Chapter 6

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Dark's P.O.V

Finally... After waiting all these years, she was finally in my grasp and it's all thanks to Jackieboy and his anxiousness. He was so worried about the people at the house that he didn't think about Anti and (Y/N)'s picnic 'date'. But I had been stalking and planning my attack for just the right moment. 

I had taken a syringe from the lazy doctor at Sean's and extracted the liquid in it to run some tests until I had gotten what I wanted then put it into an empty bullet casing. I had sent someone to be a distraction to the Septiceye Household then continued with my plan. It was a shame my distraction got defeated so easily, maybe then she wouldn't be in my arms this way. It was supposed to knock him out, not make him lash out at her. But none of that matters now. "Welcome to the Markiplier Mansion, darling." I said to her, carefully letting her down. "This is now your home so please, get comfortable and feel free to introduce yourself to everyone." She nodded and looked around, uncertainty in her eyes. "Where am I sleeping?" She asked and I stood up straighter, holding my hand out to her. "In my room of course. How else will I protect you from Anti?" I grinned. Her eyes widened slightly and I frowned when she shook her head. "I'd prefer my own room..." she said timidly. "She can sleep in my room! I'm never in there!" Wilford grinned, causing me to grip her hand tightly. I quickly let go when she made a pained noise, growling to myself when I remembered that I had to keep my temper in check so she wouldn't want to leave.

All of that quickly went out the window when she asked to go back to the Septiceye household.

I couldn't help myself as I grabbed her shoulders and pushed her against the wall. "You aren't leaving. Ever. This is your home now and I won't let you go. Not after waiting this long for you. They won't come to check on you, they won't beg to see you. You don't mean anything to them, especially Anti, so you might as well give up. You are mine now, and you wanna know something even better?" I chuckled and leaned down to her ear.

"I'm the reason Anti hates you. I'm the one that shot him that day.

And no one will believe you." I growled to her and let her go, sighing when she started to cry. "I-I'm sorry... I don't know what came over me. I didn't mean it." I whispered and pulled her into my arms. "I've got some pajamas that might fit you, come on." I led her to my, no, our, room and gave her a pair of silk pajamas. "You've had a long day, get some rest." She nodded and crawled into bed, curling up under the blanket. 

When she reached for me despite the way I acted, I knew I had to make sure she never left me.

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