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Joe and Orel had been together for a few months now, they were at nurse bendy’s house, flicking through the channels until they found one they thought was interesting
“Human centipede?” Joe asked putting the remote down
“Oh yeah sure” Orel replied wrapping his arm around Joe’s upper torso
About halfway through the movie, they started the scene when the doctor began crafting the film’s namesake, the centipede.
“This isn’t that bad it can’t get any worse- OH MY GOD WHAT THE FUCK-” Joe screamed latching himself onto Orel’s shoulder, gripping onto his skin and pulling himself closer and burying his face into Orel’s collar-bone
“Joe, babes, it’s not that I mind but you’re hurting my shoulder,” Orel said, attempting to gently pry joe’s fingers off of his shoulder.
“Heh…sorry I got kinda spooked…” Joe said, pushing away before being pulled back
“Hey, hey, it’s ok, I'm not gonna let anyone hurt you, you’re gonna be ok,” Orel said calming his boyfriend “wanna cuddle to make you feel better?”
“...yes” Joe answered snuggling up to him, succumbing to the warm, soothing, embrace of Orel’s strong arms, letting the calming weight of his body wash over him, closing his eyes and smiling a soft, sweet smile, a smile Orel wasn’t used to but loved seeing every time it happened.
“I love you, Jojo” Orel said before pressing a kiss onto the top of Joe’s head and gently placed the shorter male’s head onto his chest, letting him use him as a pillow until his breathing was slowed and heavy, indicating that he was asleep
“I'll never let anyone hurt you…” Orel whispered, having a slightly sinister undertone to his voice. He turned his head to face the tv to continue watching the movie “and if anyone does they’ll fucking pay…”
As the final scene ended, a smug look of satisfaction spread across his face as he saw the last woman alive squirm and struggle as the rest of the centipede lay lifeless on the floor, and as the camera panned out he let out a soft, sinister chuckle. He then grabbed the remote, switched off the tv, and kissed joe’s head one last time “I’ll never let anything happen to you…” Orel repeated before finally drifting off to sleep
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A few days later, Joe woke up in a hospital bed, he didn’t know why, but he knew he was hurt
“JOE!” Orel yelled sitting up from the seat to the side of the hospital bed “honey- honey I found you and y- you were hurt but- but I brought you here an- and you were internally bleeding and-” Orel explained frantically
“Ok i- I get it,” Joe said as suddenly his memories came rushing back to him “oh good god…”
“Joe…
darling
…who did this to you?” Orel asked with a look in his eyes that Joe hadn’t seen before…a mix of fear and anger, and a tone in his voice that should have told him not to tell the names of his aggressors
“Uh, it was kent, brock, milo, todd, and Jason…” Joe said
“Don’t worry honey… I’ll never let anyone hurt you again” Orel said…he couldn’t help but feel like he betrayed him for not being by his side to prevent this from happening
“Hey, babes, it’s ok, you didn’t know,” Joe said trying to calm him down
“I…I know…I just feel like I should have been there to keep you safe…” Orel replied “…I’m sorry…”
“Hun, you don’t have to be sorry, it’s ok,” Joe said, once again trying to calm his love
“...your right…” Orel said, a tinge of false shame lining his voice as he moved closer to Joe and placed a hand on his bandaged face causing him to wince in pain
“
Fuck…
” Joe said as the pain settled into his skin
“OH SHIT I’M SO SORRY I DIDN’T MEAN TO HURT YOU-” Orel yelled as he realized he hurt him, his voice becoming fully genuine.
“No it- it’s fine…I’m fine” Joe said
“Oh! Hi Orel I didn’t know you were like- visiting Joe” nurse bendy said coming into the room with a cart of medications in small paper ketchup cups, handing one to Joe along with a cup of water
“Thanks, mom…” Joe said as he poured the contents of the ketchup cup into his hand and tossed them into his mouth before taking a large sip of the water and swallowing the slurry of medications.
