Chapter Fourty-One: Panic Attack

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(Early update! Yes I know I'm awesome 😎 please be sure to read the end of the episode. I asked a question down their 👹
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Asta's POV
I realized what I had just said.

This isn't me

What the hell am I doing?

He loves me?

My breathing intensified.
I haven't had a panic attack in a while.
My eyes grew wide as tear started forming in my eyes.
My heart pounded against my rib cage like it was dying to get out.
My hands latched onto my head like it was about to explode.
The feeling of disgust washed over me.

"Asta Are you okay?"
The boss asked starting to get worried.

They started talking to me.

Disgusting

                                         Monster

           Die already

   
Freak.
              
                                     Liar.

                                                         Demon
    Fucker
                        
                       Shitface

         Dickhead.                 
 

                                             Killer

Murderer
    
                                                 Disgusting







              Kill yourself already

"STOP STOP STOP PLEASE STOP!"
I screamed out.
These repressed voices finally all came out.
It was like I was reliving my past.
The tears streamed fast down my face.

     

DIE

Son of a bitch


Fuckface


Dipshit

Jackass


Asshole

Crazy
Retard

Bastard

Goon

"ASTA?!? PLEASE"

I kicked and screamed like a child. I forgot how painful these voices words could be. Tears were streaming out of my eyes.
I started scratching my scalp and pulling my hair.
My head quickly started bleeding.

"ASTA! PLEASE STOP!"

He grabbed my hands and pinned me to the ground. Except this time he failed to keep me still.

I yelled as I kicked him off me with all my might.

"What the hell happened to me?"

My thoughts ran wild as I busted out of the room and dashed through the halls.
I didn't care where I went. I just wanted to go anywhere but here.


Tears spilled out of my eyes as my legs started to get sore.

Then I finally saw the door to outside.
I stopped dead in my tracks. I stared at the door.

"Atlas..."

I spared no time.
He was right behind me.
I bolted to the left and ran into a room.

But I wasn't fast enough.

                 "ASTA PLEASE YOUR     SCARING ME!"

My eyes met his.

But this time....

           He wasn't wearing my mask



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End of episode.
Should I make a good or bad ending?
I'm not sure which to pick but I'm leaning more on the bad ending side.
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