So this is my The Grabber/ Albert Shaw x reader smut story, I didn't want to make it like most did with it's either the reader falls in love or not. I wanted it to be a bit darker but still with the romantic and sexual parts in it.
I was really interested in The Grabber because of the actor (I loved the movies he was in) I haven't watched the whole movie of The Black Phone but I watched enough to get an idea of how the character is like plus some smut stories I read kind of gave me a bit more on how to do his character.
I wanted to make it that the reader and Albert can relate to each other in their own way. Albert wants to be needed and loved and the reader wants to be able to depend on someone and trust them.
The only way I figured this would work is that the reader doesn't know about the Grabber, maybe have a sheltered life with abuse but that may be cliche. So the best option was that the reader is new to the town and has nowhere to go, Albert sees this as an opportunity to have someone to control.
But enough with the rambling, onto the story!
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He sits in his black van, looking at every street around him, searching, waiting, hoping.. his need was getting stronger... the need to hurt.. the need for control.
He wore his typical look, face painted, his hat that made him look a magician and of course his friendly smile. He knew that being friendly was the only way for it to work, a friendly person was a trustworthy person.
You were walking down an empty street, looking around to see if there was any place to stay for a few nights. It was the first time you were out your house by yourself, it felt... peaceful at first but paranoia began to sink in as you felt like they were coming soon.. to take you back. You couldn't go back, not this time, you made it this far.. you couldn't just let them take you back.
A black van caught your attention, it was just sitting there in the corner, with someone inside. You smiled slightly, running over to the vehicle in hopes that the person would be helpful.
"Excuse me mister! I'm sorry to bother you but is there any place to stay? Like a hotel maybe?" You asked in hurry, fear was all over your face at this point but you had hope.. the one thing they couldn't take away from you.
"Well hello there! There is a hotel but it's not the best, do you need a place to stay? Are you here by yourself? Lost?" His voice was so soft and welcoming, different to what you're used to, he's not shouting or insulting you, no threats, just soft normal words.
"I uh.. well it's a long story mister but yes I'm by myself and need a place to stay for now." You reply with a nervous chuckle.
"Well if you want, you can stay with me, it won't be grand or anything but it's better than staying on the streets" He says with a smile, making you smile at him.
"If it's not too much trouble sir! I promise I won't stay too long and I'll pay you back as soon as I get a job!" You reassure him that you're not just going to stay there for free and no intention of paying him back for his kindness.
"Well for now let's get to the house and have a talk about rules first, okay?" He opens the passenger door for you to slide in as he starts the car, you finally get a look at his appearance.
His pale skin that looks like face paint, his hat and sunglasses, it had a friendly yet strange feeling to it. At some point he notices your gaze and chuckles before motioning for you to close the door.
After some time of driving, we finally reach a house. It's nothing special or grand but just a plain and simple house. Suddenly you hear a dog barking from inside the house, reminding you of the dogs that would chase you everytime you tried to leave the house, causing you to grip on your hoodie tightly. He notices and stares at you before moving his hand slowly over to yours, almost like he was trying to comfort and calm you down or rather to make sure you don't get scared and cause a ruckus.
"Thank you Mister, I'm a little scared of dogs if I have to be honest.. your dog won't bite me, right?" You ask while looking at him, his glasses hiding his eyes and making it harder to determine what he's thinking or feeling.
"He won't hurt you unless I command him to do so, don't worry though, as long as you don't break any rules then you'll be fine" His voice sounded serious now, making you nod and slowly let go of your hoodie.
The both of you get out of the car, shutting the doors and walking over to the door as you hold onto your bag filled with things you couldn't leave behind. Favorite books, clothes, items that hold meaning and memories.
He guides you into the house and makes sure the dog known as "Sampson" doesn't scare or hurt you. All he does is smell you and look at you curiously, getting the scent of the previous dogs.
You go to what seems to be the basement with a matress on the floor next to one of the walls, the room wasn't small but it was empty, no paint, no pictures, one light, just nothing.
"It's not much but it's the only free space I have here." He mumbles just loud enough for you to hear as he stands behind you. You look around, smiling as this was the first time you actually had a room to yourself. You turn to him and shake your head, carefully putting your bag on the mattress before walking over to him and giving him a tight hug, catching him off guard as he tenses against you.
"It's perfect Mister! At least I get to sleep on a mattress for the first time!" You reply with excitement. As you pull away and start unpacking your bag, he eyes you with curiosity and caution but it softens as your words start to sink in.
"You didn't have a bed by your parents?" He asked in a surprised tone, curiosity clearly on his mind.
"My parents passed away two years after I was born. I was living with my uncle and his wife and children, they were horrible. I slept on the cold floor in my cousin's room, no pillow, just a tiny blanket." You said softly, stopping what you were doing for a moment as the memories rush back.
"So that's why you were all alone.. you were running away from them.." He replies almost as though he's making a statement.
"Yes Sir, I knew that if I didn't leave when I did, I would've died in that house... a punching bag when my uncle is drunk, a doll for my aunt when she has friends over, a toy for the cousins to break and play with but I didn't want that! I want to live.. to read, to eat proper food, to sleep on a mattress like a normal person.. to have hot water hitting my skin and not a bucket of cold water thrown on me every few days" You felt the sadness coming back but you shook it off and turned to face him, giving him a small soft smile.
"I wouldn't have met you if I didn't leave, you're so kind to someone like me even though you could've ignored me" Your words were bringing out a strange reaction out of him, his jaw clenched for a second.
"I could never ignore you, not even if I tried" His words gave you a fluttering feeling in your stomach.
"As long as you follow my rules and obey me, I promise to protect and provide for you as best as I can. But you must obey me, that is not up for discussion" His voice grew rough and dark as he told you that you needed to obey him, sending shivers throughout your body.
"Obey me and I'll make it worth your while"
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See you in the next part! ☠️🔪🔗⛓️🖤
