Dark did it(Darkiplier x Reader)

-Chap 18- Frank the spider

(Y/N) POV

I sat, in what I guess was my room now, quietly. My face was dried with tears, and I felt emotionally drained. I want to go home... I want to see my mom. I was just so done like I could sleep for hours if I wanted to. But it probably wouldn't be wise to since I was... you know... kidnapped. Releasing a sigh, I rubbed my face.

My room wasn't that bad. It was surprisingly comfortable... A king sized bed was placed near the door, along with a grey comforter to match the rooms aesthetic. The wall's were painted grey, and empty picture frames were placed adjacent to each other. Two black side tables were placed next to the bed on both sides, each with a matching black lamp. In the corner of the room, was a dark grey accent chair. To the right of the chair was a closet door, and a big, black framed mirror.

I fell back onto the bed, my hands spread out. The bed was really soft and comfortable... I don't really hear Dark in the living room... And I'm pretty sure if Mark was here he would have checked on me. Maybe they're gone?

Hmmm... The whole Dark and Mark situation is kind of confusing. I mean, Mark said that he was his altar. As in Mark is Dark, but they're different in a drastic way. Is this possibly a personality disorder? No... it couldn't be... his eye's had changed from brown to red. What is Dark? Is he a demon? Or is Mark just simply affected by a disease who turns people's eye color red, and make's them act differently? Ugh, I'm too tired to think of this.

Sighing, I grabbed a pillow and laid my head down on it. Then I quietly dozed off.

--Dream mode--

An endless field grew in front of me as I ran. The wind danced across my face as bright, blue moonlight shined down on me. Each step I took, I felt dry dirt underneath me. In the distance, just like before, there stood a male figure. Only this time, he was closer than before. Seeing him, I began to run faster.

I don't know why but I want to get to him. There was just something telling me to... It was as if something bad would happen if I didn't make it on time.

Even though I was running, I didn't seem to be moving. No matter how hard I tried, nothing happened. It was like I was stuck, and I couldn't do anything about it. Need fled my mind as I continued to try harder to get to the man, but nothing was happening. Then, in a rapid movement, I felt myself being grabbed and pulled up. My surrounding turned dark, and just like that, I woke up.

--Fin dream--

My eyes shot open and I quickly sat up. I was out of breath, and completely confused. That was the second time I've had that dream... What does it mean?

I felt the bed move, and something sit down next to me. Soon after, I heard a slight giggle. Turning to look, I see a man in his late twenties. He had bright green hair and bright green eyes. He strangely looked familiar, but I couldn't seem to figure out where I had seen him.

The man sat crisscross applesauce facing me, and he seemed to be playing with something in his hands. I stared at him as he seemed to not have a care in the world.

"Ummm... H-hello?" I said.

The guy didn't even look up as he replied, "Hello."

"What was he playing with?" I wondered.

All of a sudden, he pulls his arm back and cusses. His face had turned into a pissed off one as he continued to say in an accent, "For fuck's sake Frank, that fucking hurt, you fucking cunt!"

As I looked in his hand, I had seen a spider. One that wasn't that big, but it was still too big for my liking... "He must've been bit..."

"Are you okay?" I hesitantly asked.

The guy lets out a sigh as he had glared at the spider. "Yeah I'm fine, it's just this spider won't stop biting me. I'm Anti by the way." He replied.

"Oh... I'm (Y/n)."