Worlds Collide: Multiverse of Y/N

Chapter 5 • Sense (LB)

❥Warning:
Includes strong language, blood and death.

-Y/N's POV (London Boy)-
I breathed heavily in fear while staring at Dante.

Him and I weren't supposed to meet in this new timeline that Dream created. I wasn't supposed to be involved in the business at all.

So why the hell is he here right now?!

DANTE:
"I'm sorry he wasn't kind to you. Here," He reached his hand out to help me up.

When he opened his hand, I flinched while wincing, staring at him with widened eyes.

DANTE:
"Damn, he must've done a number on you." He frowned while staring at an unconscious Lucas, "I would go before he wakes up."

I quickly nodded while standing up, eyeing Lucas.

DANTE:
"I could walk you home if you'd like, just in case he comes back."

Y/N:
"N—No it's okay, thank you—" My hands started shaking as I ran away from them, as fast as I could from the scene.

The whole time my boots were clunking across the cold concrete, I couldn't control my breathing nor my anxiety.

Right when I turned the corner to get to my house nearby, I was grabbed by the arms by someone, making my breathing pick up even more.

I turned around and met eyes with Russ.

RUSS:
"Hello Y/N..." He spoke lowly while narrowing his eyes at me.

"How does he know me?!" I yelled in my head.

RUSS:
"I need you to come with me."

I swallowed hard while clenching my jaw.

Y/N:
"I don't think so...things were supposed to be different this time, and they're gonna stay different." I slammed my foot down on his foot, making him groan and let go of me.

Now, I used all of my strength to run as fast as I could, looking behind me at him, making my hair go flying everywhere.

Once I ran nearby a tall bush, I got slammed in the head with the side of a gun. I shrieked and collapsed, my body rolling a few times until I was on my hands and knees.

Soon, I felt myself bleeding on my temple, the blood fell down fast.

That hit made my vision get blurrier. I slowly lifted my head up to see Dante holding the gun, all while looking down at me with a frown.

DANTE:
"I'm sorry, darling..."

Instead of looking evil, he looked genuinely sad, like he was sorry for me. My eyebrows squished together as I frowned at him.

After a few moments, I rested my head down on the grass while releasing a breath, falling unconscious due to my temple wound.

•••••

Slowly, I regained consciousness.

My eyes opened and right away, I recognized the warehouse, Russ' warehouse. Then, my head shot down to see myself tied up with rope in a wooden chair, making my breathing pick up once again in fear for myself.

I was panicking, panicking bad.

DANTE:
"I'm sorry, Y/N..." His voice captured my attention.

I shot my head up to see Dante standing across from me.

Y/N:
"How do you know who I am?? I changed everything—" My voice cracked as I frowned, "We weren't supposed to meet again..."

Dante's brows furrowed together, being confused as to what I was talking about.