"Best Friends with a Demon" (antisepticeye x reader)

Chapter 8: There Are No Strings On Me

(Anti's POV)

I wake up, for like the fifth time, feeling like a piece of shit. My head hurt like hell, and the cell that I was in was cold. I stood up on my makeshift bed and walked to the front of the cell. I looked throughout the halls, only finding officers lined at the end.

"So, what are you in here for? Saw you getting dragged, you look new."

A voice from the other side of my cell called out to me. He had a similar Irish tone to his voice like Seán. He stepped out of the darkness of his cell, and he well enough had dark brown hair and baby blue eyes. He also wore a snap back cap on his head.

"I, uh, killed a police officer at one of the stations." I replied, my memories flowing back to me slowly. The guy across from me chuckled.

"What's your name, kid?"

"Antisepticeye, Anti for short. How about you?"

"My name's Chase. I went crazy one day because my wife left me and took the kids. I became depressed, and started drinking. But one day, I felt the urge. The urge to kill. The urge to kill my wife. I enjoyed for a little while until I realized what I was doing. I felt horrible. One of my kids must've heard screaming and called the police on me. I was never the same after they put me in here."

Chase looked down at the floor, tears forming in his blue eyes. I felt a little pity for him, but not much.

"Hey Chase, you might not believe this, but I think I can get us out of here."

He looked up at me, wiping his tear-filled eyes.

"To be honest, I'm so lost of hope that I actually believe you. You really think that you can get us out of here? I've been here for years, and I never found a way to. But if you have a plan then include me in it."

"Well the first step is that you'll have to trust me and you won't freak out with everything I do, alright?"

Chase nodded his head in response, stepping back a little.

I walked back into my cell, looking around for anything that could get this cell open. Weirdly enough, there was a paperclip sitting in the corner of the cell. A little note was scraped into the wall.

"This is for anyone who knows how to escape this place. Lord knows I couldn't. I hope this makes use to whoever is in here next."

"It sure will make use. Thank you to whoever left this here." I mumbled to myself. I picked up the paperclip and went back to the front of the cell.

"Hey Chase, I found a paperclip. This could unlock my cell, but with them around, it'll be quite hard." I whisper shouted to him, motioning to the guards standing by some cells.

Chase looked both ways at the guards and backed up in his cell.

"I think I can distract them to give you enough time for you to unlock your cell." Chase said, looking down the hall at the guards.

"Okay, do your work."

Chase nodded and yelled for one of the guards to come over.

"What is it, Brody?"

"Can you get me and that one over there water? We just woke up and we're thirsty as hell."

"Whatever."

The guard walked off, annoyed at Chase's request.

"Water was the best you could come up with?" I asked, using the paperclip to attempt to escape.

"It was the best place. They put the water fountains really far from the cells. Basically on the other side of the building."

"Wow."

"Yeah this place is kinda stupid at times."

A small click was heard and my cell door slid open. I peeked my head out, seeing a guard looking at me.

"Hey! Get back in your cell!"

The guard ran towards me, gun in his hand. He rose to shoot, but I got to his gun before he could and shot him in the head.

"Woah, dude. I didn't think you were going to kill him!

Chase said, obviously shocked by what he was seeing.

"It doesn't matter. Just get me out of here before more guards come." Chase's tone got more serious.

"No, I don't think I will."

Chase's eyes widened.

"What...dude let me out!

"Sorry dude. You seem like a nice guy and all but I have someone else to beat the shit out of. It was his fault that I'm here, so now I have to kill him."

"But...you said you would get me out of here. I trusted you..."

I laughed.

"It seems like you missed one rule, Chase. Never trust anyone, especially a glitch bitch like me."

Tears of anger and sadness filled his eyes.

"YOU SAID YOU WOULD GET ME OUT OF HERE YOU SON OF A BITCH! I TRUSTED YOU AND HELPED YOU GET OUT AND THIS IS THE THANKS I GET?!"

Everyone in the other cells were looking at our scene. It didn't bother me. Chase was crying and more guards came and surrounded me.

"Get back in the cell now, Prisoner 471. We are armed and we won't hesitate to shoot if needed."

I giggled. This was sad. Needing so many guards to take out a "teenager" like me.

"Shoot me. I don't care. You'll all be dead in a few minutes." I intimidated the guards. I started walking towards one group, one firing at me. I dodged it and the bullet went and killed a guard behind me.

I dodged all the incoming bullets, the ones next to me and behind me. I grabbed one guard's gun and shot them all.

"Prisoner 471 has escaped. All guards report to the main hall."

The person on the intercom spoke out, seeing me running in the hall. I shot the guy at the front desk, who had his gun ready to shoot me once he saw me. I ran out the front door, but before leaving, I went on the front computer and found my record and deleted it. I don't need anybody looking for me while I'm at school with Y/N. Oh how I already missed her. It feels like a whole year has passed since I saw her. Her beautiful H/C hair and E/C eyes. I don't know how long it's been since I left, but now I'll be able to see her again.

I heard shots fire from behind me, realizing that there was a cop car following me. I shot back at them, missing my shots since I was running. I threw the gun to the ground, and ran back towards the car. I jumped and landed on the driver's side. I grabbed at the officer, pulling him out and let him roll down the street. I crawled in, the other officer panicking as he desperately searched for his gun that was right next to him. I grabbed it and held it up to his head.

"N-no! Please don't kill me. I swear I won't tell anyone." The officer pleaded, hands raised in defense. I was slightly paying attention to the road as I chuckled, feeling no mercy for the officer I held at gun point.

"You all think that I'm the bad guy in this situation. You thought you had it all under control. Thought you could CONTROL ME. Let me tell you something."

I took my hands off the wheel and grabbed the officer by the collar and whispered in his ear, my head twitching as I got closer to losing my sanity.

"THERE ARE NO STRINGS ON ME."

(Yeah I'm going to end it there. I really had no idea how the hell to make this chapter interesting, which is why I put it off for some time.Writer's block is a bitch. But I sat down, turned on spotify and got it done. I wanted to get this chapter out the way, and I think it's an okay chapter. Hopefully you liked this. Also yes, Anti knows how to drive, I just went into that part with no plan but deal with it, its freaking fanfiction. But I guess I'll see you in the next chapter, whenever the frick that'll be out.)