Game Over ~AntiAverage

20. Anti

YOU GAVE IT BACK TO HIM?! I groaned feeling the headache start up again. I always seem to have one. Whatever happened to the other voice? I could use it TO SHUT YOU UP! Oh, how cold of you. I can't believe you actually gave it back. I was pacing the floor of my room going back and forth over all the memories I happened to regain. They... They weren't good ones.

"I had too, Anti." Oh, shut up. The room was spinning slightly as my frazzle and split mind tried to sift through the toxic reality that was my past. You didn't have to do anything. You chose to. The kid simple asked you a question. The snot-nosed... "His name is Trey. Fuck off." The floor seemed to shift under me and I fell against the bed crying out as my side hit the edge. Jesus, you need to watch out. I pushed my self up and slowly lifted my shirt to see this nasty ass bruise and I frowned. Don't you wish you actually put the ice on it? 

"That wouldn't have done anything but help the swelling go down." I groaned letting my shirt fall as I laid back staring up at the ceiling. Still. You went through the trouble of getting the ice but never actually used it. You just unpacked and went to sleep. "So?" You had a nightmare about... "Don't Fucking Say It!" I growled and rolled over on to my side. You can't deny the memory, Sam. It's just fact. It happened. Get Over It. You even gave the fucking hat back. 

"Don't talk to me like you didn't want to either, Asshole..." Someone cleared their throat and I jumped instantly regretting it as pain shot up my side. I didn't even bother to move. I didn't care. I just wanted to... Don't bother finishing that sentence, Sam. You always get like this when having a depressive episode.

"Sam?" It was Chase. My chest tightened as the tears already started to build.

"G-Go away Chase." I hugged my pillow tightly pressing my face hard against it till I couldn't breathe and I could hear Chase sigh. He placed something on the nightstand and sat beside me on the bed. I couldn't hold back the tears. I could hear Anti groan in annoyance. I can only imagine what he's thinking... I'm thinking you're being a fucking baby. But... It's not your fault. This shit happens. Pretty soft considering who's taking, Anti. Shut the fuck up moron.

"Sam..." I tried to say go away again but the pillow made it all muffled. "Can you even breathe?" I shook my head no and he pulled the pillow away. I just glared at him. I don't need to breathe. I can't die fucker. Which sucks a bit cuz right now that all I want to do. Dark... So? "Sam, what's..." I just rolled over again ignoring him. I really didn't feel like anything but crying and sleeping and... Dying? Yes, Anti. I fell like shit. It'll pass eventually. Doesn't feel like it. It never does.

"Can I just be left alone?" That isn't a good idea. Nobody asked you so it doesn't matter. Chase just laid down beside me making have to look at him and I frowned. You could just roll over again. I'm too tired. "What are you doing?"

"I'm joining you." He gave me this smile and I just looked away causing his smile to falter. "What's going on with you?"

"I'm..."

"Do not say you're fine because that's a cop out." His eyes flashed and I frowned. "I should know. I said the same thing over and over again until even I started to believe the lie."

"It's not a lie. I'm fine. Or..." His eyes darkened as I pulled the pillow back into me like a child holding a stuffy. "...I will be." I was gonna roll over again when that familiar yank pulled me back into the black and I jumped up to a sitting position so fast my head spun.

"D̷a̸m̵n̵ ̵i̴t̸,̴ ̴S̸a̴m̷.̸ ̵J̶u̸s̶t̶ ̴f̸u̷c̷k̶i̴n̴g̴ ̸t̸a̶l̵k̷ ̴t̴o̷ ̶s̷o̵m̷e̸o̷n̵e̵.̸" I rolled my eyes as Anti sat there clearly pissed at me. I couldn't even if I wanted to... You took control, asshole. "M̸o̶r̵o̵n̶.̸"

"Anti?" He looked over to see Chase slowly sitting up giving us a concerned look and I scoffed. There's no point being concerned. I'm fine.