“Ok like- I'm gonna go help dr. potterswheel with a psych patient. They like- killed someone” she said leaving the room with the cart
“Ok then…” Joe said, a little worried at the nonchalant manner in which she spoke about literal murder
“Your mom’s cool,” Orel said
“Yeah, she is…” Joe replied looking back to Orel “ …I love you…”
“Love you too darling~,” Orel said smiling, but there was something
wrong
… his smile, which was normally soft and kind was now…cruel and twisted
‘What is going on with him?’ Joe thought to himself before shrugging it off…oh what a mistake that was…
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It had been 3 days since dr. potterswheel told joe he would be needing to stay in the hospital for another 2 weeks…and 4 since Orel had last visited…strange.‘I should ask him why he’s acting so weird when he comes in’ he thought. Suddenly, his phone buzzed as he received a text, he picked it up and read the banner before clicking to respond to Orel’s message, which read: ‘hay bb i’m comin’ to see u 2day be there in 1h luv u ^ ^’“Oh…convenient” Joe said aloud before responding with: ‘kk honeybear see you then 🥰’Before he knew it, an hour went by…then another half hour…then eventually 4 hours passd‘Hey are you gonna visit or???’ Joe messaged getting worried and a bit upset. No answer…until 30 minutes later: ‘OMG HUNNY IM SO SRRY I WAS BSY WITH STUF ITLL NEVER HAPPEN AGAN!!!’ he replied‘Sure it won’t…’ Joe thought before responding: ‘ok sweetie’For the next week Orel had not responded to any messages, called, visited, or interacted with Joe in any sense‘Did i do something wrong?’ Joe found himself thinking every other moment he thought about Orel…‘what’s he doing?...is there someone else?’ every moment he thought about it, the more tears welled up in his eyesHe quickly shut the idea out of his mind but it kept coming back…that horrible thought eating away at his psyche until nothing remained but Orel, the horrible thought of not being loved, and an undying feeling of self-hatred…“Hey Joe! I like- brought your weighted blanket from home for you!” nurse bendy said, as she cheerfully placed the large heavy blanket over Joe“Thanks mom…” Joe said as the weight washed over him, calming his mind and slightly soothing his inner-pain“You’re welcome Joe! I gotta go like- help with the psych patient again, they started like- throwing needles.” nurse bendy replied, leaving the room.Soon, Joe found himself drifting off into sleep, no longer thinking the painful thoughts he was before…he felt…inner peace…if only that feeling could last…
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~meanwhile~
Orel was starting to worry that if he didn’t visit Joe relatively soon, he would start getting suspicious about what was going on, but he had no time to think about that, he was more concerned with sterilizing his sewing needles and scalpel so he could fasten his creation together without risking infection
“LET US GO, YOU PSYCHO!” Milo yelled, tears rolling down his cheeks
Orel gave a blank, careless gaze before snapping “SHUT UP”
Milo was terrified at how easily Orel could switch from entirely calm to loud and angry.
“Now…you’re going to be nice and quiet for me…or else.” Orel said, picking up an old, rusty, garden shovel, and inspecting the rough tip of the metal “hmm…” he hummed as he walked over to Todd, tears still streaming down his face and soft, quiet whimpers escaping his lips with every breath.
And without another word, Orel drove the garden shovel into Todd’s gut, causing his eyes to widen, and as Orel pulled the shovel from his stomach, he slumped over in the chair, blood spilling from his wound like tea from a kettle.
“TODD” Jason screamed, clearly distressed at this blatant disregard for human life
“Tsk, tsk, what did I just say?” Orel muttered as he walked toward him, calmly inspecting his features “you don’t match anyway…” he said before bashing the shovel into Jason’s head. And as he pulled the rusted, now bloodied shovel from Jason’s skull, he smiled a smug, unapologetic smile that sent shivers down the spines of the 3 people remaining alive in the room.
“Now…anyone else care to test me?” Orel asked as the basement fell completely quiet as it was down to kent, brock, and milo…and Orel had an idea in mind…an idea that no one would forget for a long, long time…
Orel pulled a cloth and a bottle of chloroform from a drawer in his desk, and as he slowly approached Milo, he poured out a small amount of the liquid onto the rag before getting right into his face and pressing the cloth over his mouth and nose. Milo struggled for a few seconds before succumbing to the fumes of the liquid and passing out in his seat
“Good…” Orel said before repeating the process with the 2 others in the basement…and before long, all 3 of them were completely sedated “good.” Orel repeated before untying them all and taking the scalpel and sewing needle from the drawer and getting to work on his creation
The operation took several long hours, a stitch here, an incision there the odd staple every once in a while…until finally…it was done. The human centipede…and here’s the Hauptgericht…no one…would ever know about the 2 that he had killed…no…he had something different in mind for them…
~the next week~
“Heeey~,” Orel said walking into Joe’s hospital room with a Tupperware container of what appeared to be beef jerky “I’m so sorry I couldn’t visit at all these past days darling…my dad’s been on me about why I’m hanging around with you so much lately… I just didn’t want him to find out” that was a lie, Orel hadn’t ever told his dad where he had been going…at least not who he had been with.
