Living In The Shadows (Sequel to Dark Corners) Anti X Reader

What Have I Done?

(A/N: So for this chapter, I think that I'll have it mostly in Anti's POV. I think it will be a nice change, and something a little different. Enjoy!)

ANTI'S POV:

I ran upstairs to my room, locking the door behind me. I couldn't even process what I just did through my own brain. I paced around my room thinking to myself.

What did I just do?

What just happened to me?

Why won't she just agree to be like me?

Why won't she just fall in love with me?

I love her. Will she ever love me?

Why can't I just keep my s*** under control when she does something wrong?

Why can't I just love her like A NORMAL F*****G HUMAN BEING!?!?!?

I looked around my room, wanting to destroy everything in sight, so I did. I looked around for a knife, tossing everything out of my drawers looking for a one to throw. After nearly emptying out my entire dresser, I finally found one. The first thing I do; slitting my own throat.

I quickly put the knife to my throat, and swiped across it quickly. I fell to the ground, having the blood splat out of my neck. I lay there on my back, staring up to the ceiling. I felt limp for a minute, and couldn't move. I actually felt a tear leave my eye.

"Why can't I just be normal...?" I said to myself quietly.

Then...I heard a voice. It almost sounded like Y/N, but it wasn't. It was comforting, and beautiful. It rang through my head.

Because no one is normal...and I like that.

I sat up quickly. "Who said that!?" I asked. There was no answer. I looked around my room. It was empty. I grabbed my knife and threw it in a random direction at the wall.

YOUR POV:

As I sat there with my bleeding nose and lips, I felt the weird feeling again. The same feeling I got when I was cooking dinner with Anti last night, when he held my hand. My stomach hurt a little, I had a slight headache, and I just felt plain weird.

But something new came tonight. A new feeling; a sudden craving for something.

For warmth.

For comforting.

For love.

I didn't understand it, but something inside made my voice in my head squeak up.

Anti? I thought.

What?! He snapped. I'm...I'm busy...

It doesn't have to be right now, but...I...I want to...cuddle. If you'll have me. It was silent for a moment, but after a while he spoke again.

Yeah...yeah. Give me a few, and I'll come down and get you. He said. I then patiently waited for him.

ANTI'S POV:

I kept throwing knives at my walls. I didn't understand why I punched my beautiful Y/N in the face. I couldn't understand. I may be a demon, but I knew it was the completely wrong thing to do. I knew I was a sick bastard sometimes, and this was one of those times.

I just threw a knife when I heard Y/N'S thoughts.

"Anti?" She asked sweetly.

What?! I got a little angry. I breathed in slowly, and calmed down a little. I'm...I'm busy...