Sick Little Games

>>Confrontation<<

     It had been a week since Wilford and party invaded your room. Ever since that night with Dark, ever since you've lost your mother by the hands of him, you've skipped dinner every night and avoided him at all costs; most of your time was spent in your room or on a small balcony that you noticed was outside of your window.

     Since there was a bathroom connected to your room and Robbie and Chase had brought you food after everyone else had eaten dinner, there was no need to leave your room. There was an abundance of clothes that filled your closet and a faucet to get water from. It didn't seem so appealing at first, but you were afraid of seeing Dark now and you couldn't stand to leave your room. The curtains were drawn, door closed, lights off, and you sat in a black tank top with fuzzy blue sweatpants. You had your phone next to you on the bed and the tv was on, connected to YouTube with a mix of music playing.

     This was the cycle for about the past few days; there was hardly any sleep and whenever there was, it was because you grew exhausted after crying from remembering that horrible night. Of course it wasn't completely dark in the room; in addition to the light coming from the tv, there were strings of Christmas lights strung across the tops of the walls, illuminating the room a deep and calm shade of blue.

     You looked down at your phone with steady and tired eyes to change the song. With a quick glance at the time, you noticed that it was past time for Robbie and Chase to come with your food. Your stomach grumbled and ate away at you since dinner was the only meal you ate, but no matter how hungry you were, you absolutely refused to see that monster and you didn't want people questioning why you were being so quiet around him so you just decided to ignore them all and shut them away. Robbie knew what was wrong, you had vented to him that night when you came back.

     Soon, there was a knock at your door and you stumbled off of your bed quickly and ran over to the door, slipping a little bit and crashing into the wall. It hurt, but the hunger eating away at your stomach hurt worse. You swung the door open without really paying attention to who it was, instead you were more focused on the food that you so desperately were wanting.

     "Hey guys, what took you so l-..." You looked up and your (e/c) eyes met Anti's own jade orbs. "Anti..." You looked down, disappointed as you could hear your stomach basically screaming at you, feeling it rumble through every inch of you.

     "(Y/n)...you look horrible." Anti commented with his eyes trailing you up and down sadly. You remained silent and leaned against the door frame, holding the door, ready to shut it at any moment. The hunger was so bad and this made it worse; you wanted to cry, but didn't have the energy to. "Aren't you hungry? You should come to dinner with us...Dark made your favorite..." You looked up with excitement and your mouth watered just thinking about (y/f/f), but the mention of Dark's name hurt you. "I-i...I'll be fine...couldn't you just bring me some...?" Your voice was low and broken, casting a face of worry across Anti. "No."

     "What...? Why not?"

     He put his hands on either sides of your shoulders and rubbed them gently with his thumb. You backed away, not wanting his touch. It was creepy enough that he kissed you. Even if it wasn't necessarily 'unwanted', it was still a bit weird. He acted as if you two were a couple. "You've got to eat. And I'm not gonna allow you ta sit in your room for tha rest of yer life. Ya need to confront him. I know what happened was hard for ya...but ya still need to do sumtin about it before it eats ya alive." His voice was concerned, sweet, and serious all at the same time. You looked up at him and nodded, not wanting to argue with him as he glitched in a few areas.

     "C'mon." He said, walking towards the staircase. You took a deep breath and walked straight behind him. As you both walked towards the dinning area, you rubbed your wrists with anxiety and panic so hard that they started to burn and sting as the skin was being rubbed raw underneath your grip. Your heart was racing as you approached the empty table with only two plates at each end of the table. You looked at Anti with confusion as he pulled a chair out, across from the seat that was assigned to Dark. "W-what is this...?" You asked with a shaky voice.