“...it’s alright…” Joe said, just relieved that Orel still loved him. “I missed you-” Joe started before being shushed
“Shh, shh, shh, hush…I know jojo…I’m sorry” Orel said before pushing a bit of Joe’s hair behind his ear
Joe let out a soft “hmh” as he couldn’t help but feel…unheard…
“Anyway, I brought you some homemade jerky,” Orel said as he picked the Tupperware off the end table next to Joe’s hospital bed and opened the container to give him a piece
“Thanks,” Joe said before taking a small bite of the dried meat “wow…is this pork or something? It doesn’t really taste like beef but it’s really good”
“Why thank you my dear” Orel replied without answering the question
“I love you,” Joe said smiling
“I love you too darling~,” Orel said back
And after he walked out of the room, a small chuckle escaped his lips ‘i can’t believe he’s so stupid’ he thought with a smug grin ‘this should be so easy…’
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“Well Joe you can leave now” dr. Potterswheel stated as he read through the paper on his clipboard.
“Thank you dr. potterswheel, we’ll be going now” Orel said gripping onto the handles of Joe’s wheelchair
“Say uh- how long do I need this again?” Joe asked, a hint of worry and fear in his voice
“About another 4 weeks and then you’ll have a limp the rest of your life” dr. Potterswheel answered
“Oh…” Joe said looking to the ground
“You’ll be ok Joe” Orel said smiling and tilting his head to one side
“Y-you’re right…” Joe said, still a little upset at his need for a wheelchair
“It’s not a big deal…”
“He told me I’d always have a limp too…” Orel said as he wheeled Joe to Orel’s house “but have I so much has stumbled since I took off that cast? Hell no.”
“Yeah…” Joe said softly smiling, staring at the bright pink cast on his right leg before glancing at the handles on his wheelchair to see Orel’s hand “hey what’s that bite mark on your hand?” Joe asked as he noticed the scar, slightly worried
“Oh I just bite my hands sometimes when I’m frustrated” Orel said
“Really? I’ve never seen you do that before…” Joe said attempting to think of a time he’d seen Orel bite his own hand
“Yeah I’ve been doing it for years…are those pills messing with your memory or something?” Orel asked “I’ve bit my hand in front of you before…you probably just don’t remember”
“Uh…yeah you’re probably right…” Joe said silently judging himself for doubting Orel’s word ‘god I must be going crazy’ he thought.
When the two got to Orel’s house they realized that clay was at work and bloberta was likely out running errands with shapey and Betty
“I guess we have the place to ourselves then…” Joe said as Orel pushed him toward the couch “hey what’re you-” Joe started as Orel lifted him out of the wheelchair and placed him carefully onto the couch
“Shh…just relax” Orel said with a smug grin as he pushed Joe into the leather and placed a finger onto his cheek causing Joe to blush “heh…I like that I can still make you blush just by touching you~”
“ahah- y-yeah I g- I guess” Joe stammered, flustered as Orel traced his finger up the side of his face and gently kissed the top of his cheek before moving down to place small kisses along his neck and shoulders. He slowly moved his hands down Joe’s torso to the bottom of his shirt, slowly begging to lift the hem
“n- no!” Joe managed. “I don’t…want to…right now…” Orel slowly pushed away
“Well…alright then…” Orel said, his face becoming a smear of disgust “That’s…
fine…”
Joe couldn’t help but feel guilty for denying Orel’s…
advances
“I- I guess…we can…do stuff…if you want” he said reluctantly in a small, meek voice.
And so they did.
Afterwords, the two were laying on the couch
“I love you…” Joe said, attempting to fill the emptiness in the room with some form of conversation or affection…but to no avail
“Hm? Yeah sure” Orel responded coldly. He seemed like he had something on his mind…weird.
