Acces Denied||Squip x Reader||Be More Chill|| (He's a finished boi)

Gore and sucide(?)
Squip's PoV
"What is this place?" I ask the voice, who now looks like a Squip-like Y/N. She cackles and brings me through the halls.

It looks like Middleborough High but different. Empty, abandoned, terrifying.
Welcome to the future. Humans won't need to go to school if they're control since birth! All of this school is empty but one room.

She brings me to the gym. Thousands of humans lined up. Emotionless faces, white shirts and blue jeans, shaved heads they're in uniform. I walk through the lines of humans.

I recognize Chloé, Brooke, Jeremy. They're all next to each other in lines. And near the front, Y/N. Her buzzed h/c hair makes her almost unrecognizable.

She always stands out, it's terrifying to see her blend in. Suddenly she breaks out of her trance. "S-Squip? What's going on?! I was in my room and then- Oh my god. Oh my god. Why does everyone look the same?" She panics.

"Y/N, I'll get you out of here. I promise, this isn't real, I'll get you out of here," I say holding her.

I can't let that happen, Squip Y/N sneers. Real Y/N stares up at me. All the Squiped humans turn to Y/N.

"No, no, no, stop!" I yell at them holding Y/N closer to me. Y/N's head springs up with the rest of them.

"Stop! Let her go!" I scream at them. Squiped Y/N hands real Y/N a gun. I don't want to see this.

I try to turn away but I can't. Y/N puts the gun to her chest. I hear the click of the trigger. "Wait!" Y/N cries out before the gun goes off.

"No!" I run over to her side. She's bleeding out. No no no, not Y/N. Please please not Y/N.

"Hey cutie, it's not your fault," Y/N smiles. I hold her closer. I feel her go still. She's dead, Y/N is dead.

Not Y/N, take me. Not Y/N, please never Y/N. When I bring my head up. Y/N pixelates into nothingness. I'm in a black room.

Come on, you didn't think that was real did you? It might be one day though and it'll be your fault.

"Will it?" I ask The Squip Y/N. She laughs and nods.

Tell Y/N your defective. Tell her and tell her how to fix you. You can do the painless way if you want. But Y/N will have to get a new Squip. You do believe in your purpose right?

No. But I won't tell her that. Why would I? "Yes, yes ma'am. I'll tell Y/N right away," I say.

You will now? Why don't I believe you? Oh right. Your broken! Your dying too! Just tell Y/N and she'll get rid of you quickly.

"I will, now let me go home!" I yell at her. I cover my mouth. Did I just say that? Oh god I did. I told my literal mind what to do.

I'll let you go broken one. Squip Y/N touches my face.

"Squip? I thought you left me!" Y/N says. We're in a bathroom stall. I gasp and hug her. I'm never leaving her. Never leaving her ever.