Save Me (Antisepticeye x Reader)

Peek-A-Boo

A/N: This is my first fanfiction on Wattpad! Thank you for reading it. Please leave a vote on your way out, and also comment if you enjoyed it, any mistakes, suggestions, etc. down below. Pre-warning: I cuss a lil bit, and I don't know how frequently I'll update. Sorry y'all! 

Anyway, onto the story:

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*Anti's POV*

I've watched her for years. Her pain hurts me, but I couldn't let her know about me... Not yet... I just hope I get to her in time. I know she's been worse lately... But she'll be mine soon. And when she accepts me, I won't leave her side.

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*Y/N POV*

I hate this school. I walk through the halls like a ghost, quiet and unseen. No one talks to me except teachers. I wouldn't say I'm a teacher's pet, I just get along better with mature adults that are used to dealing with annoying, self-concerned teens. I brush a hand through my hair and hiss in frustration at the piece on the table.

I don't even know why I took this stupid art class, because these assignments are honestly trash. The paper is covered in black charcoal and little pops of pastel, forming a distressed-looking flower with multi-colored petals.

"We're gonna be using charcoal and pastel to form a contrasting image of something natural!" What an absolute load of crap. My flower looked like a store-bought and tie-dyed creation that needed to be thrown away.

I sighed, wiping my hands off on the dirty rag next to my 'art'. Mrs. Antarra came by and picked up the piece with a flourish, "Oh, how beautiful Y/N! Class, look at Y/N's work!"

I worked hard not to bury my head in my hands and die on the spot. I heard snickers behind me and wanted nothing more than to cover my ears. I felt and heard the paper slip onto my desk and Mrs. Antarra clapped my back enthusiastically, "Keep up the good work, sweetie."

I nodded noncommittally and slid the paper into my drawer just as the bell rang. Noise erupted around me, students shuffling and practically yelling at each other as they waltzed out of the room towards lunch. My head pounded at the temples and I walked out, sliding my hands automatically into my pocket for my phone and headphones.

Might as well watch Jack's newest video... I grabbed the bottle of pain relief in my locker, swallowed down a couple dry, and found an empty table in the cafeteria. My friends would find me after they received their food, but me? I was not hungry.

The video loaded slowly with the school's shitty WiFi and I finally saw the title: Controlled

A crash of static waved through my ears as the video glitched in and out on Jack's video set-up. I heard whispers and giggles that sent shivers down my spine... in a surprisingly good way.

"Y/N..." I quickly unplugged a headphone and paused the video, looking around me. No one looked at me and no one was at my table yet. I cautiously un-paused it, "Peek-a-boo, Y/N!"

Jack popped onto the screen, but his eyes were not the clear blue I was used to. They were fully black. Jack also had blood across his throat and dried in dripping patterns. I know who this is...

Anti smiled and cackled before disappearing. The video was done.

Wait... he said my name? I tried to play the video again, but it was gone. The video did not exist. I used the search bar, typing in 'controlled jacksepticeye' once, twice, three different times before giving up.

I'm literally going insane. Great. Just something else to pile onto the shit stain of my life.