Don't worry, I won't Leave You again--| Antisepticeye x Reader |

Chapter 5--

{Y/N}'s POV- While walking out of the plane we saw Kitty. (Yas) Halfway down her hair was split with the bottom half dyed red and the top half is it's natural black and a black beanie. She wore a horizontal dark red and black shirt with a gold, heart shaped necklace. On her bottom half she just had jeans and black and grey converce while sitting on her face was a pair of black glassess. She was holding a sign reading: 'Sean McLoughlin-- {Y/N} {L/N}-- Septic I-Don't-Know-His-Last-Name'

We walked over to her. "Follow meeeeeee" She threw her hands in the air and started shuffling her feet towards the exit. Well, at least she picked us up.

Later..

"Kitty, this isn't Mark's house." Septic said as Kitty pulled up in the garage of  a different house. "Well, Wilford appeared half way phased through a window and got hurt so Mark's house is getting fixed. This is my house~" She walked out of her car, which was a shade of dark red, and pushed a button to close the garage and opened the door leading from her garage to her house. "I'm home! You boys aren't dead, right?!" She yelled, putting her keys on a shelf.  "Boys?! Multiple are hurt?" Sean yelled. "I thought it was just Wilford?" I said. Kitty started walking up the stairs with us trailing behind. "Well since Wilford is connected to Mark, he's getting hurt causing Dark to get hurt." We walked into the hallway, we saw a girl. She looked like Kitty but with darker colors of clothes and vibrant dark red hair with the bottom half dyed black. "Oh, forgot to mention, this is Kitten." "Sup." She said unenthusiasticly. She's just a ray of sunshine.

We walked into a room Kitty led us into, there were six sleeping bags laid on the floor like mats, each with a pillow and a glass of water. On three of the mats there was sleeping Mark, Dark and Wilford. Wilford had bloddy bandages on his arm, chest, stomach, legs and a part of his forehead. On Mark and Dark there were bruises on the places Wilford was bandaged. Sean knelt down near Mark, stairing at his bruises. He started crying. "L-Let's give him some space." Kitty said, trying to close the door. "Hey {Y/N}, how 'bout you go comfort him, we'll be downstairs." Septic said. I'm glad he trusts me, but I'm worried about Sean. I walked in, closing the door behind me. Sean stared at Mark's bare chest, the bruises sat on this chest with different shades of black, purple and blue. I sat down next to Sean, I stayed silent, trying to find the right thing to say.

Sean's POV-

I felt a tear roll of my face and onto his bare chest, he looked like he got a beating. Ta bruise on his chest was dark, reminded me of when Septic lashed out when I visited Mark and he tried to hit him with a spoon. I kept looking at his chest, watching it rise slowly as he breathed.
At least he's alive.