《Tiny soul ( Antisepticeye X reader )》Escape
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Jacks POV
When I fell into my bag I grunted loudly as I saw to last bit of light leaving. At least I packed cloths so it was soft. But he started walking which started to jostle the bag. knowing anti he probably did much worse. I don't even want to think about it. He could've done anything to them.
But then I noticed it wasn't completely dark in the bag. I started crawling towards the light ( don't go to the light !! 😂😂😂😂 ) the hole was my size I could easily fit through. But the drop was huge.
I jump through the hole and land in the soft grass. Anti didn't notice as he kept walking.
I look around my surrounding and gulp hard. Everything was so big. I'm shaking so much because everything could easily kill me.
< I can't believe I'm thinking this, but I was safer with anti . I start to run after him, as fast as I could. Making sure he didn't see me.
Because if he did. He would probably kill me.
I see him turning around. he looks down to where I am, his gaze tearing me apart. He slowly walks over to me. I try to run the other way but his foot gently knocks me and holds me down. It didn't really hurt but, it's hard to breath and one wrong move of his shoe he could kill me easily.
" how the fuck did you get out of the bag!" He was staring down at me. There was no way I was going to tell him because he would just patch up the hole I came out of. When i didn't answer he put more pressure down on me. " ANSWER ME!!" his yelling hurt my ears but I couldn't move. I had to tell him or I would die. He's staring at me with a menacing grin. He added even more pressure as everything went black. No i didn't die. I passed out.
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Y/n POV
I still have nightmares about what he did to me. I do not want to relive that again. I was just sitting in my jar when j noticed how close to the edge it was. I used all my force to push the container off the edge of the table. It worked as I free fell to the floor. I landed and crawled out of the jar that suspiciously didn't break. I bolted to throughout the room looking for a door. There wasn't any. I climbed back up the leg of the table.
Once I was at the top I noticed that there was no windows, no doors, no anything. Except for some candles lighting the room. Then I looked above me. BIG MISTAKE.
Hanging above me were tiny cages. Probably to fit tiny people he shrunk to torture. I backed up out of fear, and almost fell off the table. I regained my balance. Only to fall off the table anyways. I landed on the floor with a thud.
I start to hear static. And across the floor I see anti's feet. I hid behind the leg of the table until I saw a hole in to wall in front of me. I booked for it. I started running like there was no tomorrow. I made it without anti noticing me. I peek out of the hole and on the table k see an unconscious "Jack?!"
Anti's POV
I noticed that Jack was quiet inside the bag. Yes I knew about the hole. Why did I leave it? Because I thought he wouldn't notice. I turn around and see him standing there with fear all over his face. I walk over and pin him down with my foot, not crushing him but just enough to stop him from moving.
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"how the fuck did you get out of the bag!" Of course I knew the answer, but I case it wasn't the hole, I needed to find out. He didn't answer he just stared up at me with pleading eyes to let him go. He still didn't answer, I thought I would "squeak" it out of him by putting more pressure on him. I won't hesitate to kill him if I have to.
He still didn't answer but I noticed he started closing his eyes. I remove my foot and pick him up " Did I finally do it !!"
I said excitedly, " did I finally kill Jack?!" I look of course not, that son of a bitch is still breathing. " fucking hell" I say annoyed. I teleport back home with the bag in my hand still. Deep in thought I didn't notice the unbreakable glass jar on the floor with the lid off I mentally face palm myself for being an idiot.
I put jack on the table. I start looking around for the pest. I look over to a hole in the wall and see a small figure. I grin evilly knowing they can see me right now. They run even farther into the wall. They'll be back, there not just going to leave Jack here, and this small either.
But I might.
A/N
Hi so I'm not sure if you saw the last chapter but I do have the new book out called Anti's POV check it out!! I think it's amazing, I have so many ideas that I want to incorporate in that book. It is an g/t book so if you like that stuff.... Go on over!😊
Have a nice day! Will update soon!!!!
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