Behind the Facade// DDLC FANFIC

Love

Tw: smut, sh, suicidal thoughts, death

Narrators POV:

A few weeks pasted, and Sayori and MC grew closer secretly, and Sayori didn't want to anger Monika, but she couldn't help but love him... Monika kept trying to ruin Natsukis life to kill her off first, without realising how close her boy was getting with Sayori...

*SAYORIS POV*

KNOCK KNOCK!

I knock on MC's door, and he opens confused. When he sees me he smiles enthusiastically. "Sayori! What brings you here?" He grins.
"Oh, I just felt a bit lonely. Are you free?" Sayori mumbled, her face going bright pink.
MC wasn't busy, and let her in. He was home alone and was actually watching some animes. They sat on the couch, eating crisps and popcorn.

"Wow, that fight was intense, right Sayori?" MC turned to face her bright red face, as she was already glaring at him happily. She nodded quickly, and he held her chin.
"You have crumbs on your face." He said, slowly wiping them away. He went red after, scratching his head and realising what he did.
"Sorry!!" Sayori exclaimed, bowing her head in embarasment.

The video paused, and Sayori quickly stared at MC. "Huh?-"
MC grabbed Sayoris face and kissed her on the lips. He closed his eyes slowly while Sayoris was still opened. She pulled off, and was completely red. He was pretty embarassed, and sighed.
"I kinda like you, Sayori." He mumbles.

"I like you..too." Sayori says. MC leans in and kisses Sayori again, holding her waist and Sayori wraps her hands around his neck. She slowly moves into his lap, grinding on his leg.
She breaks off and he starts kissing her neck while she presses her hands on the couch. She moans out softly and soon she's gripped the couch and he starts biting her neck.
She took of her cardigan and she was wearing a really thin vest. She tried to lean in, but MC was pulling up vest.
"W-what?! Are you sure?.." she laid her hands on his, and he smirked deviously while nodding. He took off her vest and saw her light pink, laced bra. Sayori took off his shirt and saw his chest and she nearly fainted with all the heat in this room.

She kissed him, feeling no tension and so relaxed with him. She felt butterflies jitter around her stomach and she didn't know how to feel at the moment.
MC's hand reached down to her thigh, holding it tight. and she moaned out, gripping onto his shoulders, biting her lips hard.
MC slowly slides his hands up Sayoris legs, up underneath her skirt, and kisses her.

He slides his hands into her pants and she moans out loudly, as she weakily takes off her bra, smiling lustfully.
"Mhm, good girl.." MC smirks as he pleasures Sayori. She bounces on him and he stands up. He kisses her while taking off his clothes. He presses Sayori against the couch and pushes her head up and kisses her while rubbing her.
"Mmm, that's it~" She moaned out. MC agreesively flipped her over, and gripped her outer legs....

In his bedroom, she laid panting, with only nothing on. He laid there beside her, holding her tight. "That, was crazy." He panted, as Sayori rolled onto his chest.
"Not as crazy as you." Sayori smirked, and she kissed him, while he held her. He creeped up her hands to hold it, but around her wrist her arm was very bumpy and scratched.
He broke off, and looked pulled her arms towards him. "Get off!" Sayori realised and pushed his hand off quickly, panting with her hair frilled up.

"Sayori, what's on your arm." He said seriously, emptiness in his eyes. She pulled her arm aside out of his view, and he grabbed it back. She kept pushing him off, and tears swelled in her eyes. MC finally pushed her hard enough to pull her hand up into his view and he saw everything.

His grip loosened, until her arm eventually fell back onto the bed. Tears ran down Sayoris face and she felt alone. She held her legs with her hands on the side of his bed, sniffling and crying.
"Sayori..why would you do that to yourself?" He moved up beside her. She arched away and exhaled shakily.

"I didn't want you to know."

"Well I did, now answer me." MC sighed. The silence grew agonisingly unbearable for Sayori, since he was her first love and she still managed to mess it up.
"Well, I guess I'll tell the others and they can sort this out." MC stood up and put on his shirt.
"N-no! Don't! They don't know I still..do it." She yelled out, grabbing his hand. Her face, full of tears, was so hard to ignore.

When Sayori dressed back up, MC held her close and talked to her in a gentle voice.
"Why do you do it though?" He asks curiously.
"To feel something. I just feel numb most of the time, and I ran out of-" she stopped. "I just do it because of how empty I feel. Like, I'm almost hollow."

"Sayori, it's dangerous. Don't you want to live?" MC cries. Something breaks in Sayori, and she lets go of him and stands up.

"I don't know! I don't know if I want to live, okay?! I just don't wanna feel this way!" She yells out, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Why can't anybody understand?!"
She runs down the stairs, grabs her purse from the couch and storms out the door.

"Sayori, come on! Sayori!!" MC yells out, but he gets ignored. He sits pondering, trying to realise how obvious it could be that she felt this way. But nothing could hint that. She might be good at hiding things, but not that good. She's basically transparent..or is she?

*Night Time*
Sayori stands on a high rooftop. She stands at the edge, looking down at the lights and bright views and colours.
"Don't you like the colours, Sayori?"
"I do." She replies, facing down while useless tears run down her face.
"Maybe if you fall, your blood will be another color. A nice, peaceful color."
Sayori felt dizzy and her mind was all blurry and fuzzing. Every thing was colliding and she was breaking down.
"Jump."
Sayori turns around and faces Monika. She's blurring up and everything is becoming hazy.
"W-why?!" Sayori yells out, tears swelled in her aching eyes and in pain she gripped her stomach.
"You don't deserve a life." Monika laughs out, and her laughter echoes around Sayori.
A shstteting scream leaves Sayoris mouth and she backs closer to the edge.

She stares shakily at the floor, covered in her own blood, exhales and lets her body fall.
The air is swishing in her ears and she gasps for air. All the colours vibrate and her body feels light. She lost all her weight, became just a sheet of paper.
She felt so free, like everything she ever held onto just let her grasps.

"Sayori!"
Her heart fluttered, and her body smashed into the ground. Her blood soaked her white shirt immediately and everything in her body was scattered.
She couldn't breathe as she immediately puked up blood. Her head was smashed and she couldn't talk. Screams filled her head. She was dying, really slowly. The agony was so unbearable, and she wished she just hung herself instead.
"SAYORI!"

Sayori woke up in a cold sweat, her mother leaning over her shaking her frantically.
"Natsukis in the hospital."