-Chapter18-

-1x4's POV-

John Doe most likely knew something was wrong with 1x4. He always knew.

1x4 thought, laying on their bed, the stab wound still there.

This was the Spectre's doing, they knew it.

This has to be the Spectre's way of getting 1x4 to get out of their cabin - as 1x4 does not know a lot about this type of wound and healing stuffs, if that is what you call it.

This was the Spectre's fault yet again.

1x4 had managed to bandage the stab wound, but it was not the best job, and somebody else could definitely do better than they did.

...

The Spectre was trying to make them get help - and that help would be John Doe, they knew it.

If that is what the Spectre wants, then it will not get it, 1x4 vowed to themself.

1x4 could absolutely not let the Spectre win - and they would make sure of it.

John Doe had seemed... Worried about them, which was normal, but at the same time felt... Weird.

They could not explain why it felt that way either.

However in a way, it was kind of... Sweet that he was worried about them.

It made 1x4 blush a little bit, but then 1x4 noticed they were blushing and sighed.

It would not be easy getting rid of these feelings, now would it? They thought, the pain from their wound blocked out by thoughts.

John Doe was the only robloxian here who even worried about them.

Noli did not care, Azure seemed to worry about them, but he never does anything, C00lkidd seems to not even care[Because he is a child, duh.]

Everybody else? 1x4 did not know.

They hated this feeling with all of their soul, but at the same time they liked it.

And they hated that they liked it a lot.

1x4 covered their face out of pure embarrassment, despite nobody being around.

They really wanted to punch Noli in the face. Not because he was involved in this, but because 1x4 needed to punch someone about now.

However, for now, all they could do was either sleep, or just think.

Or accidentally sleep while thinking - which is what happened.

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They woke up in the same field of mist again, this time a figure standing in front of them facing away from 1x4.

Oh boy... Not this again.

Spectre: 1x. Long time no see!

1x4: It's been -

Spectre: I know it hasn't been a while I just wanted to say that.

It pasued for a moment or two before continuing.

Spectre: I see you've been... Ignoring your feelings?

1x4: What do you mean?

They asked, stepping a little bit closer to the black figure.

It must be the Spectre... 1x4 had never seen the Spectre before, only heard its voice.

So this was... Different.

Spectre: You know full well what I mean!You love John and your denying it.

1x4: I am the -

Spectre: You're the "creation of hatred" I get it.But this has nothing to do with that. You love John and you're having a problem with coming to terms with it.

1x4: I will never tell him. Only weak, pathetic robloxians do that.

Spectre: Haha! Imagine calling yourself pathetic and weak.

1x4: I am not weak nor pathetic. It is you who is!

Spectre: Getting all fancy with the talking I see?Listen, I did not do ANYTHING to make you feel that. What I am doing is.. Well, making you lovebirds date. Okay?

1x4: Never!

Spectre: Bitch just stop lying to yourself. You know I am right!

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x4 did not say anything back as the Spectre turned it's head to look at 1x4.

Spectre: Maybe I'll take a different approach...

It said, a slight grin on its face.

Spectre: I'll see you in 10 rounds. Goodbye 1x, and have fun!

Before 1x4 could respond, they woke up in their bed yet again, and just like last time - confused.

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