"Who... Who are you?" My heart literally stopped. Ok, not literally but the pain I felt was real. I slowly let my hand drop and Anti frowned as he slowly sat up.
"You... You don't know me?" He tilted his head slightly giving me this confused look before smiling sadly.
"Should I?" I just felt... broken. I stood up feeling the burning in my throat that told me I was going to cry. I wasn't... I wouldn't let myself. Henrik just stood there stunned.
"Why would he lock the door?" Anti narrowed his eye as the doctor muttered to himself. "Why would he willingly forget everything?"
"Does it matter, Doc?" My voice was quiet as I just stared down at the man sitting on the couch. My heart broke for him... broke for me. I cared for him. I was finally getting to see him for who he was. I was seeing the pain. I... I was getting attached. And I lost him... I lost my friend. Anti glanced over at me with this look of confusion as I shook myself from my thoughts. "Someone's going to have to tell Jack about this."
"You're right but I'm concerned about Anti."
"Don't be." Anti jumped up and stretched with a smile on his face. "I'm good. Although confused. Why am I here and... seriously who are you people?"
"Wait, you remember your name?" I rolled my eyes as Henrik stared Anti down like some sort of test subject. It pissed me off. "You didn't before."
"Didn't what before?" Anti dropped his arms looking between us with this innocent look that Greyson gives me every time he's a bit lost. He shook himself from his thoughts and pointed at Henrik a little sassily. "You never did answer my questions." He put his hands on his hips sticking his tongue out at the doctor. He was acting like a hyperactive child.
"I am Dr. Henrik VonShneeple..."
"SCHNEEP!" Anti yelled cutting the doctor off and I frowned. "Your names to long. I'll just call you Schneep." He glanced over at me and I sighed turning around to leave. I started for the door when I felt the first tear actually fall. I guess I was going to cry. "Did... Did I do something to upset you?"
"Chase..." I paused as my hand touched to cool metal and I held back the sobs. "... are you going to be ok?"
"I'm fine." I just stared at the door refusing to turn and look at the man that forgot me. "I'm going to inform Jack." I left the room and slowly closed the door. The moment I heard it latch I broke down. I... I didn't know how to feel. I felt hurt. But, I also felt bad. I felt bad that he felt he had to forget. I felt bad because he was hurting so much he just wanted it to all go away. I... I felt betrayed... and made me feel guilty. Why should I feel betrayed? Why should I feel hurt when he was the one that was suffering? I didn't have the right to. But... I still did. He willingly forgot me. Which means... I must not have been as important to him as he was to me.
No... I can't turn this around on me. He was hurting. I don't mean shit in regards to that. I don't even know what Anti was talking about. Who was he saying Sam would have to be willing to forget? Why does it matter? Why... Why do I feel betrayed?
"Dad?" I looked up to see Trey sitting at the table, staring up at me and I frowned. He set his craft down as he started to get up. I just shook my head. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing. I'm fine." I shot him a sad smile and he just narrowed his eyes.
"That's the same lie Anti was saying. What is wrong?" I frowned as I slowly sat down. Anti's unfinished car sat in the middle of the table waiting to be completed. He'll never actually get to it. He'll never be the one to finish it because he does remember it. He won't even remember Greyson. "Dad, your crying."
"Chase?" Jack had stopped what he was doing to and I sighed wiping the tears away.
"I'm good. Sorry, its... It's not me. I promise." Jacks eyes went dark as I reached out towards the paper and Trey slapped my hand away. I just shot him a confused look as he glared at me.
"I'm leaving that for Anti." I just looked away as he went back to his own craft. "I know he asked me to finish it but Greyson was really looking forward to Anti doing it. So... I left it for him."
"Anti... Anti won't be..." He paused for a minute looking back at me with concerned eyes. I just smiled sadly as I looked over at Jack. "That's actually why I came out here, Jack. Something happened while in the session." Jack's eyes went wide and I could see the fear in him. "Anti forgot..." His face went pale as I looked down at the table. "...everything again."
"He what?" Trey's voice went a little quiet as Jack just sat there in shock. I just frowned picking up my own paper. I'll make Grey a car... maybe... maybe that would be good enough for him. "How could he just forget..."
"Was it the spell again?" I shook my head as I grabbed a pair of scissors and Jacks eyes went dark.
"He made the choice to forget willingly. He... He locked his own memories away Jack." I could feel myself breaking as I just stared at the blue paper in my hand. "Jack... Anti, he..." I took a deep breath again as I started to cut the paper. "He's not..."
"Not what?" I frowned as everyone looked over at him. I didn't. I knew that was his voice. I just didn't feel up to seeing him right now. "I get the feeling I upset you."
"Do you remember me?" Trey's voice was shaky and I looked up to see him nearly in tears.
"No... I'm sorry." Trey jumped up and ran off before I could even stop him. I watched as he ran right past Anti, who watched with this sad look in his eyes. "Sean... who... who was that?"
"That was my son." He tensed up as I stood up. He glanced over at me with a neutral expression and I could feel the anger building. Hurting me is one thing... but hurting my kids... "I see you can remember Jack."
"He's my creator." I narrowed my eyes as Jack looked between us. "Oh boy..." Anti rubbed his neck awkwardly as he stared at the ground sadly. "I've... fucked up something... haven't I? I mean Schneeps been asking me all these questions and you're pissed behind belief..."
"Anti?" I tensed up seeing Greyson walk out of the kitchen. He walked over to the glitchy demon with this look in his eyes and Anti narrowed his. "Finish... car now?"
"Sorry, bud." I called out as I picked him up. Anti just watched with this neutral look in his eyes. "Anti won't be able to."
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Game Over ~AntiAverage
Fiksi Penggemar(~The cover took WAY to long to make lol~) (Ok warning... Anti does not have DID or anything like it. This book does not portray DID or anything else correctly in anyway as he DOES NOT have it. It does says he has an alternate personality ( or corre...
