Your ears listened intently for any and every noise. Your legs burned underneath you from your crouched position, but your determination made you forget about it. You pressed your hand to your pocket, feeling the large knife you had grabbed from the kitchen. Suddenly, a noise outside snapped you out of your thoughts. Steps sounded outside the door along with the squeak of the door as it opened. Because there were no lights on in the house, you could barely see Anti's figure step inside the house. The sound of his shoes hitting the tile floor seemed to echo in your ears as the door squeaked shut. Your breathing began to speed up as you silently pulled the knife out of your pocket. You stood up, about to attack when you just...stopped. You willed your body to strike, to wrap your arm around his neck, to swiftly slit his throat with your knife, to watch his blood run down your knife. But, something restrained you from completing your mission. You sighed and slipped the knife back into your pocket before you were slammed against the wall and a knife pressed against your throat. Your breathing hitched out of instinct, but you weren't scared. Your eyes locked with Anti's until he finally took the knife away from your throat and stepped back with his head down.
"I'm sorry, (Y/N). You scared me."
You stepped closer to him, wrapping your arms around his neck.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I didnt mean to," you whispered into his ear before nibbling on it.
"You don't know what your doing, " he said as he took a step back. You looked into his eyes and saw they were Jack's bright baby blue eyes. You were confused as to what was happening. His eyes quickly flashed back to Anti's dark ones as he shook his head. His hands gripped your waist aggressively. You gasped and smirked at him.
"I liked what you were thinking about earlier, "he said seductively in your ear. "I want to show you something. "
He led you back to the bedroom and quickly slammed the door. He threw his jacket off, his knife clattering to the floor with it. You smiled as you pressed your palms to his bare chest. He closed his eyes, taking in the sensation.
Now was your chance.
You let one hand give him pleasure by grazing his defined chest as the other slowly pulled the knife out of your pocket. Before your could do anything, however, Anti violently shook before his eyes locked with yours.
"(Y/N), stop, please. You don't know what I'll do to you," Jack's voice sounded out from Anti's mouth. His blue eyes flashed with worry. You gasped as tears filled your eyes. Just as quick as he was here, he was gone. Anti shook again, recomposing himself.
"Sorry about that." He mumbled as his lips connected with your neck, biting and sucking causing you to tilt your head to give him easy access. The knife was still in your hand, but the darkness of the room concealed it. You slowly reached your arm up, acting like you were going to run your nails down his back. You were about to send the knife into Anti's back. You breathed in, and used all your strength to send the knife through his skin. Anti gripped onto your body, not letting you go as he staggered around. His head hung low, looking at the blood oozing from the knife that went all the way through his body. His head snapped up to yours and his eyes met yours. You gasped at what you saw.
It was Jack.
Tears filled your eyes as instantly realized what you had done. You had just stabbed your boyfriend. He collapsed to the floor, and you went with him. Numerous apologies slipped out of your mouth as you tried to stop the bleeding by pressing your hands to his wound. You threw your knife to the other side of the room, hating it and yourself. Jack's body seemed to tremble as it began to shut down. You closed your eyes, tears streaming down your cheeks. Jack's deep gasps for air seemed to fade and turn into...laughter? Laughter echoed all around you. In the room, in your head. Everywhere. You opened your eyes to see Jack's broken body laughing. You were extremely confused as he stood up, towering over you. He chuckled as he looked down at you. Your body was the one shaking now. Jack crouched down, eye level with you. His eyes were dark, almost unseen in the dark room.
"Look at you. Sad. Broken. Pathetic. Just like him. Why did you even think you could even hurt me? You can't hurt me. I will always be here, (Y/N)."
Your crying became more violent. You shook as tears streamed down your face. Anti rolled his eyes before kicking you in your head, sending you into a world of blackness.
[Sorry for the late update :/ I was super busy with a basketball tournament and couldn't post]
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Always Here [Antisepticeye x Reader]
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