Sick Little Games

>>Secrets and Betrayals: Part One<<

     It had been three whole days that you've been locked in your room. At one point you actually tried to come out but Dark or someone had apparently locked it. Nobody has even come in here to give you food, you've been drinking out of the faucet in the bathroom. Is he really that mad that he would starve you? Your stomach was starting to eat itself alive but you didn't know if you could take it any longer.

     A knock at your door made you jump, interrupting your thoughts. You turned away from it for a moment and held your arms at your side, swaying from side to side. "Who is it?" you called to the person behind the door.

     "Can I come in?" A familiar glitchy voice sounded. Your first instinct was to say yes, but you held back, though hesitantly. "N-no. I'd rather be left alone."

     "You've been in here for three days now, (Y/N)..." He spoke and sighed after a while with no answer. "I've got food."

      Your mouth watered at the thought of food and your stomach turned. But the door. It's locked.

     "U-um...the door is locked...do you have a key??" You asked a bit too quickly but then you felt a hand on your shoulder, making you jump even more and even let out a little squeak before turning yourself around to face him. He glitched right through the door; he didn't need a key.m He had a box of pizza in his hands, your favorite kind, at that. Your stomach started eating itself up and you snatched the box from his hand and rushed over to your desk, pulling out piece after piece and scarfing them down.

     "Hungry much?" He said and you glared at him. "Wow, don't look at me like I just killed somebody." He jokingly threw his hands in the air.

     "You look like you killed yourself." You replied, jokingly but seriously at the same time.

     "Yeah that's because I did."

      A few moments of awkward silence went by before he laughed and you put the pizza down. You were starving but you couldn't eat any more or you would explode.

      "So...why are you here? I know it wasn't just to give me food. I know you're trying to be nice and all but you're still a demon..."

      "Demons can't be nice?"

      "Not forever. Come on you know if you say you're different, you're lying. So what do you want?" You said bluntly as you wiped your mouth with your sleeve, seeing as he didn't bring napkins; but you weren't going to whine because, I mean, food.

      "That's harsh." He said with a slightly offended face but his eyes were cold now. You could tell deep in his eyes that he knew it was the truth anyways. "I came here to show you something. You want answers, don't you?"

     "How did you know...? Have you known the whole time...?" You asked him, revolted at the fact that he would hide it from you, too. Maybe everyone knew...except for you, Chase, and Robbie.

     "Which matters more, the fact that I knew before or the fact that I'm letting you know more now? You know...I don't have to help you at all. I could've just left you in here. They weren't going to bring you food. I'm showing you mercy to say the least." Anti snapped back with attitude. You stayed silent.

     "I thought so...Would you or would you not like to know what's really going on around here?" He asked, crossing his arms with a mysterious expression.

     "I want to know."

     He smirked and gestured his hand to the door. "Then shall we go?"

     "It's still locked though." You reminded him, though he just shrugged his shoulders and held his hand out to you.

    "Then how are we going to get out?"