𝗎𝗅𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗅𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾 | 𝐦𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐥 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐨𝐧

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𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿'𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲
hey y'all, i just wanna say that i genuinely have a hard time finishing books or generally updating as soon as i lose interest on something. i have diagnosed ADD, and i can't stay on task with things. these chapters typically take me hours because i end up getting distracted by other things. this doesn't mean i will drop the book or anything, since i genuinely like writing this one. but if i stop updating it for a few months, i just want y'all to know why. thanks in advance! <3

oh, and i would recommend listening to girl in red during this chapter ;))

𝗏𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗒'𝗌 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾

"what's going on?" i asked as i quickly sat up and rubbed my eyes, but flopped back down immediately cuz of my aching headache.

"mike and i are in a relationship now," (y/n) smiled as she held up afton's hand, which was intertwined with her own.

at that moment, i felt something crumble inside me. i wasn't... gay for (y/n), or anything. i mean, we had just met anyway. maybe i'm still drunk, but i felt some sort of internal despise for afton, who had done nothing to harm me.

i know i'm not gay though, obviously. homosexuality isn't normal. that's at least what i was taught to believe. but if i'm being honest, i never liked guys to begin with. 

but something just hurt inside me. i'm not gay, i swear.

"oh, uh, i'm happy for you guys!" i smiled as i bit my lip. "i guess i should go home though. i need to water my plants. i'll see you later," i said as i waved and walked out the door.

"maybe the aching was from my head? probably." i thought out loud as i unlocked my car and climbed in. i had only sat there for a few moments, resting my arms on top of the steering wheel as i tried to process my emotions. 

i don't know why i feel so disappointed, since i barely knew (y/n). she's so ethereal, and her name is like a hymn on my tongue.

i groaned in sapphic dread as i pulled out of the driveway and headed for my apartment. i can't remember much of last night, but i can recall when (y/n) and i both sat in mike schmidt's bathtub and recited spilt our guts to each other.

in that tender moment we shared, i think i invited her to deny all societal norms and standards, and run away with me to a cottage far away from everything and to lie with my bones.

she had laughed, a silver haze illuminating her beautiful features. i swear, i could create endless limericks to describe how my heart rhymes with the beating of hers. i had originally never believed in "love at first sight" but as soon as i watched the moon caress (y/n)'s glistening skin, i had surely felt the harsh end of cupid's unrequited arrows.

i didn't want to have to leave, but i have to go to a counsel meeting tonight, and i needed to prepare. i am a member of the cult of glitchtrap, which is a rising religion supporting recreational life.

but i'm not the only member of my new friend group that is a cult devotee. i had met vincent within the cult's circle. aurora had invited me into the cult, and i had found myself rising steadily among the ranks.

i can proudly say that i am glitchtrap's right hand man, and currently introduce newer people into the cult. i had recruited jeremy fitzgerald recently, which means 4/9 of my friends joined our savior into his holy craft.

glitchtrap can save us all, as long as we just follow the path he sets before us. if anything, i am only being held back by certain circumstances.

i pulled into the parking lot, and heaved my drowsy body out of the car. i walked up the stairs, and unlocked the door to my dark apartment. the curtains were pulled shut, and the early morning sun combined with the sound of the busy highway was so aesthetically pleasing.

i walked out on my balcony and sat in the reclining beach chair as i puffed on a cigarette and enjoyed the atmosphere.

"do i like (y/n)?" the thought resurfaced.
"yes, yes i do, and there's nothing wrong with that," i replied out loud as a small smile played on my lips.

soon i will open her eyes to the power of glitchtrap, and we can celebrate immortality and youth together under his infinite power. maybe she will find compatibility within me, who knows.

and as i lied down on the chair, i bathed in the golden sunlight before falling asleep.