Who's in control here?

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Jack felt like he was going to throw up, his head was spinning and he felt like his skin was on fire.

See, the thing about having a demon inside you is that you can never tell when they're going to suddenly want out and when they do, you have to endure a shit ton of pain. Your body morphing and changing, your consciousness slowly slipping away from you.

Jack could feel his bones scraping together. He winced and stumbled his way over to the bathroom, making sure to lock the door. 

He gripped the sides of the sink until his knuckles turned white, trying to concentrate on not being sick. Jack didn't dare look at the mirror across from him, knowing full well what he would see in the reflection.

 His head was ringing and he could hear a slight whisper at the back of his mind.

"Fucking pussy."  The voice called out to him, Jack winced, panting. 

He was going to throw up he was going to throw up, the dull pain in his jaw made him feel sick. Jack could feel his canine teeth begin to grow in size, It felt like someone was drilling a hole into his gums.

"Can't even handle a little pain, can you? Pathetic."

Jack felt his stomach lurch after hearing the voice a second time and bent over the sink. He closed his eyes and vomited down the drain. Choking and spitting until it was all gone from his system. 

"Look at the fucking mess you've made."  The voice chuckled darkly, sending a shiver down Jacks spine.

He opened his eyes only to reel back in shock. The sink was covered in black sludge. Surely he couldn't have....

Jack wiped his mouth with  his hand, staring down at the inky substance coating his palm. He wanted to scream, he wanted to badly to be free from this torment. 

"Wh-..." Jack tried to speak but his throat felt dry and raw. "What..the fuck do you want from me?" 

He heard the voice chuckle again.

"Do you know how fucking exhausting it is to live in the back of your mind? Do you know what it's like to watch you go about your shitty life day after day after day without being able to do anything about it? Well.....I've decided.."

Jack felt his eyes go blurry as a sharp pain shot through his head, he slipped from the sink and fell to the floor, landing harshly on his back.

"To make a change....."

Jack felt like his eyes were going to pop out of their sockets, he cried out as his mind faded to black.

Anti got up off the ground, looking at himself in the mirror and smiling as if he was the handsomest thing on planet earth. 

Both of his eyes were now an inky black and his skin was a sickly shade of grey. His teeth were now pointed and looked like they could rip flesh off bones. Anti smiled at the thought.

"Oh, we're going to have some fun, aren't we?" He grinned.

"Good job locking the bathroom door, Jack. Very smart boy.." 

He made his way over to the door and paused before kicking it in, knocking it off its hinges.

"..feels so good to finally be out, do you know how long it's been since I was free to do whatever the hell I wanted?" Anti could feel Jack screaming at him from the back of his mind.

"Don't worry now, Jack. I'll leave your body in good condition once I'm finished..." He made his way over to Jacks kitchen drawers, searching for a while before pulling out a sharp kitchen knife.

"As for everyone else? Well...Lets just say I have some work to do."

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*Que edgy music*

Anyway, I really like writing Antisepticeye stuff, this is my second fanfic on Wattpad including him, my first being the series that I'm writing about him. Want me to do more? Leave a comment, ask me requests I'd love to know your feedback!

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