✨Undertale one-shots✨

Nightmare X (Abused! Misunderstood!) PART 1

Y/N's P.O.V.
The stars, aren't they beautiful? They shine as bright as they can, all different colors, lighting up the sky. A few shooting stars pass by the moon, the main attraction of the night, glowing handsomely with its stunning silver color.
It's a shame though, the situation I'm -unfortunately- in, on this beautiful night. The cold air hits my skin and I shiver, wondering if I will be able to find shelter soon enough. No, I am not homeless, though I would rather be, considering said situation.

~~~•A week and 2/7s Earlier•~~~

BFF/N: Did you ask???

No, I was gonna ask rn tho :ME
It's okay with your parents? :ME

BFF/N: Yep!
BFF/N: Good luck...

Thanks!<3 :ME
I'll need it... :ME
You set your phone gently in your pocket. You hoped this would work, you and BFF/N had prepared for this all week.

You carefully sat down next to your mother's blanketed-covered feet, and looked up at her with confidence. "Mother?" You called, anticipating that she would care enough to at least acknowledge your presence.
She looked up from her phone, and a displeased look spread across her features. You continued, "You know how I've been good all week, and how-" "What do you want Y/n." She interrupted you, and you twitched. Why did such a stuck-up brat such as this have to be your 'mother.' Your confidence lowered greatly, she knew you were going to ask of something.
"Well? Spit it out brat." She didn't yell, but it could almost be considered as one. "I was wondering if I could have a sleepover with BFF/N?"

You looked down, no longer having the confidence to face her directly.
"Fine! You want to get out of here so bad? Then leave. I'm so sick of you Y/n! You always want something and it's never enough!" She yelled.
'What?' You couldn't believe what she had said, 'leave?' Your mind went blank and you yelled back at her. "So what? Are you calling me greedy? The only thing I'm greedy of was wanting your love and attention!" Before you had even began to speak you stood up out of anger, face flushed. 'Her? Calling you greedy?'

You balled up your fists and continued, anger taking over. "I can't believe you mother! I have done everything I possible could do to get some sort of attention; I get straight As, I'm working to be a surgeon, I'm in advanced classes and the ACE program! I was even in other activities to get your attention! Like chorus, and orchestra! I've done so much to get your love and attention and you just don't care! All I asked for was a sleepover! I'm not going to die! Let me remind you who still wants their child to be perfect when they can't! You may think that [sibling name] is perfect, but that's because you actually care about them, and view them as your children!"

By the time you were done with your rant, you were a mess; tears were streaming down your face like your eyes were hoses. Your hands have marks on them from scraping your nails into your palm, balling your fists up. Your sweater, stretched out at the end from gripping the hem, your hair, an absolute mess from grabbing at it as well, - all out of frustration.-

Your mother glared at you, with nothing but pure hatred. You were mad, or upset anymore, but scared. Your outburst had drained you of your earlier confidence. Fortunately for you, you refused to take anything back, it was all true. You didn't like liars.
Your pig of a mother stood up, but before she could get any words out of her cracked, dry lips, you grabbed your phone and sped out of there.
And you wouldn't dare go back.