It Will Be Okay, Y/n. {Finished}

Twenty One

(D/A/M): Dark/Anti/Mad

(M/J/P): Mark/Jack/Pewds

(J/P): Jack/Pewds
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This is (D/A/M) talking

This is (M/J/P) talking
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(Author's P.O.V.)

  "And that's what happened." (M/J/P) explained to the others.

  "So, you made a bet with (D/A/M), your counterpart, and fucking lost?" Bob questioned.

  (M/J/P) nodded, tears pouring from his eyes. They were sitting on (J/P)'s couch trying to comfort (M/J/P). They knew the surprise he was going to give Y/n for Christmas and were excited but after what just happened, they don't think they'll ever be able to get her back until after a month.

  "Where do you think (D/A/M) took her?" Mark asked.

  "Fuck I don't know!" Jack said.

  "We gotta find her quickly." Pewds said.

((M/J/P)'s P.O.V.)

  I fucked everything up. Of all the things I've messed up, I've messed up my chance to make her feel better. Y/n told me about how rough it was this year and now with (D/A/M) enslaving her, I can't do shit anymore.

  'I'm so sorry, Y/n. I thought it would be okay, but it's not...'

((D/A/M)'s P.O.V.)

  I brought Y/n back to the old cabin in the woods where we were on Halloween.

(A/n: I know, big jump but fuck it!)

  I had knocked Y/n out so she wouldn't keep kicking and struggling. I set down Y/n in a bed in a room. I may be (M/J/P)'s counterpart but I'm not that cruel to her. The least I could do was make her feel comfortable for the first week and then torture her.

I look at her unconscious face and I feel like mouth twitch upwards. Am I..smiling? No, I can't be smiling at some pathetic girl. I'm (D/A/M), the counterpart of (M/J/P).

But, then another part of me is saying that she's cute and peaceful when she's asleep...

I leave the room to let her rest and get everything prepared for her down in the basement.

(Author's P.O.V.)

You woke up with your head pounding in pain. You rub your head and let your eyes focus on where you are. For some reason, you can't remember what happened or anything as a matter of fact.

You swing your legs off the bed and stand up only to stumble a bit. You look around and suspected this is where you live.

"Hello? Anyone?" You call out, stumbling to the door. It had felt like you had fallen from a flight of stairs (if you were in Anti's scenario) and your legs felt so weak. You opened the door and only a few candles lit the place.

"Is anyone here?" You ask, continuing to walk in the dim lit rooms. You then bump into someone.

You bumped into a person with (whatever) eyes, holding a candle in his hands. "I see that you're awake." He spoke in a (deep/high/insane) voice.

"Um can you tell me where I am?" You asked him.

((D/A/M)'s P.O.V.)

  She thinks I'm stupid? What the fuck.

  "Do you not fear me, Y/n?" I asked her.

  She shook her head. "No, why would I?" She asked me.

  I was shocked. At first, when we first met, she was afraid. Now, she's just..casual about this. "Do you remember who you are?"

  She shook her head. "No, I don't. But, you said my name was..
Y/n?"

  Then, an idea came in my head. What better way to break
(M/J/P)'s heart is to keep her for myself. "Yes, Y/n. Your name is Y/n L/n. You're a..my adopted daughter.." I hesitantly said to her.

  "Oh, but why is this place so dim?" She asked.

  "Too many questions. For now, you need some rest."

A/n: The hell did I just write? First, (M/J/P) has a secret present for Y/n, now (D/A/M) is starting to care for Y/n, and is
Y/n has fucking amnesia. *flips table* Fuck logic. ~Gravity