Determination (Charisk) [OUTDATED]

7 - QUIERO BESARTE

A/N: This chapter is really important for later chapters, so make sure to really absorb every detail.
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(FRISK POV)
     I awoke with a start. My dreams turned swiftly to nightmares as I saw myself wearing a kitsune mask killing all of the monsters I had met on my journey. I looked over at Chara. He's still there. That... It didn't actually happen. Why was I wearing a Fox mask? I... Why would I want to do that? I thought. Why would I want to end someone else's life like that? I know about my... Condition... but it's never made me  do something as drastic as that. While I was alone in my thoughts, I heard shuffling from beside me.
     "G-Good morning, Chara!"
     "Keep it down please, I have... a massive hangover."
     "Wha—"
     "Ok, ok, ok. So as it turns out, the legal drinking age in the underground, is 16. It's because of how fast monsters mature or something like that. But sans and I, he knows I exist by the way, went drinking last night. A lot. And now I have a headache and it feels like my non-existent brain is trying turn itself into a jigsaw puzzle."
     "Okay, that answers some of my questions..."
     "You okay Frisk?" Chara tilted his head.
     "Yeah, I'm fine. It's just... I had a really weird dream. Haha..." Holy shit why did I dream about Chara last night? "A really, really weird dream... Anyway, so my arm is broken."
       "I...saw."
     "Right, you were there. Sorry, yesterday is kinda foggy."
"Y-yeah. I actually have to go run some errands, I'll be right back." Chara rubbed the sides of his head and walked towards the door.
"Okay? Where are you going?"
"I'll tell you when I get back, ¡Hasta luego!"
"...Bye, then." As Chara got further away from the house, I felt that tugging feeling in my SOUL. It was like a magnet, getting stronger and stronger. I tried to take my mind off of it with a shower.
My bone cast had a fancy design in it, so that I could easily use soap and water without risk of mold or infection underneath the cast (which can happen with regular fiberglass casts.). The hole in my arm was closed up with stitches, and the skin had already healed up.

     My mind drifted as the hot water ran down my sore body.
    For the first time since I fell, I allowed myself to relax and take in everything that had happened.

     I didn't die when I hit the ground. But at least the monsters of the underground are nicer to me than the people of the surface are to me.
     I'll probably never see my family again. Though, I had already determined that as a possibility before I... fell.
     Chara, my good friend that I had made during my stay here in the underground, died when he was 5, and was brought back as a ghost when I fell. He tries to avoid talking about things that happened to him when he was alive, but I think there's more to the story then he's letting on. Then again, am I really in a place to judge?
     Every time I think of Chara, my heart races. I keep trying to convince myself that love at first sight isn't real. That stuff only happens in fiction. We've only known each other for three days, but it feels like centuries. Almost like, some kind of inner connection. Like, some force, pulling us together. It couldn't be a coincidence that he awoke as a ghost when I fell.
Sometimes... I hear this voice in the back of my head. It tells me to do things. Bad things... I assume it's the same condition my dad had. That would explain a lot. At least I don't have to worry about him anymore now that I live with my aunt and uncle... er- lived with them... God, I miss the surface so much. I miss aunt rose, she's so sweet and caring. Her snickerdoodle cookies were to die for. Uncle Michael was stubborn, but he had a big heart. Lots of pride about his... our family. I had one friend.
Her name was Amy.
We... God, just thinking about it makes me tear up. We didn't have much, but we had each other. And we used to do all sorts of fun things together, she loved ballet. I could never dance, but she could do all sorts of pirouettes and jumps. It was... nice. We'd play together, draw pictures, all sorts of that stuff... but, then, she told me she'd climb the mountain. Mt. Ebott. Just to see what was up there. She didn't come back. Now that I'm thinking about it, she probably met all the monsters. I wonder if Miss Toriel led her through the ruins too.