Enjoy Your Stay...(x Reader)

Chapter 9

Crying for hours on end wasn't something I imagined I'd be doing, but here I am. My cheeks were stained with old and fresh tears that kept pouring out, my (e/c) eyes were red and puffy with a mixture of dark bags under my eyes. I haven't slept in days, haven't eaten in days for that matter. I couldn't knowing Mark and Jack were in danger, and it's all because of me. They were somewhere with Anti and Dark, possibly Wilford too, dragging them in a place they didn't want to be at. I'm praying they're okay. None of this wouldn't have happened if I hadn't been so fucking curious! I cried more into my sleeves, rocking back and forth on the floor. The last tear that rolled down my pale cheek was the last one.

I wiped it away, feeling anger boil inside of me, my blood becoming pure lava thinking about what they could do to Mark and Jack. I knew I had to save them because of my mess. I sniffled, stood up, and walked up the basement steps, kicking the door down and shattered it to bits. "Now, I'm pissed," I growled and stomped right for the kitchen, grabbing the sharpest of knives I could find. I yanked open the front door, quickly backing away. "Ah! Son of a Bitch!" I yelled in pain. "Those bastards put electricity around the door!"

That's when I quickly walked to everything I saw; from doors to windows, everything. It was all wired with electricity. "Goddammit!" I cursed and kicked the wall, creating a hole in it. "There's gotta be a way to where I can unhook all of this, allowing me to escape," I said and looked around the entire house for anything. But finally, after a while of searching, I found a switch to turn off the power of the house. "Aha! Now that the power is out, it's my chance to get the hell out of here and find my brother and friend!" I said with determination in my voice and bolted down the stairs, heading straight for the front door.

Anti's Point of View

"Alright, they're tied up," I announced to Wilford. He smiled and twirled his sickeningly pink mustache. "Good, now all we need is (Y/N) to show up, fall for the bait and bam! We trapped her!" Wilford laughed evilly and deep. That's when Dark came running in, causing my somewhat big ears to perk up.

"Guys, we have a problem!"

"What is it, Dark?"

"It's (Y/N). She's escaped, and is coming here now."

"Good. That's what we wanted, right?"

"Well, yeah, but-"

"You're not falling for her, are you Dark?"

"...No, but-"

"I've heard enough. Be gone, Dark."

He nodded and walked off, causing me to follow him close behind. "Dark!" I called out. He kept walking, not even listening to me. "DARK!" I yelled even louder this time, finally getting his attention.

"What Anti?" He growled.

"Do you like her?" I blurted out.

His face went red in the light of dawn. "I- I don't know, okay?" He stuttered. "I'm hoping I don't." I looked at him with a confused expression. "Why?" I asked. He sighed and looked me straight in my eyes. "I shouldn't have a crush on her! If she's Mark's little sister, then-" He stopped, leaving me with no proper answer. "She counts as your sister too, huh?" He nodded and went red again. "Yeah," He said quietly. "It's not fair though Anti."

"Huh?"

"I can't like her because she basically counts as my sister, but you can because you have no relation to her whatsoever."

"I mean--"

"And I know you like her. You have since the first day we captured her!"

"Well, yeah, but--"

"God, what have I become?"

"Dark, listen. (Y/N) doesn't like us. We had this conversation long fuckin' time ago. She'll only go for the Good Guys, not us. We Bad Guys just sit in the shadows, watching the girl we love, fall in love with the good side."

My Point of View

I raised an eyebrow at the pink and green-haired boys. Then, I finally came out from behind the tree. "You guys think that way about me, still?" I asked walking closer to them. Both of their heads turned my way and none spoke. "You know it can't happen," I informed. They looked away, as if in shame.

"Guys--"

"We know, okay? You don't need to keep reminding us that we're not worth it!" Anti jumped in.

"No, no. It's not that," I assured them.

"Then what is it?"

"I have to destroy you both, all three of you actually," I frowned, finally realizing I was being nice. Their eyes widened at me. "I don't want to," I started, "but I have to, for Mark and Jack's sake." That's when I raised the knife in my hands and dragged it down, liquid splattering on my face and hands. I sighed, knowing damn well what I did, and dropped the bloody knife, racing toward Mark and Jack. Wilford was no longer around, at least not that I knew of. He must've vanished when I killed Dark and Anti. The thought rose in my head as I untied Mark and Jack, earning hugs from both of them. "(Y/N)! You did it! You saved us and set us free!" Mark exclaimed and hugged me tighter. I did, but I'm not proud of how I saved you two. I'm a monster, and I did a terrible thing. Wow, never thought I'd feel guilty for something.