Chapter 7- What did you do!

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So since the last chapter was too short imma give you guys two AND I'll make this one longer, deal? All right, enjoy!
~Anti's POV~
My chest tightened as I ran down the sidewalk. The building pasted by me in a blur. I was running full speed, trying to escape my pain. Dark said it. He hated me. He couldn't care less about me. I felt my heart crack and I whimpered. Wait. What was I doing? I slammed my heels into the sidewalk. I didn't care about Dark. Dark never cared about me, we only hung out because I was his sex toy. That's the only reason we hung out. I didn't care about him, but yet I still felt something tug at my heart and I felt the tears flooding my eyes. Why was I crying? It felt like my insides were churning. I felt sick. I wanted to vomit. I ran as quickly as I could into an alleyway and I threw up behind some trash bins. I don't remember how far I'd ran, but it was pretty far since I was now in the city, Marks hilltop house out of view. Suddenly, I heard a voice call out. Was that Dark?!
"Hey, are you okay?" That was not Dark. I stepped out from behind the trash cans to see a skinny man of my height. When he spoke I realized he had a Swedish accent. He gave me a concerned look just before everything went black.
~le time skip brought to you by potato shaped dinosaurs~
~Anti's POV~
I woke up to bleach white walls. I looked around and nearly gagged on the stench of sickness which had been tried so frivolously to be masked. I heard a beeping noise and turned my head to see a heart monitor which I was connected to. The beat was steady and healthy. I suddenly felt the weight on my legs. Looking down, hoping it was Dark, but getting a shock and a disappointment. It was that guy from before (ITS DAT BOI!). Why was he here? He didn't know me. I was a stranger. Did he really care about me? My heart fluttered at the thought.

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