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After Rody found out Manon was dead, after finding out the one to kill her was Vincent, after finding out Vincent wanted to feed her to him, after failing to kill Vincent. Rody now found himself in the man's apartment his head was killing him, lifting a hand up to his head and wincing when he felt the bruise left from Vincent hitting him . that was going to hurt like a bitch but he had also noticed Vincent had bandaged up his ear, or well lack off after he bit it off. steadying himself he stood up looking around the room, he recognized the room to be Vincent's he knew this from when he snooped around at the party, looking around more he heard a dragging sound when ever he moved and noticed a chain attached to his ankle and leading all the way back to the bedpost, great so escape wouldn't be easy.
Testing out how far he could walk around he could get to at least 2 feet In Front of the bedroom door before the chain stopped him, he needed to get the chain off and he needed to get out of here and fast, god knows what Vincent had planned for him, would he end up like his girlfriend? would Vincent continue to follow through with his plan to kill and eat him? panic started to set in as he paced back and forth he needed to find something to get the chain off of his ankle, making his way to the window and trying to see if he could open it if so he could maybe escape through the window once free from the chain. The window was of course locked, maybe there would be a key to it somewhere in this room, searching around through all of the draws on the desk on the shelves. That's until he heard the door open his body froze when he turned to see Vincent stood there holding a plate of food, his usual deadpan expression on his face "looking for something? it's not polite to look through other people's things, Rody." he hummed making his way to the bed and setting the plate down. Vincent's demeanor was calm, way too calm it unsettled Rody, he could not trust this man not after what he did. Rody's eyes drifted to the plate on the bed and he felt almost sick thinking of what it could be, the idea of eating human flesh, Manons flesh made his stomach feel uneasy so he backed away from the other "fuck off.. I'm not eating whatever shit you make me so you can go and shove it up your ass!" he yelled picking up the nearest object to him and holding it up in defense, Vince simply laughed crossing his arms ``you couldn't even kill me back in the restaurant, what makes you think you can do anything now? You are pathetic.'' Vince said tone low and dangerous almost as if he was threatening Rody. It sent shivers down the red haired man's spine. Vincent had a way of making him feel weak and small, his hands shaking again as he dropped what he had grabbed “good boy, now come eat. Seeing as you hadn't eaten anything i have previously cooked for you so now you do not have a choice, you don't eat and you will be punished.” Vincent actually threatened this time.
Rody continued to back up as far as the chain would let him “what the fuck?- no!- I am not eating that shit!!” he continued to protest, this was of course getting on Vincent's nerves, and Rody could see that, it scared him thinking of what Vincent would do to him but when the pale man started to get closer to Rody ands he could no longer back up he tried to find a different way to get away from him “s..stay back!” his voice cracking, his mouth was dry, he was thirsty, hungry and tired as well as in lots of pain this was not what he needed right now, and as much as he was hungry Vince's food made him feel sick now that he knew what he did now. Vincent reached for Rody bringing his hand back before slapping him across the face “shut the fuck up with your whining.” he growled, grabbing Rody by his hair and dragging him towards the bed, he threw him down on the floor next to the bed and stood behind him. Grabbing him by his shirt he pulled him back up and shoved him towards the bed, Rody groaned out in pain when his chest hit off the bed frame, opening his eyes his face right in front of the food, eyes widening he quickly backed away feeling bile building up into his mouth and face going pale. “N..no!.. I’m not.. Y..you’re a monster!” he yelled at Vincent only earning another slap from him. “I expect this plate to be finished and clean by the time I get back, am I understood?.” Vincent was obviously waiting for an answer and so to make him happy so that he would go away Rody quietly responded “yes.. Chef.."Vince seemed satisfied with that answer and soon left, shutting the door behind him. As soon as Rody was alone he put his hand over his mouth trying to stop the vomit from coming out, tears brimmed his eyes as he side glanced the plate but he could no longer hold it the vomit spilled out of his mouth and he sat there shaking and panting. He didn't care what that psychopath did, he wasn't eating the food, the day he did would be the day hell froze over.
An hour had passed, Rody was sitting in the corner of the room hugging his knees trying to ignore the plate of food sitting on the bed now cold, the thought of it alone made him feel sick but actually booking at it he thinks he would throw up again. Vince had now returned to the room to see the food untouched, a small puddle of vomit on the flood and Rody in the corner of the room, he was beyond pissed of that Rody had let another plate of his cooking go to waste, cooking he made specifically for Rody, food he made with the one thing Rody loved and cared about most in the world. “You ungrateful piece of shit.” grabbing the plate he made his way over to Rody setting the plate on the floor before practically wrestling the redhead to get on top of him pinning his arms down and grabbing his chin, he forced open his jaw and put his finger into the mans mouth to keep it open, grabbing the fork with a piece of food already on it, putting to food into Rody's mouth and forcing it shut. He placed his hand over Rody's mouth to make sure he couldn't spit it out, “chew. Swallow. And enjoy.” his face had gone dark, his eyes staring into Rody's. The redhead sat underneath him struggled and thrashed about and when the piece of food was forced into his mouth he began to gag again, his body tensing up as he wanted the food out of his mouth, he was refusing to chew or even eat the food but the way Vincent stared into his eyes made him shiver and just submit hoping this would end soon, chewing the food and gagging with each chew before he eventually swallowed, it felt like trying to swallow a rock, it went down slow, tears were streaming down Rody's face as he sat underneath the man shaking ”good boy.. Now we will do this until the plate is empty. Understand?” And so that's what happened, Vince force fed Rody every single piece of food on that plate, ignoring the red heads please and cried and the way his body would tense up and his gagging. It took around an hour to actually feed Rody and he was now laying on the floor barely conscious. He didn't have the energy to stay awake after all the struggling and fighting so soon passed out. Vincent put him into the bed and kissed him on the head. “Soon enough you will do as you’re told.. Soon you will willingly enjoy the food I make for you.. But until then my love we will do this the hard way.” Vincent muttered before leaving.