《I Am One Of Them Now (Antisepticeye x Reader)》Ch 4: Feelings I Cant Explain
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(Anti's POV)
Ugh! It's just so weird... there is something different about Y/N that I've never seen before in a person! She didn't cry or scream.... how?! I was literally peeling her skin off but still there was nothing! Not a single tear! I mean I guess I could rip her fingernails off one at a time..... then I thought of her face while I was peeling her skin..... that look in her eyes... for once in my immortal life I felt.... I felt... guilty.... I felt guilty for torturing her.... it's such a weird feeling to feel guilt and sympathy for another. Is it normal for a demon to feel this way? I'm not sure what to do... I can't keep torturing her... I just can't... I walked into my torturing room, for some odd reason I always had a first-aid kit handy idk why considering demons can heal at a pretty fast rate. I opened it up and took out the hydrogen peroxide and some Bandages. I can't believe I was doing this. I lifted her sleeve on her arm and cleaned out the cut and wrapped it in bandages, I then did the same thing to her leg making sure to be very careful... then I did something that I probably shouldn't do... I untied her. I then sat in the corner of the room brought my knees up to my chest and waited... she should be waking up soon...
(Your POV)
I woke up again only to be met by more pain and memories.... wait... pain? I then realized that the pain level went down a lot... I looked over to my arm to see it bandaged up along with my leg.... I was confused. I thought he wanted to torture me... why would he bandage up the cuts he made? Then I noticed something else I was free. There were no more chains chaining me to the metal table I got up and sat on the table. Then when I saw Anti in the corner. He was staring at me. Was he watching me the whole time I was asleep? He looked almost exited to see that I was up. He got up and started to walk towards me, I slowly backed away scared, this had to be some trick he wouldn't just let me go... this had to be some other form of entertainment.
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(Anti's POV)
She was finally up she looked confused by the fact that I bandaged her cuts and unchained her. I was so excited to see that she was up. I started to walk towards her, but she backed away. She was scared, I mean who wouldn't be? I tortured her just a few hours ago and now I'm setting her free, I would think of this as a trap. I kept moving towards her until she was stuck against a wall she closed her eyes not wanted to see what I would do... then I did something that was very unexpected, even to me. I leaned in and hugged her. She flinched for a moment then melted into the hug. I then said two words that I hadn't said in more then 100 years..... I'm sorry....
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