A Life of Chaotic Dread | Antisepticeye Encounter

Nightmares of Blood

{A/N DO NOT PLAY MUSIC UNTIL FIRST TIME SKIP. THANK YOU ~Blood}

Anti POV

It's been three weeks and no murders. Although good to have a break, I was itching to shed some blood again. Y/n was kind enough to make me a spot in the spare bed room so I had a place other than her bed or the couch to sleep and do whatever. She'd also drug me out in public to get some new clothes. (I'll be honest here, I actually enjoyed it)

Now I sat on my bed, scrolling through messages from Sean. He hasn't sent any in a few weeks and I bet he's forgotten about me. Oh well, I always had Dark- wait. No I don't. He hated me now. I groaned, flopping back and covering my face with a pillow. Why was I such a dingus?

A tapping on my door meant Y/n was home from work. I hollered at her that I was okay and still here. She tapped with an okay and went off to make food. No, she'd brought home food. I instantly sat up and opened the door, going over to her.

"I smell food, Y/n. What'd ya bring ol' Anti?" I peeked around, making her laugh.

"It's on the counter in the kitchen." she smiled, taking off her coat.

I bolted there, squealing as I spotted McDonalds bags. I searched through one and found her sandwich, taking the other. I trotted over to the couch and sat cross-legged, opening my meal.

She sat beside me, doing the same. "It sounded good and I knew you'd want some."

I nodded, my mouth full of french fries. Of course I'd want some. It's food for Christ's sake.

"Oh, and I guess you have a copy-cat." I gave her a look as she turned on the TV. The news was reporting on two more deaths in alleyways in three days. I hadn't been out in weeks. This sure wasn't me.

I swallowed, "Who tha fook?? How'd ya find out?"

"My friend at the police station. She told me about it."

"Ya didn't tell her about me, right? Livin' witcha?"

She shook her head, "Never in a thousand years, dude. Oh, how's your tick on murders coming? Any worse?"

I scoffed, "Ya think? I haven't done anythin' in weeks. I think I'm starting to go nutso again." I popped a few more fries in my mouth.

She nodded, "I would take you paint balling but I don't know how that'd go..."

"Wait, what-balling??" I almost choked on my fries.

"Paint. Paint balling. Where you go and shoot paint balls from a CO2 gun?" she smiled.

I shook my head, "No idea. Sounds fun, but I'm not good with a gun."

"Don't have to be." she took a bite from her sandwich.

I nodded, "Well, if anythin' I don't want to do much. Don't need ta snap in public."

She swallowed, "True."

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We sat in silence for a while, watching the news as we ate. A few hours later, night was falling over the skyscrapers. The sky was a vibrant pink and orange, fading into the dark blues and violets as the sun faded below the horizon. I sat on Y/n's balcony for some time, watching it. I sat alone, trying to ignore everything that was trying to break free. I had to close my eyes for a minute, a headache starting to come on.

I always had these, and it seemed they never went away. The tormentus thoughts of murder and blood made my head hurt more. I bent over, holding the sides of my head. I ended up slumping over against the rail, fighting back the dark thoughts that were clawing to escape. Soon, they subsided into a blissful ache, making me relax. A few tears streaked their way down my face, the pain having been severe enough.

I sat there for at least an hour, staring into the bright red and white lights of cars below. I finally gained enough strength to lift myself up and wander into the apartment. Y/n spotted me, rushing over.

"Anti, are you alright? You're pale..."

I looked at her through a haze, "I'm alright... jus'... need ta rest a bit..." I rubbed my temple, shambling my way into my room and closing the door.

I could hear her sigh, my body collapsing onto the bed. When my head hit the pillow, I was out like a light.

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Nightmares of shadows and devils dancing around me kept me awake in my mind. I was terrified, a vision of Y/n's throat slit making me shudder. I didn't want her dead, but my inner evils did. They begged me to do it. They needed me to. I kept screaming at them, "No. No! I won't! I can't! I won't kill her! I won't kill Y/n!" but no sound came. Instead, they laughed at me. I hated, HATED being laughed at. I slashed out at them, but they flew above my reach. I flailed again and again, but to no avail. They laughed louder. Louder. I covered my ears, screaming for them to stop. I feel to my knees as they kept growing louder. I screamed again, a voice appearing through the laughter. "Anti...." I shook my head, but it came again.

"Anti..." louder this time, clearer.

"Anti.." again.

"Anti."

"ANTI!"

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I jolted upright, gasping for breath.

"Anti, oh my God. Are you alright? You were screaming..." she had her hands on mine, her eyes filled with tears.

I realized mine were too, her arms pulling me into a hug. I let my breath settle, staring off into space. Images of her still flashed across my vision, mocking me. I knew that I'd snap, but it wouldn't be on Y/n. I would be able to live with myself. She pulled away, looking into my eyes. I looked at her as well.

"Wh-what was I s-screaming about...?" I asked, trembling slightly.

"You were saying something about 'not killing her'... How you couldn't. Anti, who were you talking to? Who is this girl you were screaming about??" she gazed into my eyes, searching for answers.

I swallowed, shaking my head, "N-no... I can't- I can't tell you. I don't want to-"

"Don't want to what? Anti, please. I want to help you!"

I broke my gaze with her, staring out the little crack in the curtains over the window. Moonlight flooded in, mixing with the orange lights of the streets. She shook my arm.

"Anti!" I snapped back to her.

"Y/n, I ... the girl is you... My mind wants to kill you."

She shook her head, "You don't have to let it-"

I roared at her, "I can't control it!" she pulled back in fear, making me realize my mistake. I reached for her, gently grabbing her hand. "I'm sorry..."

She nodded, "It's okay... Just, try to get some sleep, okay?" she let her hand slip from mine, walking out.