Bloody Painter X Reader

Chapter 17: WE! ARE! THROUGH!!

Your (POV)

Why? How? What?!? I looked at the scene as they kissed. Tears fell down my face as I pulled out my phone and sent him message.

Look out your window jackass

I watched as Helen stopped kissing Claire. He pulled out his phone and checked his message I sent him. He did as I told him. I boiled in anger and his eyes widen in fear and surprise. I wave my fingers in a goodbye signal and run to the woods behind me. I can't believe I tried to wake from a coma for nothing!

~~~~~~~~flashback~~~~~~~~
Today is the last day. I have to keep trying. I was walking through the woods, thinking about how to escape this dreamland. I reached a very familiar clearing

"I had a feeling you would remember this clearing" A familiar but distant voice said. I didn't need to turn around to know who he is

"Yeah. It's the very same clearing where Helen and I sang songs on my guitar" I say with a smile

Then I remember something

"Dude. Can I finally know your name?" I pleaded looking at him

He sighs and looks at the clearing then.....smirks

"Fight me and I'll tell you whether you win or lose" He chuckled

I shrug my shoulders and punch him in the face. He held his nose and looked at me shocked. Yep. I caught him off guard. He came to punch me but I dogded to the right. I put my hand over my necklace and said:

The hour has come
To give back time
The Creepypasta form I am
Shall be mine

I instantly changed back to my Creepypasta form. My once e/c eyes, were blood red with anger. My h/c hair was back to red as well. I let out my wings and looked at my arms. Red smoke penetrated from my skin which made me smirk. I saw I had my weapon on and I summoned my violin. I looked at my enemy to see him in a offense position. Laughing like a lunatic, I began playing the violin.....with anger. Each wave force brought him down. But not for long. He quickly came running to me and kicked me on my stomach. I grunt before pointing a finger at him and a red ball of flame hit him in the face. He fell and screamed in agony but stood up quickly. A look of burning hatred washed all over his face. A shiver or two went down my spine but I didn't care. I began playing my violin over and over. He got hit by most of the sound waves and I got hit by some of his magic. I decided to put my ice power to the test. Shooting him with ice is somewhat difficult. He dodged everyone and still is