I absolutely loved don’t trip! and i was wondering if maybe you could write a scenario where instead of bobby being the one to go down with the rope tied around his waist, its the reader instead and maybe it could be rlly angsty and maybe the reader gets injured or dies or somethin? Hopefully this isn’t too vague love your work!🫶
I'm so glad you liked it!!
Take me instead
desc: Taking your boyfriend's place in exploring the shallow room that was angled away, you explore too much, and whatever you just discovered catches up to you..
warnings: death, cussing, being manhandled (not in a sexy way), blood, screaming, crying, throwing up 😬
spoilers!
You were leaning against your counter in some nice underwear and a random tee you found on the floor, with a bowl of cereal in your hand, and some random cartoons playing on the living room t.v. not really paying attention, just enjoying the background noise. What you didn't hear was Bobby getting out of bed and slotting himself between you and the counter, putting his hands on your waist, and resting his chin on your shoulder.
"Good morning, babyyy," he drawls, his voice deep from sleep, making you giggle in your head.
"Good morning, handsome," you say with a smile, but you don't look at him yet, taking another bite of your cereal.
"Could I have some?" Bobby asks quietly. Normally, he would just take it from you with a smirk and give it back half-eaten, but you didn't wanna ruin the opportunity of him asking. So, you scoop as much cereal as you can into your spoon, tilt your head a little bit, and spoon-feed your boyfriend some cereal. You could hear him munching in your ear, and you laugh.
"Thank you!" He says in between chews, and you smile at him. Setting down your cereal bowl (which Bobby picks up immediately afterwards), you walk towards the t.v. turning it down slightly, before returning to the kitchen. By that time, Bobby had already finished the cereal and drank the milk from the bowl.. you were gone for 10 seconds..
"I was thinking of calling Kat and inviting her over tonight. How does that sound?" You ask while leaning against the fridge, playing with your chipped nail polish. Bobby nods his head in agreement while wiping milk from his chin.
"Yeah, that's cool. I think I left my bong at her place last time we went over there..?" He says, raising an eyebrow, making you shake your head.
"Perfect! Another reason for her to come over!" You say happily while walking towards your home phone and dialing Kat's number, just as it starts ringing, someone knocks on the door a couple of times, before you hear them knock on the window.
"Bobby! Could you get that, please!" You scream from the other room with the phone in your hand, and you hear him shuffle to the door. After a few seconds, you hear Kat's voice through the phone speaker.
"Hey, y/n/n! What's up?" Shs asks happily, and you smile widely.
"Hey, Kat! I was wondering if you wanted to come over tonight? Bobby and I bought from this new guy, we know we can't smoke it without you, and he's asking for his bong back." You say with a light laugh, and you could hear her laugh on the other line.
"Duh, I wanna come over! And I've been meaning to bring Bobby his bong back.." she says with some guilt in her voice. Just as you were about to talk again, Bobby calls out to you.
"Busy!" You scream out from the room, turning your attention back to Kat, but Bobby calls out again, louder and a little snappier this time.
"Oh my fucking God. Hold on, Kat." You say annoyed, setting the phone down, and walking far enough to see Bobby at the door.
"Bobby, what the fuck?" rings through the house, and he just motions you over, making you huff and walk to the door, seeing your boss, Clark, standing there awkwardly.
"Clark? What are you doing here?
After the interaction with Clark
You and Bobby packed up your stuff and headed to pick up Kat, and head to Cap'n Clarks for God knows what.
As you three arrived at the store, you felt a feeling of uneasiness, almost as if you were going to stumble onto something you weren't supposed to.. Clark guided you guys to the basement, which was weird. You tried to brush it off, but something was just gnawing at you. Soon, you guys were in this yellowish-brownish maze of fluorescent lights and moldy-smelling walls. It was apprehensive.
How you got here, you didn't know.. one minute you were eating breakfast with your boyfriend Bobby, then your boss Clark comes knocking at your door, begging to use Bobby's camera, and for you and Bobby to help him 'research' this place he found. Which made him sound like an absolute fucking lunatic, in your opinion ofc. But you guys went nonetheless.
The walk through the maze was intoxicating, and not in a good way. Bobby was amazed at the place, cheesing into his camera, catching almost any angle he could of the place, and Kat was just as scared as you were, holding onto your arm tightly.
"Clark.. what is this place?" You ask with a tremble in your voice, and Kat looks at you with a shaky gaze.
"I'm still trying to figure that out myself.." He says with an amused tone, making you suck in a breath.
Just as you were about to yell at him, he stops in front of an old bedframe and a dirty mattress, putting his bag on the floor and pulling out some rope.
