Anti's P.O.V.

I sat on the couch of our home. Jack and Mark were next to me, exchanging nervous glances. I could rip those fuckers heads off.

" Anti..." Jack started, " Are you and Dark... fighting?"

I snapped my eyes towards the floor, the slight hint of red dusting my cheeks.

" Why are you asking?" I replied, my voice a mere mumble.

" Anti..." Jack said again, placing his soft hand on my shoulder.

I flinched slightly, but didn't move away. I looked up slightly, only to be met by Jack's kind baby blue eyes. I felt so much more... safe. God damn, Mark was a lucky guy to have a husband like this.

" What happened?" Mark's deep voice rumbled.

I sighed softly, trying to fight the tears pricking the sides of my eyes.

" D-d-ark said he didn't w-want to s-ee me eve-r again. 'is because he found someone bet-ter." I replied, my eyes drifting away from Jack and Mark's.

I shamefully used my sleeve to wipe away the crystal blue tear that fell from my eyes. Demons aren't supposed to cry.

...

Fuck it.

Tears welled at the corners of my eyes, and they spilled from them. I retracted myself away from Jack's hand and curled into a ball. I let out pathetic whimpers as I cried into my legs. Jack rested himself against myself, rubbing my back soothingly.

I heard a door slam, and looked up to see Dark. Hickies were plastered to his neck, and his hair was tassled. His normally pale white cheeks were a rosy red. He stumbled into the house and up the stairs. He didn't even take a second glance at me. I saw Mark's eyes narrow.

" I'll deal with this ass." I heard Mark whisper into Jack's ear.

Jack looked away from me and nodded at Mark. Mark calmly left the room, leaving me and Jack here. Jack continued to soothe me as I still wailed like a baby.

" YOU ASSHOLE!" I heard Mark scream at his alter self.

" What the Hell did I do?" Dark's snarky voice sounded back from the kitchen.

" YOU DICK?! YOU LEAVE ANTI TO WALLOW WHILE YOU GO OUT A BANG SOME CHICK?!" Mark hollered.

I flinched slightly, nestling into Jack's side.

" Do you want me to ask them to quiet down?" Jack asked softly, using his finger to pull my head up.

" No... I wanna hear this fucks excuse." I replied, looking towards the kitchen.

" It was a dude, and yes, I did." Dark replied.

My blood boiled. I just about wanted to murder Dark right now. My eyes hazed over with their familiar black haze. I felt my limbs go numb as I began to lose control. The demon inside was taking over. I felt my stapled shut wound on my neck begin to snap and pop. The staples fell from the wound, clattering softly on the wood flooring. Blood began to slowly drip from the open wound

Shit.

I stood up hastily, causing Jack to yelp.

" ANTI!" Jack called out, standing up.

I shoved him harshly back onto the sofa, hearing a soft whimper from Jack. I began to glitch as my normal self tried to take control. As my body glitched, I reached for my knife. I smiled, my pointed K-9s gleaming as I saw the pristine tip of the knife.

I stormed into the kitchen, causing Dark and Mark to freeze in mid-fight. I had my head lowered, but I looked up creepily towards Dark. Dark froze in place when we made eye contact. The blood from my wound splattered onto the kitchen tiles.

" A-Anti?" Dark stammered, alarm filling his eyes.

" You should've learned now Dark... don't EM was with me! I'm not one of your fucking toys!
I'm not some slut you pick up off of an alleyway! I screeched, my body glitching violently.

Dark's red eyes looked frantically from Mark to me.

I lunged at Dark, stabbing my pristine knife into his neck. Dark grunted in pain, grabbing my wrists. I furiously glitched from his grip, wheeling around and kicked him square in the back. I heard a sickening crack as I yanked my knife from his neck. Blood poured from the open wound as Dark fell to the ground. I crouched down next to the crippled demon, tasing my knife above his Soulhole.

" This is what you get, you bitch..." I growled.

" ANTISEPTICEYE!" I heard Jack shout, stumbling into the kitchen.

I nervously looked up from Dark, and was met by Jack's harsh blue eyes. Jack's glare sent my mind back into its normal state. I felt my body shake, and my vision began to clear. My wound on my neck began to close shut, and the staples implanted themselves into my neck once more. I fumbled, my knife clattering to the floor.

I let out a sob, running over to Jack and Mark. I buried my face into Jack's side, while Mark comfortingly rubbed my back.

I heard Dark let out a loud groan, and he pushed himself off the floor. Blood still fell from his open wound as he gripped the counter tightly.

He weakly snapped his fingers, and the wound closed up. He coughed, blood splattering against his elbow.

" Can I have a moment, alone?" Dark asked, his normally strong and demanding voice a mere whisper.

Jack grabbed Mark's hand and led him from the kitchen. I cowered in the corner, avoiding Dark's intimidating glare.

" Anti..." Dark began, " I'm really sorry..."

My angry eyes snapped up towards him. I stormed over to him, getting close to his face.

" If you think sorry is gonna cut it, then your even more dumb then I thought you were." I hissed, my finger prodding his chest.

Dark sighed and rubbed his temple.

" Anti... what will cut it? I'm sorry I was an asshole... I'm just... I'm a bit confused." Dark said, looking away from me.

Now this might sound insignificant, but something like that coming from Dark, it really meant a lot.

" What's confusing?" I asked, feeling a bit more sympathetic.

" It's just... why are we here Anti? What's our purpose?" Dark said, looking towards the sky.

" I dunno Dark..." I replied, looking at him, " But, why is anymore here? To live life. Why there's such a thing as life, that's a question meant to remain unanswered."

Dark looked down at me and smiled.

" How do you always know the answer, Anti?" Dark asked, a sly grin playing at his lips.

" I dunno..." I replied, leaning slightly closer to his face.

" Hmm... maybe that's why I can't help loving you." Dark chuckled lowly, placing his pale finger underneath my chin.

I smiled toothily, standing on my tiptoes and placing my hand on Dark's chest. I traced his collarbone, knowing what he likes and where.

Dark leaned in and kissed my lips softly. I kissed back, feeling his soft lips against my own. I wrapped my arms tightly his neck, and placed his on my waist and head.

Dark depended the kiss. I began to sweat feverishly; our lips a tangled mess.

" How 'bout we take this upstairs, darling...?" Dark grinned.

I chuckled lowly, dragging Dark by the hand up the stairs.

This was gonna be a fun night.

Welp... here's my update!! Hope you enjoy and maybe there will be a part two. Peace! Would Count: 1234
~ Dusty