"B̷u̷t̶ ̴y̸o̵u̶ ̷a̴r̷e̵n̸'̵t̴,̶ ̶S̸a̶m̵.̵" Chases eyes went dark as Anti just crossed his arms shaking his head in disbelief. "I̸f̴ ̷t̵h̸i̸n̵g̶s̴ ̷k̶e̸e̷p̵ ̶u̷p̸ ̷l̸i̷k̵e̶ ̷t̸h̴i̸s̷ ̷y̸o̵u̷'̴r̴e̷ ̶g̶o̸n̶n̵a̷ ̸o̷p̴e̶n̶ ̷t̵h̷a̶t̷ ̷c̷u̵t̶ ̶o̶f̴ ̷y̶o̵u̶r̷s̵ ̵s̸o̸ ̶b̶a̵d̷ ̴i̶t̵ ̸w̵o̸n̷'̴t̴ ̴e̴v̶e̸r̶ ̷c̸l̴o̵s̷e̴.̷" And that's bad how? Anti's eyes just went wide in shock. "S̷e̶r̵i̸o̸u̷s̶l̵y̵?̵ ̸D̸i̵d̷ ̶y̵o̶u̷ ̶j̵u̶s̵t̷ ̷s̴e̶r̷i̸o̵u̷s̶l̶y̶ ̶a̸s̶k̷ ̷m̷e̴.̵.̷.̴ ̸D̷u̸d̶e̸ ̸a̴r̵e̸ ̷y̷o̴u̵ ̸t̵h̸a̴t̶ ̷f̶a̴r̸ ̸d̴o̶w̷n̸ ̵t̵h̸e̶ ̶r̶a̷b̵b̴i̸t̶ ̶h̵o̶l̵e̶?̵"

"Anti, what is going on?"

"Y̷o̶u̷r̵ ̷b̵o̵y̴'̷s̸ ̴h̷a̸v̵i̷n̸g̵ ̶a̶n̷ ̶e̴p̴i̵s̴o̵d̸e̶ ̸a̸n̴d̶ ̶h̸e̶ ̶w̷o̶n̵'̸t̶ ̸t̶a̷l̴k̶ ̸a̷b̴o̶u̵t̴ ̶i̷t̴.̸" Chases eyes went wide and I mentally slapped Anti. Ouchie, that totally hurt me. FUCK YOU! What the fuck was that about calling me his boy? "W̷e̵l̶l̸,̸ ̷a̵r̷e̶n̴'̷t̵ ̷y̷o̸u̴?̸" NO! Anti just sighed and rolled his eyes. "Y̷o̶u̷ ̷n̸e̷e̸d̶ ̷t̸o̵ ̶t̶a̸l̶k̵ ̶t̴o̷ ̵s̷o̴m̶e̵o̵n̸e̷,̶ ̸S̶a̶m̷.̴ ̶T̴h̵i̸s̵ ̶e̶p̶i̵s̴o̴d̷e̷ ̵i̴s̷ ̴g̴e̵t̵t̵i̴n̶g̷ ̶o̶u̸t̵ ̸o̶f̵ ̴h̷a̴n̷d̵.̵" You said this was normal. Which means I must have had these episodes plenty of times before and I was fine then. "Y̶O̴U̴ ̸W̶O̵U̵L̷D̶ ̸A̷T̴T̶A̵C̷K̴ ̷T̷H̸E̴ ̷E̷G̴O̶'̸S̴ ̵J̷U̸S̵T̷ ̶S̸O̷ ̸T̶H̴E̶Y̴ ̵C̵O̴U̶L̸D̶ ̸K̶I̶C̴K̷ ̴Y̴O̴U̷R̷ ̵A̵S̸S̴!̵" Chase froze up and I took back control so fucking fast, I nearly fell off the bed.

"Y-You remember it all don't you?" My voice was shaky and quiet. I could see the horrified expression on Chase's face but I really didn't care right now. "Anti, answer me. You..." Yes. Ok? I never lost my memories. I just... I just pretended. I'm a personality, Sam. A voice in your head. I'm not a 'consciousness' like you are. Whatever their spell was it didn't affect me. "You mean to tell me..."

"What did he mean by that, Sam?" I froze and looked over at Chase to see him gripping the covers tightly in his fists. He was shaking and I frowned.

"I don't know." He got this look of disbelief and I freaked out. "I DON'T REMEMBER ANYTHING!" I practically pushed him out of the room as he just stared at me in total shock. "Just leave me the hell alone, Chase." I slammed the door in his face and locked it before sliding down to my knees. I felt utterly hollow. "I don't... I don't think I want to remember."

I don't think you have a choice.