Anti POV
It was in this moment, that Anti knew... He *[fricked]* up. Nonetheless, he couldn't go back and face them. Face anyone. He really messed up this time...
As he tread the dead land, he recalled the hurt expression that had etched into (Y/n)'s pretty face, the tears that sprung to her wide (e/c) eyes.
The wind picked up, and he shivered.
YOU ARE READING
The Darker Side of Things (Darkiplier X Reader X Antisepticeye)
Fanfiction[Sequel to "Dark Sides and Me" (my dorky titles tho)] You + Dark + Anti + Raspy Hill Residents = ... Do you really want to know?
