(( Tortured Into Love ))

19

Dark's POV

I screeched when I saw him before me the way he was.

Glass everywhere, cuts everywhere, bruises everywhere,

And blood everywhere.

I've had enough. I kicked the guard's knee, having him let go of me in pain and I turned to him, kicking back onto the ground. I turned to Anti.

Worried, I kneeled down to him. Then I heard the guard get up, then a thump. I turn to see the guard on the ground unconscious. I look up to see Wilford as the one who punched him out.

He gently took the tape off my face and took the keys from the guard and took my handcuffs off.

I rubbed my wrists. "Thanks.."

"No proble-"

"BUT WHAT THE FUCK?!"

He looked shocked and jumped back a bit. "What do you mean?"

I motioned my hands towards the unconscious Anti.

"You actually care for him?" He started to chuckle.

"He's so lovable! Why wouldn't I?!" I started to get mad.

"This pipsqueak is lovable?" He started to laugh even harder. "You really are somethin, little bro.."

"Well at least I'm not stuck in a prison."

"Yeah but your little boyfriend is-"

Then a new sound was heard.

It was growling, like Anti's, but different.

I looked to where it was coming from, seeing darkness accompanied by a glowing red eye and a glowing green eye.

Then static was added to the growling.

The weird thing is..

...the eyes were on the ceiling...

Then a new voice.

"You're really gonna get this time, Warfstache."