My Creepy Stalker ● Antisepticeye X Reader ✔

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*Y/N POV*

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I stammered back as his voice kept rising and rising as each word spilled out if his unholy mouth.

"YOU DUMB WORTHLESS, BITCH THIS IS THE LAST TIME ME AMD YOUR MOTHER WILL TOLERATE THIS KIND OF BEHAVIOR. HOW DARE YOU SAY SUCH THINGS TO US?! YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH WORK AND STRESS WE GO THROUGH EVERYDAY, JUST TO PLEASE YOUR UNGRATEFUL ASS?!" Sweat drizzled down his forehead as my dull expression stared at his angry face.

I kept my mouth shut. If i started talking i would destroy them with the facts that i have, but I'm gonna play this the smart way. The way they can never learn.

"WE'VE TOLERATED YOU ENOUGH! YOU CAN'T ACT LIKE WE'RE PIGS THAT SHOULD SERVE YOU!YOU ARE DISGUSTING!"

'Jokes on you, you already are that.'

"IF YOU WANT TO KEEP LIVING UNDER THIS ROOF, YOU BETTER START FOLLOWING OUR RULES AND STOP ACTING LIKE A LITTLE BRAT!YOU UGLY PIECE OF SHIT!"

'And you should see therapy. Having that much anger towards a child isn't good, ya'know?'

"GO TO YOUR DAMN ROOM!" As soon as i heard those words, i knew my plan was finally becoming a reality.

It always goes like this. Both of my 'parents' have anger issues and are denial of it. They don't want to see a therapist because they're stubborn as hell and they yell at me for the smallest things. Honestly, how come i haven't killed myself already? I'll tell you why. Its because i have friends that understand me and help me unlike the assholes that 'raised' me. It's not my fault that they both felt horny and couldn't get a damn condom.

First they start to yell, then they tell me to go to my room. It takes them exactly twenty minutes to yell at each other and then come to my room to yell at me again. Bitch, this is the last fucking time they do that. I was going to run away today. The plan is set and i have everything that i need double checked. It was decided that i was going to live with Sarah and her mother from now on. They both knew the condition i was in and decided to help me. Tomorrow is my birthday, which means that i'll be turning eighteen. I'll be a legal adult from tomorrow and they won't have control over me from then on.

My feet hurried up the old wooden stairs as my heart started racing.

'There's no turning back now.'

The adrenaline hit me, making me even more nervous.

I quickly locked my door and reached into my closet and pulled out my black backpack. It was filled with my clothes, my laptop and my favorite small, baby pink colored, necklace;given to me by Sarah.

The black straps hung on my shoulders as i opened the window. The cold night breeze hit my fave and only slightly calmed me. This was very frustrating. My feet hit the rooftop below my window and i looked down.

'I've done this several times. Why am i only feeling nervous now?!'

I stepped out and quickly jumped, not wanting my brain to start a debate on whether it was okay to or not.

My feet shortly hit the grass, after i jumped from the rooftop. I started running as fast as i can.

'Finally.'

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"Hey you ready to go?" Anti snapped me out of my random flashback.

I took a moment to reply and tried to figure out where i was. After blinking several times i looked up at Anti and gave him a smile.

"Yeah."

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