Your POV
"No Anti. Im really sorry but, I just can't." I said, hiding my face under my hair. I looked up a bit to see his face filled with rage. I slowly backed away from him as he kept getting closer and closer really quickly. Way to close for my liking right now. "I'm gonna give you three seconds to change your answer." I backed away into a tree. "one." His hands curled up into fists. "two." He stopped right in front of me. "three." His voice deepened. Anti grabbed my waist throwing me over his shoulder. "Put me down! I don't want to marry you!" I flailed and tried to kick. "Be quiet or the punishment will be worse." Those words instantly shut you up. Oh what have I gotten myself into.
[Time skip to a few years later]
NARRATION POV
(Y/N) sat in the basement for months and years after the proposal. Anti kept her here, constantly coming down to check on her. (Y/N) was crying 24/7. She didn't want to be here. The ring sat on her pale fingers, still reminding her of that day. It sickened her. (Y/N) soon called for Anti making the steel door open slightly. "Yes dearest?" He called out, making (Y/N) cringe under his gaze. "I. Don't. Want. To. Be. Here!" She shouted making Anti only snicker. "Only until you agree, will you be able to have your freedom." (Y/N)'s eyes flicked over to the ring, then back onto his figure. "Never." She had enough of his games. "Well until you do, sit here." Anti made his way down the stairs, slowly getting closer to her shaking form. "Play a little game, won't you play with me~" His face got close to hers, inches away from each other's lips. He yearned for the taste of her again. She stayed put. "You will be mine..."
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// antisepticeye x reader //
FanfictionYou and your boyfriend, Jack, were hanging out. That's where it went downhill. Anything in [] is just notes. You don't have to read that. /completed/ #464 in fanfiction 8.10.17
