The Crime King

wakeing up

This is the last of the prewritten chapters i have, motivation wasn't interested in this book for what feels like months and it ain't interested in it right now either, not sure how long makeing the next chapter will take but for sure it will be a while, sorry peeps
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Cross didn't expect to wake up, no normal monster would wake up if they got a shot to the head like the one he got, expect that he is not a normal monster, skeleton monsters can survive injuries that others can't, a soul is their very core, a shot to the head might blind but not kill. 

He wakes up and looks around before sitting up carefully, touching his skull he discovers a bandage wrapped around his eye socket. The room looks oddly familiar, as he looks at the boxes he remembers it, it's the same room that he was sleeping in while he was at Horrors and Dust's place.

Suddenly someone opens the door, Dust walks inside with a plate of sandwiches, upon seeing Cross awake he lets out a sigh of relief and puts the plate on the nightstand. "You scared us a lot.. I'm glad that you're alive." Then suddenly Dust glares at him. "Why did you come there?? I told you to not come."

"I.." Cross thinks for a moment, thoughts and excuses spinning in his mind as he looks at the taller skeleton. "I forgot.." he looks away, suddenly aware of the fact that Chara is not there by the lack of the ghost's remarks. He  frowns slightly. "Why did you save us..?"

The other skeleton seems surprised by the question. He opens his mouth before closing it and blushing. He adjusted his hood, pulling it more so that it covers more of his skull. "I.. we, like you. Did for a while now."

We. Cross thinks before it clicks, we by that Dusts meant him and Horror, but why? There is nothing special about him. He is just another skeleton trying to survive, why would they like him?

"Go to the kitchen when you're ready." Before he can say anything Dust leaves the room, leaving Cross all alone with his thoughts. The skeleton monster sighs as he takes the sandwitches and eats them quickly, once done he gets up and walks to the bathroom.

He looks in the mirror and takes the bandage off of his skull and summons his eye light, it's wobbly and dim but it's still there, he feels no pain. Did Dust or Horror heal him? Probably. He unsummons his eye light not wanting to damage it accidentally somehow and puts the bandage back on. He walks out of the bathroom and goes to the kitchen.

Killer is already sitting there with Horror and Dust. He perks up upon seeing Cross while Horror smiles slightly and takes Dusts hand walking out of the room. "Let's give them.. sometime to talk in private." Cross is grateful but at the same time not really, he would like to wait a bit more before approaching this subject and explaining everything to Killer but, his lover has some things that he will have to explain to him too.

He sits down on a chair opposite of Killer. The two of them just sit in silence next to each other before the other starts to speak. "I thought that we don't hide things from each other.. how could you work for someone like that and not even tell me about it?? I would have helped!" Killer stops for a moment, a realization hitting him. "Is that why you were hurt so many times..?"

Cross flinches and looks away. "I.. I had to get money somehow. You know how hard it is to get a job here.." he doesn't answer the other question, instead he asks a question of his own as he looks at Killer. "That doesn't explain what you were doing there.. "

Killer seems taken aback by the question, he clears his non-existent throat awkwardly. "Same reason as you.. Did he hurt you?" Cross opens his mouth before he closes it and looks away. It looks like Killer takes the silence as a yes, he gets up and walks to Cross before hugging him. "We'll finish talking about this at home."

The Oreo hugs him back. "Alright.." Suddenly Cross remembers about the thing that Dust told him just a few minutes ago in the bedroom and he takes a shaky breath. "I- Dust asked uhh.. said that he and Butcher like me." He looks up at Killer.

The other skeleton sighs. "And do you like them back?"

"I.." Cross thinks for a moment. Does he? Surely as friends yes but are there other feelings that he is feeling to them? The way Dust is caring to him and yet cold at the same time and how Horror Is concerned about him all the time. "I'm not sure.."

Killer is silent for a moment. "..I guess we can give it a shot."