"Oh great, he's tying us up.." Kat says shakily, and you could almost throw up. Is he seriously gonna tie you guys up and leave you here to die? No, he wouldn't.. would he?
"No, we're tying ourselves up." Clarks says, correcting Kat with a gruff.
"Whoa, kinky. Y/n, we should try that sometime~" Boby says with a smirk, and you roll your eyes.
"Not the time, Bobby." You say a little irritated while going over and helping Clark with the rope.
"One of us has to go down there and check out what we can't see. I didn't bring enough rope for all of us, and someone has to hold the line for the person down there." Clark says firmly, looking at the three of you. You gulp at his words, but volunteer yourself.
"I'll do it."
"WHAT?!" Bobby and Kat say at the same time.
"I said I'll do it, I don't have to explain my actions all of the time," you mutter while you take the rope from Clark, putting it around your waist.
Bobby shakes his head quickly before handing the camera to Kat and taking your hands away from the rope, letting it fall to the floor with a light thump.
"Baby, you were literally pissing yourself on the way here, and almost threw up when we got inside. You're not going down there." His voice is stern, and it makes your heart race. "I'll go instead."
You huff at his words, pulling your hands away from his and picking up the rope again, re-wrapping it around your waist.
"No, Bobby. I said I was gonna go, so I'm going."
Clark sighs at the interaction, taking the rope from your hands and tying it around your waist tightly. Bobby kisses your head and takes the camera back from Kat, recording you taking the steps to the slope, but Kat grabs your arm.
"You don't have to do this! we- we could just make Bobby go down there!" she says hopefully. Bobby side-eyes her quickly, "What the fuck, Kat??"
You take her hand off your arm and give it a squeeze, "I'll be fine.. It's just a room. It's not like there's a monster down there or something!" You say jokingly, but Kat couldn't find it in her heart to laugh fully.
Bobby hands you his camera, repeating over and over to be careful with it, making you roll your eyes over and over. He kissed you one more time before watching you slowly walk down the slope, his hand tight on the rope that was attached to your waist. You walk slowly before sliding down at the end, and then you were gone in the darkness.
Once you reached the end of the slope, it reeked of death and rotting flesh. Making you gag and cover your nose.
"Jesus! What the fuck died down here?" You mutter while trekking around the smelly room, still holding the camera in your hands. There were piles of black, sludgy substances surrounding the walls of the space, making you go teary-eyed, but you kept moving forward.
The further you moved, the worse it got. There was random furniture everywhere, or clothes, you couldn't tell, everything was so dark, and eerie, you just couldn't get a grasp of anything.
As you walked deeper into the area, there was a room with flickering lights, almost as if it was calling your name. You walked towards the room, but you felt a snag at your waist; the rope was out.
"Can I have some more rope?" You yell out, but there isn't an immediate answer.
"There's no more!" Bobby yells back, and you sigh, taking a glance at the room, then the rope before sliding the rope down your legs and walking closer to the room. The closer you got, the more the light flickered, but the more it flickered, the clearer the thing that was inside the room became. A loud groan shook the room and knocked out the flickering light, shattering to the floor, and you almost dropped the camera.
For some reason, your feet were stuck to the floor, and your breathing came out in small huffs. You couldn't move, but you could hear something coming closer, breathing hard. It almost touched you, but you ran as fast as you could to the rope, attempting to slip it back on before the thing grabbed you by the collar of your shirt and threw you backwards.
Your body slammed against the damp wall, knocking the wind out of you and leaving you dizzy. The rope against your legs is squeezing tightly as someone is pulling it slowly. You were halfway across the room before something grabbed you by the hair and slammed you back down. blood pools behind your head, causing you to choke on the blood in your mouth. You feel something wet drip down your nose and slide to your lips, tasting of metal and sweat.
The world around you is reeling, and the smell is only making it worse. The sound of your name being called, then a sudden rumble of people falling over. After a few seconds, you hear yelling, and someone is holding your head carefully.
"Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god!" Kat cries at your side, hesitating to touch you.
Bobby wipes the blood from your nose and cradles your face.
"Oh my god- baby!" Bobby yells out, almost trying to shake you awake, but it was of no use.
The rope still attached to your legs was being pulled at again, some small at first, until it kept increasingly getting stronger. Bobby grabbed your torso and held you tightly while Kat was attempting to pull the rope from your legs, but the thing kept pulling you till Bobby Physically couldn't hold on.
"B-Bobby?" You say quietly, the blood that was previously pooling in your mouth now dripping out, and your grip on his forearm was weak, and you couldn't get a full hand around his arm.
You were ripped ouf out of Bobby's arms and dragged into the darkness, with no clue of what had happened.
Bobby had run after you, Kat sat there and cried, and Clark disregarded your death as if you weren't important.
