3rd POV
Ink, the god of creation and imagination. He was so simple yet complicated, he had many dark secrets waiting to be discovered, but who will discover them, he was so cheerful when you meet him! But when you leave its like the world was turned around, he felt alone, scared, unwanted and depressed. His friends where of no help, he was physically and mentally being abused, he forgot how long the abuse was going on, it was impressive how easily his enemy's where tricked with artist smile, and his calming laugh that can travel across the multiverse. He wanted to scream so loud, but he wasn't allowed for the sake of his life, the life he wanted to escape from.
Inks POV
Die
Die
Die
Die
Die
Die!
Die already!!!!
I shot up from my bed sweating, panting, the voices wont even give me a good rest anymore. I hate waking up, its one of the worst parts of being alive, having to repeat the same hell everyday without rest or a explication. My though where cut off by the loud knocking on my door, " ink!! Get your ass up!!" Dream yelled through the door, still knocking loudly. " I'm up!! Fuck!" I mumbled the last part, " good!! And i here attitude again ill fuck u up!!" Dream spoke with hate as he left the door and walked downstairs, i force my self to get up off my bed and head to the restroom that was connected to my room. I walk in and walk to the shower turning it on, undressing i look at my body thinking how ugly it was, and how many scars i had caused.... and how many dream and blubbery coused. I get in the shower and began to clean myself, me, dream and blue berry used to be best friends, but recently they've changed, they've turned abusive, slowly and painfully, i know dream at the apple, but the apple didn't completely take control, just screwing with his head. And with blue, he's just takeing after dream, i would constantly be hit and beat, yelled at and even sometimes left to do thing on my own, like rebuild a au, and that the more than one person to do. On battle we would work together but as soon as we get back to the base it went back to being scared for my own life. I know what your thinking, i may be the strongest sans out there but, if i where to fight back i could kill them, and i cant do that, I'm also so tired and weak after being touted by the creators before this started so my body is being killed along with my sanity.I get out of the shower and look at the sink, a sharp blade in the corner of the sink. I was so tempted to but i already did it last night, and I don't think ill have room or time. I walk out ignoring the blade, and walk to the closet with a towel raped around my lower half, i grab my regular cloths and get dressed, after putting on the last of my difficult outfit, i finished and grabbed a cup from my desk that was in the corner of my room, i then grabbed my satchel and poured equal amounts of each paint into the cup, i return my paints to my satchel and put it on. I then began to drink the paint, i finish the cup and set it back down, i blink a couple allowing the paint to give affect then i walk to the door, i hesitantly grab the door not and turn it. I slowly make my way down stairs and walk to the kitchen, no one was in there i think they were in the living room, witch i couldn't see from the layout of the house. I walk in and began to grab a cup from the cabinet above, i could berally reach one but I finally reached a cup, i then poured really hot water in from the foset, and grab a tea bag and place it in, i give it a minute then remove it and place the tea bag in the trash. I then return to the cup on the counter and sip from it, i then hear someone walk in, it was blue, he wasn't as bad as dream but still does some bad shit. He looked at me then gave me a smirk, and went in the fridge to grab what looked to be some grapes, then left, i was worried the way he looked at me was unsettling. I then felt a shooting pain in my chest and new exactly what it was..............nightmare and his stupid group.
{ hello!!!!! This is the author zakoda! I want to thank for reading the first part of my story recovery. This is my third book I've ever written, but my first here, so i want to give a heads up, i may have bad grammar. I also want to ask how to get different fonts, if anyone knows please comment!! Thank you for reading and sorry it was a bit short!! Thank you for reading, and if you have tips or feed back please tell me!! Thank you for reading!! Be purple and stay royal!!! Bye!!}
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Recovery
Fanfiction♤ on hold ♤ ink was never ok. he only pretended. his freinds would constantly sham him and hurt him. ink was haveing a hard time, he wanted it all to end. he has tried it bedfore but never worked. he was scared abd lost. find out to see how he can e...