Chapter 4

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I climbed onto my bed, my mind filling with thoughts of what just happened. I was tired after everything, I closed my eyes and the world around me went dark. I heard a fist slam on my door and a voice screaming my name, which shot me out of my calm, relaxed state.

"You know, I do have a doorknob you don't need to kick the door down!" I yell sarcastically.

Right after those words my door flies open hitting the wall, causing me to sit up quickly.

"God damn, what is your deal, Andy?" I said with wide eyes staring at his annoyed face.

"What's my deal?! I'm not stupid Onyx, I figured out that was you back there! I went along with your silly games to find out what you were up to but, I didn't think you would say something like that!" He yelled, his face red with anger.

What have I done... If I've learned anything, never piss a reaper off.

"I- Well... Uh... Just... Y-you know..." I stuttered out, I didn't know what to say.

"Don't act like that wasn't you!" He yelled,

pointing to the hoodie lying on my desk, I didn't do the best job cleaning up...

"I'm sorry okay!" Was all I could scream.

It wasn't nearly the best thing I could say but it was all that came out of my mouth. By now I was standing up, my face also red. Me and Andy haven't got in a screaming fight like this in a long time...

Before I knew it Andy was next to me, his hand around my arm, which really hurt from how tight his grip was. Everything around us blacked out, my bed, desk, everything from my bedroom being consumed by the darkness.

Before I knew it we were in Andy's world, I fell to my knees from dizziness, trying to rid of myself of this awful headache. When I finally calmed down a bit I looked around, taking in the room around me. The walls were covered in blood, skulls laid across the floor and it was so dark you could hardly see, but thanks to my reaper vision I could see fine.

I stared at the scene around me in horror... I didn't know Andy would make something like this...

"Isn't it just great?" He said in an annoyed tone, pushing me a bit.

I pulled myself up and looked at Andy hoping this wouldn't go to where I feared it would... I wasn't scared of him... I was scared of what has become of him.

"Andy... This isn't you... Listen to me Andrew! Don't do something you'll regret." I screamed looking at his glowing red, bloodshot eyes. His pitch black hair was covering his face but in a way that I could still see it well. It casted a dark shadow over his eyes and nose, his smirk the only thing lit up besides his eyes.

"Why would you care if 'this isn't me'? You clearly think I don't care for you so, why would I matter to you?" He asked, his eyes glowing more and more with every word.

"Because I care about you, Andrew! Please snap out of this state! I'm sorry I upset you!" I yelled loudly, even though he was only feet away from me.

"Do you fear me, Onyx?" He questioned me, as a smile went across his face. Fangs slowly started forming and my eyes widened, realizing what I feared was going to happen, was happening.

I started backing up, not taking my eyes off of Andy. I was stopped by a wall hitting my back, I knew I couldn't die but I sure as hell could be hurt. I knew things were going to hell when his eyes started turning black and leather wings broke their way out from his back, my eyes got big staring at Andy. I knew this was bad... But not this bad.

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