~|•Chris meets MHA•|~

pt. 23

CHRIS

×Williams POV×

I shot up in a cold sweat as my breath ran rapid.

My heart pounded as a migraine set in, I scrambled off my bed the covers an utter mess as I felt my body shifting in and out of purple.

My eyes flashing from usual brown to fully white.

My hands shook uncontrollably as I felt myself shake. Flashbacks over crowded my vision as I fell to the floor with a thump.

Reaching on to the desk my hand tossing basically everything off as I grabbed the circular bottle.

Popping the lid off as my hand poured it into my other my hand shaking so badly that the pills we're basically launched out of my hands.

In sheer panic I crouched down trying to grab at least one, pulling a cord a lamp shattered on to the ground as my hand flinched from reflex to grab the lamp the glass pieces piercing my hand.

My hand bled as I cried out in pain.

The blood seeping on to my floor as I tore the glass pieces out, finally gaining my composure I grabbed two pills throwing them into my mouth the dryness from how parched I was making it unbelievably rough.

I almost choked as I let out calm breaths. My chest rising and falling softly as I held my hand.

The glass still had small pieces lodged into my hand as I groaned.

My hand throbbed as I stood up shakily. Making my way to the bathroom door, I tried to keep as much blood as I could from falling.

My hand was fully purple in attempt to quickly heal, though failing from the glass shards still penetrating my skin.

I rummaged through the cabinets as I grabbed out some bandages, wrapping it around my hand.

I sprint out the door, my body flashing shades of purple as a part of me was fighting it back.

Droplets of blood we're creating a trail as I ran through the hall.

Thankfully I was dressed though as I haven't changed from yesterday.. I know kinda disgusting but who fucking cares.

This is my child, there soul is on the line. I'm not letting him take them.

I'm not letting him take them..
IM NOT GONNA LET IT HAPPEN AGAIN.
He's not gonna go through what I went through.. He's not.. He's.. Not..

My vision covered in black specs as I collapsed. Nobody was in the hall, and I was just laid there.

I had been hyperventilating before I knew it. My thoughts corrupted my mind as I ran and I couldn't control myself. I was suffocating..

I can't stop.. It's hurts..

Before I knew it my eyes we're closed and I was passed out.

×Unknown POV×

I laughed to myself as I saw the body laying on the ground. Surrounded in red blood.

It was funny watching him panic.. He was such a freak of nature.

Hah.. My creation. I made him this way and I don't regret it.

A large smile made its way to my face as I laughed to nobody but myself.

He looked so weak and frail.. It was funny even. I could kill him now if I wanted. But where's the fun in that?

Watching his internal suffering is better. So much in fact.

In fact he even looked dead. Ugh, as much as I want to kill him I know it'll just raise my boredom.

So I did the simple thing, left. If he somehow died then oh well! But that's not possible so I'll just wait.

He's looking for me.. I know it..

And he knows I know it.

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