of curses from the other side of the door.

What pained sounds I heard finally sent me to start unlocking the door, and finally open the door. The voices stopped as soon as I opened the door, but I still heard it. I still hurt it without Nny's mouth moving...

As soon as I turned the light on, my eyes widened in, what I assumed, was terror. This was a feeling I didn't get often, normally these deals went so well, how could this have happened!?

Johnny was shaking, both arms free, but one was holding the other as it bled. He had cut up the entirety of his arm on one of the jagged edges at the top of the chair, and he was bleeding profusely. Red ran to the floor in small gushes, and all he could do was look up at me in a panic.

"Help! Don't just fucking stand there!"

I snapped out of my trance, immediately rushing over. Stupid, stupid, could have been a trap, stupid! But I didn't care, it looked real enough, and if it was I had to know how bad it is. He flinched away at the sudden touch, but knew enough that he needed help, and I was the only thing keeping him from blacking out... or worse.