“Can you put me back in my chair please?” Joe asked
“Hmm…no” Orel said, standing up before scooping Joe into his arms and carrying him to his bedroom and laying Joe down on his bed “I’m gonna go get you some water and you can just stay here”
‘I’m disgusting…’ Joe thought as he lay there ‘…he can hardly bare to talk to me…what’s wrong with me…?’
As tears swelled in his eyes he rubbed his face with his hand
‘Don’t cry…just don’t cry…’ he thought as he rolled over onto Orel’s pillow and let out a sigh
“I’m ba-ack” Orel said entering his room with a cup of water
“Th-thanks…” Joe said sitting upright and taking a sip of the water “…hey this tastes kinda funny…” he said as his vision became blurred and fuzzy “did you do something to this…water…Orel…” he managed before passing out on Orel’s bed
“Heh…nighty-night doll…” Orel said before scooping Joe into his arms once again and headed for…the basement…
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Once Orel made it to his basement, Joe in hand, he propped Joe’s limp, sleeping body onto a chair before grabbing a length of rope and tying his arms behind the back of the chair, ensuring that he wouldn’t move. Orel was smiling grimly all the while
“Aw look at you…your so cute when you’re asleep” Orel said in a doting voice, holding Joe’s face in his hand
Slowly, Joe opened his eyes and muttered “Orel…where…what- what’s going on?” He asked, his eyes having difficulty adjusting to the dark of the basement
“Oh let me get the light for you sweetheart” Orel said as he slowly walked to the stairwell that lead into the basement where the light switch was located
As Orel was walking he began to realize he was tied to the chair
“Orel what the fuck is-” Joe urgently started before the light switch was flicked on and he beheld the horror that was the basement he was being contained in
“…w-what…th-the
fuck
…” Joe stammered as he saw it…the three people attached mouth-to-anus, their faces horribly mutilated, with staples and scars on the sides of their cheeks. and around their lips was what appeared to be human shit
“What the fuck…what the fuck…what the FUCK WHAT THE FUCK” was all Joe could manage in that moment
“Like it?” Orel asked, marveling at the trio that was tied by the front’s arms and the back’s legs to either sides of the pet play-pen walls they were contained in
Joe was suspended in silence, his body shaking in fear…this was
not
right.
“what…the fuck is wrong with you?” Joe asked, his voice becoming wobbly in terror
“Wh- what do you mean? Nothing’s wrong with me I- I’m a genius! Look! I’ve accomplished what has only been imagined! I’ve done what those jack-offs in the movies could never do! I- I kept it alive for- for over a week! This is a scientific masterpiece!” Orel rambled on about his abomination, grabbing Joe’s chin and lifting his head to look at him
“Y- you psychotic bastard…” Joe said, quickly regretting what he’d said
“…what?” He asked, pulling away from Joe, his face becoming a mix of anger and confusion
“You’re insane…” Joe said, tears welling up in his eyes
Orel said nothing, but walked to his desk and picked up his scalpel and traversed back to Joe
“honestly I’m hurt…” he said bringing the scalpel dangerously close to Joe’s face “I did all this for you, you know”
“What the fuck are you talking about?” Joe asked trying his best not to move so the scalpel would not touch his face
“Just take a look at them…don’t they look familiar?” Orel asked as Joe squinted to get a closer look at the 3 “oh my god…”
“They hurt you darling…and that simply won’t do…” Orel said as Joe realized it was Kent, Milo, and Brock…but Jason and Todd were nowhere to be found
“What happened to…” Joe began before noticing the pile of human bones next to the play pen that the centipede was contained in “Orel…what was the jerky made of…?” Joe asked, his stomach turning with disgust and realization
“Oh Jason and Todd? Tasty weren’t they? I find if you use a bit of maple syrup in the marinade it really adds just that much more pizzazz to the recipe don’t you think?” he said, as if it was an average conversion
This made Joe gag before violently vomiting onto the floor
“Ugh gross! Now I’m going to have to clean this up and then I have to wash my shirt and just- ugh!” Orel complained as if he didn’t just talk about making people into jerky “I’d say you deserve a punishment…”
He quickly dug the scalpel into the side of Joe’s face, slowly pulling it upward, cutting into his skin causing Joe to let out a loud, painful scream, but no one could hear him…it was just him, the centipede, and Orel…and the centipede could do nothing helpful at that point.
Joe’s breathing was quick and heavy, his heart beating faster and faster with each second, blood trickling down from the cut.
