Silent night (antisepticeye and Darkiplier)

Tag

Michelle's POV:

My head is pounding as my eyes flutter open but I still can't see anything. I tried to remove the bag but my hands were strapped to my sides. I tried to sit up but my chest and legs were strapped down... what the hell is happening, the last thing i remember was Mark and I's date... wait Mark? Sudden memories of Being tied to a chair and being cut and tortured filled my brain but it was... Sean and Mark doing to me with black contacts in. What type of people am I surrounding my self with before the accident?

Suddenly I felt a hand trail down my side, sending a shiver down my spine. "Finally you're awake." I heard Sean say to me. Suddenly the sack was lifted over my head, I was blinded by the bright lights. I tried to move my hand and shield my eyes but all i could do was wince and clench my eyes closed.

I heard a deep laugh from behind me but the light was still bright. I kept my blue eyes slanted so I could some what see. "Is it a little bright... darling?" Mark asked as I walked around, he had a knife in his hands and was twirling it under his finger tips.

I had the sudden sence od De ja vu. I could have sworn I have seen this before. Have they done this to me before... AND I WAS DATING ONE OF THEM IF NOT BOTH! "What is happing?" I begged. I am beyond terrified.

They shared a look and began to laugh. "You know your sister was right. We are dangerous..." Sean said with a smirk. His black eyes falling on my small figure. I felt like I wanted to take my boobs off and stick them in my pocket because he is staring right at them. I shuffled awkwardly... perv.

Sean's POV:

God. This is sick, I can feel my stomach doing backflips seeing Michelle strapped to that chair. It was sort of like a dentists chair that you would find in a horror movie. THe look she gave me, well, Jack, was enough to break my heart. In the last 24 hours, Dark and Jack have caused her so much pain, and tthe worse part was that she thought it was Mark and I.

Michelle glared at me then turned her attention to Dark and then back to me... "What are you going to do?" she asked. I could hear the shaking in her voice.

I don't want to watch this... but I know that I am being forced. I can see everything through Jack's eyes, WHICH ARE MINE THANK YOU! Dark chuckled. "I know what I want to do." He said placing an hand on her thigh, a little closer than comforting I'm sure. She shuffled trying to get away from his hand.

Jack just laughed as he walked around the chair. "You see the problem is... we are kind of" He paused. "Insane." I forgot that they are still trying to be Mark and I. Telling Michelle that they were demons would just make her laugh. No one in their right mind would believe that.

Michelle slightly huffed. "Really? I didn't notice." Both Jack and I smiled. His an evil cunning smirk, mine a loving smile. Even after everything she could still throw sarcasam.

Dark laughed. "Well sweet cheeks." He said tracing a shape with the knife without breaking the skin on her stomach. "You see. We are playing a game of tag... and at the moment... we are it." He said with an evil grin as he looks her up and down. The look Dark was giving her made me want to throw up. It made me feel dirty and I wasn't even over there.

She groaned. "What type of sick and twisted game is this?" Michelle growled. She was right. It is sick and twisted. God where the hell is Hannah. These guys are going to kill her if she isn't careful. How is this going to work of god. I should have tried harder to stop Jack.

Speak of the devil, he ran his hand through her soft black hair. "One I thought that you would never have to be a part of." He said. What a fucking liar.

Michelle whipped her head around to glare at him. "Shut up!" She yelled, she was ovbiously done with all of this.

I felt the smirk on my face. "Oh come on hun. Lets just play a game!" He said suddenly slapping her across the face.

I felt my whole body tense up as i heard her slghtly cry in pain. "Fine..." No, no no, Michelle don't you dare. "How do I play?" She asked glaring at Dark and I.

Jack and Dark shared a look. and both clasped one hand on Michelle's shoulder and leaning in to one ear. Oh no what have you gotten yourself into Michelle. "Tag, you're it." They both whispered into her ears as I felt a gigantic weight lifted off my shoulders and my vision start to fade as I hit the ground, Mark following soon after.

Michelle's POV:

These sick demented freaks, what the hell is happening? "How do I play?" I asked as I glared at them. They both placed their hands on my shoulders.

Mark on my right, Sean on my left they both leaned in and whispered in my ear with twisted evil smirks. "Tag, you're it." As soon as the words left their lips. I felt in almost burn in my shoulders where their hands were. I felt as if an evil energy was passing through me... i started to fade i could tell. What is that thing that army people do when they feel like they are getting brain washed or something. okay hold on

My name is Michelle Styles.

I could feel my self fading even further

My name is Michelle Styles and I am 18 years old.

My head is pounding... Oh my god.

My name is Michelle Styles... and I remember everything.

(Hey guys sorry this chapter is a little short and it took so long for me to update i was in a whole and couldn't think of anything... I am hopefully going to finish this soon and thinking about a sequel but I really don't know. Let me know what you thing about a sequel and such. Thanks for your patience and yes i realize it is 3 in the morning. And THANK YOU guys so much for 300 views like holy cow. I thought this wasn't going to get over ten in the beginning so thanks guys it means so much to me thank you thank you thank you!)