Wrong Choice (Darkiplier x Reader)

𝟏𝟑 - 𝐄𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝

you look like my next mistake

love's a game

wanna play?

♔Y/N's POV♔

How many days have I been here held against my will? I lost count. I just wanna wake from this nightmare. Wake up. Wake up. Wake up. Wake up. Wake up. Wake up. Wake up. Wake up. Wake up.

Opening my eyes, I saw a shadow appear in front of me in my glass prison. Oh... It's you.

"I will teach you a lesson myself..." Dark said before taking my hand. Whatever. At this point, I didn't care. I wanted to be anywhere besides this dark, isolating place.

He let go of my hand, walking around me as if I was prey to him, "Nice to meet you, where you been." Dark's singing voice was so silky and hypnotizing; I was completely under his spell.

He placed his hands on my shoulders, "I could show you incredible things." The images of Hell, the sea, and the sky appeared in these clouds that appeared in front of me. Hell looked like it was on fire, tying people to chains and torturing them.

"Magic!" Dark sang, dark particles flying out of his hands as he took them off of me. I stared at him in wonder at how the fuck he was like this. Like okay? Have a musical number out of nowhere I guess since we're in a book.

"Madness!" Dark snapped his fingers and I saw a vision that he had placed in my mind: Wilford stabbing someone to death. I gasped, surprised at how animalistic and unhinged he looked. He wiped the blood off of his face and looked at me through the cloud. A sinister smile.

Dark snapped,  the image disappearing. "Heaven!" He snapped. What I saw before my eyes was him and I... Dancing, of all things, in a beautiful golden ballroom surrounded by a cheering crowd. I was in a black ball gown with golden trimmings around the edges. Dark was in his normal black suit, but his hair was slicked back and he had a white rose pinned to his chest.

Tch. In his dreams.

"Sin!" Dark sang, an apparition of him ripping his shirt off appeared. I gave it a disgusted look and smacked it away, the figure disappearing into black cloudy smoke. 

He started walking towards me and backed me up into the wall of the glass as I tried to get away from him, pinning me, "Saw you there and I thought," Dark grabbed my face. "Oh my god, look at that face!"

I shed a tear. I just wanted to wake up from this fucking nightmare I was trapped in.

"You look like my next mistake," Dark smirked. Disgusting.

He snapped his fingers, getting me out of the glass cage. Things just seemed to get worst since I was sitting across from him. The table was adorned with a black and white chessboard. Dark grabbed a black piece, knocking over a white one on the other side, "Love's a game. Wanna play?"

"New money, suit, and tie," Dark sang as money ran down from the ceiling as he adjusted his suit, eyeing me. He snapped, holding out a magazine in front of me, flipping through pictures of me, "I can read you like a magazine."

Dark slammed it in front of me, causing me to jump from the sudden loud noise. He traced my jawline, digging his finger into my chin as he admired my (S/C) face, "Ain't it funny rumors fly and I know you heard about me!"