Stuck In Another Reality? Darn.

Chapter 25.

TW: sexual assault, and extremely derogatory name calling

Right after you saw the boiling bubbles, you were abruptly thrust into another memory.

You were completely mute as you stared at him receiving his punishment, not able to believe what had just happened.

Tears were streaming down your face as you felt dirty. So incredibly dirty and disgusting. It felt like you weren't in your own body as you looked, as if you were...a ghost, separated from your own body.

You hardly even noticed that your fists were clenched so tightly that they were dripping with even more blood. Or the fact that your heart felt like it was shattering, breaking into a million pieces all at once.

You just couldn't believe that someone you had given a smidge of trust to would do something like that. You desperately didn't want to believe what had happened, but the dirty parts of you tingled and stung.

Your fault.
Your fault.
It was all your fault.

Such a careless person you are.

Quite the satisfaction his death gave you though.

You were frozen in place as you stared into the pot, Sara only noticing your presence just now. She smiled and started to beckon you towards her when she noted something was wrong.

"[Name]...?" She gingerly tried to poke you out of your delirium, but to no avail. She frowned and moved to shaking you gently, not knowing what was happening.

While you were still sinking- no, drowning at this point.

"For Sister's sake...I've killed many! To send her 100 friends! They were all wonderful people! Worthy of being Sister's friends!" You blinked, completely dumbfounded- also, ignoring the sounds of confusion happening around you.

"Sister is very happy....Yes, thanks to you, I am not lonely." Sharp amber eyes shifted over to you, and you sweated before stepping further away from the podium. This look he was giving you, something about it felt off.

"Though...it is such a pity that you couldn't get me the one you promised me." You raised an eyebrow, confused at whatever this person was saying. Not to mention, why he was glancing only at you with his lipstick now showing.

He hummed, now looking at you with his mask pulled up before answering. "For that, I apologize. Would a kiss suffice?" Your eyes darted to the elevator, feeling like you were being preyed upon; you hated the feeling, as you knew it too well.

"I suppose." You didn't understand what was happening, but you just knew that you had to run. It was then that you bolted for the elevator, trembling as you felt his prying eyes on you.

Too late.

You felt a slight breeze before a bandaged hand roughly grasped onto your elbow, a yelp emerging as you were suddenly pulled backwards into a chest. "What the hell are you doing?! Let go!"

The words had bursted from you immediately, you were so incredibly scared. Were you going to die? Right here? In front of your friends and (ex?) boyfriend?

His mask was covering his face, but you saw an absolutely terrifying look after he had twisted you around. "I apologize, but Sister was interested in you from the very start. I merely want to fulfill her wishes."

He pulled down his mask, made you look at him, and forcibly connected your lips to his. You were frozen where you stood, your mind going a million miles an hour and drowning out the rest of the noise you could hear.