No Choice |Glitchy Red X Reader|

___CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE___

: Can we just cut the bullshit and actually escalate this please?

Glitchy, you realize that everything has been at a pretty standard level of maturity, right? You're the one that kinda screws it up...

: Damn, fuck you too Y/n...

My point exactly...

: Anyway, we gotta up the maturity! This ain't some standard shit, ya feel?

Yes I... feel... But still, what could you do to possible make it any less—

: We could have Zalgo rape you.

...excuse me? Haha, I didn't sign up for that!

: Babe, you didn't sign up for anything, so deal with it.

Wh-What?! Why are you both for this?! Don't you like me?!

: Oh Y/n, I love you so much, and I would do just about anything for you, but this has to happen. We need a very mature climax and that's what he came up with.

: Yeah, what he said. This isn't a matter about liking you. This is an executive decision that you had no choice in. So because of that, I'm slapping a Rated R warning on this chapter.

: Ooooh~ He brought out the Rated R~ Does that mean I'll get punished?

: No, shut up.

Wait! So you completely blank on the totally epic sex scene I had with Red, but adamately allow this totally uncool scene between Zalgo and I?! What the hell?!

: Three words babe. Deal. With. It.

___ⓛⓞⓐⓓⓘⓝⓖ— Y/n completely horrified that such a thing is happening to her, and is in need of consolation pronto___

___Y/N'S POV

My breath hitched in my throat and I squeezed my eyes shut.

He had me pinned to the mattress and I couldn't move an inch of my body. I was already weak enough from feeling sick, but the pressure he put on me made my body physically weak as well.

There was absolutely nothing I could have done to stop this. It was almost as if this scenario was...

Inevitable.

"St-Stop...!" I whimpered and pushed against his chest. I tilted my head to the side and winced at the burning sensation. Each time his lips touched my skin, it branded me with the constant reminder that I was facing a horrible reality.

"If your clothes aren't off, then I haven't even started." He growled and bit down on my neck. I cried out in pain and struggled underneath him more.

I felt a warm liquid run down my chest and heard his dry chuckle. "You're bleeding now, how beautiful. I should make you spill more blood for me. It turns me on, you know." Zalgo pulled away from my neck and wiped the blood from his lips.

The pain felt like nothing. As if it was there and actively hurting my neck, but nonexistent and doing nothing to hinder the rest of my body.

"We're gonna have some fun, Y/n~ I hope you're ready." He kept his knee in between my legs and his hands were still gripping my wrists tightly. I tried kicking, but it was futile. His bare strength disabled all of my body's plausible power, leaving me weak to his touches.

"I-I would rather die then let you touch me anymore...!" I gritted my teeth and glared at him. My words didn't go well with him and he scowled hard. One of his hands let go of my wrists and instead gripped my neck tightly.

I lost all of my air almost immediately and started to choke. "What did you say to me? I want to hear it again. Say it Y/n. Say it again." He hissed in clear anger, his hand beginning to squeeze my neck. I opened my mouth to speak but no words could come out.

I reached out my free hand and tried to loosen his grip, but it dropped due to my lack of strength. My vision was growing hazy and I could feel my insides start to cringe.

He was going to kill me.

"That's what I thought. Good girls stay quiet. They don't talk. You'll learn sooner or later. We'll be here for a very, very long time though, so don't worry." He finally released me and I coughed while gasping for air at the same time.

Something wasn't right though. He was taking his time. Of course had a plan in mind, but I couldn't figure out what it was. I didn't want him to do these things to me, but if so, I wanted them to be over. It was as if he was tormenting me. As if he did something to ensure that I would know what Hell feels like.

"Wh-What... D-Did you... do...?" I asked on between gasps. He looked shocked for a split second before shaking his head and replacing that expression with a more humored one.

"What did I expect from a clever woman like you? Of course you would catch on, but I didn't think this soon." He played with the buttons on his shirt and started to loosen them. "There's a time barrier on this special place. For every hour inside that you fuck something up, another restless, tiring day has passed out there. Essentially..."

"Twenty four... hours... I-Is nearly a month h-here..." I concluded and he gave me a slight nod. "Yes, so I suggest that you don't make such a fuss so that your family doesn't have to worry about their precious Y/n." He removed his shirt and unbuttoned his jeans next.

I shielded my eyes and looked away. There was no way I could sustain like this. I felt too queasy and all I wanted to do was throw up food that I didn't even have in me. My body was a trembling mess and I rested my throbbing head against the wall to recover some strength in me.

"So, are you ready to be a good girl, Y/n?" His hand snaked down my backside and reached for the hem of my shirt. I didn't answer him.

I exhaled deeply before growling and scratching him across the face. I watched as my fingers dug into the skin of his face, tracking blood as they slashed his cheek.

His shocked expression lasted much longer than before. I panted quietly and glared at him. "Y-You're not going to do anything to me! I'm not yours! I'm not a toy! And I'm not some plaything! Don't you dare fucking touch me!" I yelled and shoved him away.

His body moved a lot more than I expected it to. He was too shocked to react from my sudden outburst, which was more effective than I thought.

His gaze was shrouded by his hair, but his mouth wasn't. I watched as it contorted from being parted, to a tight-lipped scowl. His fists were clenched tightly and a low growl was emitted from the back of his throat.

"Darling... I have been nothing but kind towards you..." Zalgo started and wiped at the blood that ran down his cheeks. "But nonetheless, you keep fighting me, arguing with me, retaliating against me! I'm sick of it Y/n!!" He yelled and grabbed a hold of my ankle tightly.

I thought he was going to choke me again so I instinctively shielded my neck. I screamed when he yanked me off the mattress and was about to kick him when something hard hit the back of my head.

My head had hit the floor from how hard he pulled on me. I reached for the back of my head and felt something warm. My vision was growing foggy and I looked around the room and started to cry.

"Z-Zalgo... H-Help me..." I tried to speak as loud as I could, but my voice was cracking. "Shut the fuck up Y/n. Suffer on your own." Zalgo growled, his voice much different than before. Much more demonic.

I was slowly slipping from a conscious state. He was dragging me across the floor and I could feel more and more blood escaping my head. I gasped and closed my eyes tightly.

I can't...

R-Red...

Help me please...

Somebody save me...