“Sure would be a shame to waste so much good blood…” Orel said before leaning toward Joe’s fresh wound, licking his lips in anticipation before latching onto the side of Joe’s face to suck blood from the wound like a parasite, his eyes rolling back out of some sick enjoyment, before pulling away to look Joe in the face
“God you’re fucking delectable…care for a taste?” He asked as he leaned forward into Joe’s lips, forcing his tongue into his mouth
The taste of vomit now mixing with the taste of his own blood in his mouth was too much, he wanted desperately to throw up again but there was nothing left
to
throw up, he hadn’t eaten the last 2 days and now his stomach was completely empty. Afraid of what Orel would do if he expelled the mix from his mouth, he let the taste sit there as he stewed in disgust and disarray.
Orel pulled away one last time, licking his lips, indulging in the flavor of the blood which to him, was one of the most delicious things he’d tasted.
‘I need to get the fuck out of here…’ Joe thought, spotting the scalpel that Orel had dropped to the floor ‘perfect…’ he thought before putting his plan into action
“Uh…honey…” Joe said, forcing a kind name from his lips
“Yes my darling?” Orel asked
“M- my cut is still bleeding I- I need a b-bandage” He replied attempting not to look at the scalpel to draw attention away from it
“Of course dear, I’ll go upstairs and get that for you…don’t go anywhere…oh right! You can’t! How silly of me!” He said before walking up the stairs out of the basement
“Now’s my chance…” Joe said in a whisper once Orel was out of the basement.
He leaned to one side in the chair he was tied to until eventually he toppled to the ground. Once Joe was on the ground he moved his legs and elbows toward the scalpel to try and shuffle it towards his hands. Once the scalpel was in his limited reach he grabbed it and cut himself free from the rope. Now was the tricky part…standing up…
He slowly got onto his hands and knees before lifting one leg to stand, leaving his casted leg sagging to the floor as he limped toward the pet play pen the three others were tied up in.
As he hobbled toward the gate of the play pen he heard the basement door slowly opening. His heart sank as he heard Orel’s footsteps coming down the stairs.
‘fuck…’ Joe thought as Orel reached the bottom of the stairwell and saw him out of the chair
“Oh you tricked me!” Orel exclaimed as he started rushing towards Joe with anger in his eyes “I specifically told you not to go anywhere!”
He quickly approached Joe
“S-STAY BACK! I HAVE A KNIFE!” Joe yelled as Orel neared closer to him
“You think that’s gonna scare me?” Orel asked as he got right up close to his face
Without thinking, Joe lunged at him, his breathing quick and heavy as he raised the scalpel into the air
But despite everything… he hesitated
“Oh you’re afraid to kill me aren’t you? HAH Pathetic…you know no one will ever be able to make you feel the things I can” he said with a smirk on his face
“…I SURE FUCKING HOPE NOT!” Joe yelled as he drove the scalpel into the side of Orel’s neck “BECAUSE ALL YOU EVER MADE ME FEEL WAS USED AND DISGUSTING!”
He jabbed Orel in the neck once more.
“Y’know…if you kill me…you’ll always remember me…I’ll never let you go…” Orel sputtered between bloody coughs “and if you go near that thing be careful…the one in the front’s a biter”
Another moment of hesitation followed “huh you can’t live without me can you…
slut
” Orel taunted.
That pushed him over the edge… finally, Joe stabbed him one last time in the throat…and he was gone “…good riddance…”
Joe then cut Kent, Brock, and Milo out from their stitches
“…th-thank you…” Milo said once he was free from his sewn prison
“You’re welcome…can someone help me upstairs?” Joe asked, motioning to his cast
The 4 soon made it out of the puppington house and onto the sidewalk…no idea where to go but just…going
“Hey…I know a place we could go…” Joe said. It was the only place he could think of…Doughy and Christina’s apartment…and so they went…to hopefully get the events of the past weeks out of their heads…and to heal their wounds…and just maybe…grow as people…
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Hello my little scrumfykinsif you’ve made it this far I’m here to let you know I first wrote this as a joke but then it became not a joke I was all like “haha funny centipede Orel” and then I was like “oh wait no because yeah I actually like this”some of the scenes I wrote got kind of intense that’s true and I just wanna let you know on tumblr this is what I’m infamous for this shit is my legacy a legacy that you all helped me create and for that I’m so grateful thank you