Skeletons and Robots (Discontinued due to lack of time)

Chapter 13: Locked away

A week passed.
Then another.
And then I lost hope.
I lay in bed, my hands over my eyes as I tried not to scream or shiver again. Every time I visited him it was all the same. Just him, laying in the cot, unmoving and silent. Each time I would visit him I would refuse to leave until I needed to sleep or eat. Now I hadn't left my bed for two days. I kept the door to my room locked and barricaded with a chair, and nobody had tried the door but Mettaton. He tried it each day, updating me on what had happened. I ignored the sensor screaming at me to eat, as my fuel tank was dangerously low and that could lead to a malfunction. "At least then I can be with Sans." I spat at myself. Nami had been quiet, not wanting to speak to me since I had snapped at her and had thrown my phone across the hall. I closed my eyes, being sucked into a dream.
I was staring out into the sunset with Sans. Dramatic, I thought to myself. I realized I could openly think, that this wasn't exactly a dream. I turned to look at Sans. "Why?" I simply asked him. He didn't respond, but his eyes weren't glassy. He looked at me right in the eyes, and leaned in. His hand gripped my neck, rendering me unable to escape, and whatever he had for lips touched mine. It was light, but it lasted for what felt like hours. He pulled back, his hand dragging from my neck to my cheek, and he brushed away the tears I had no idea were forming. A sad smile played across his face. I could see tears brimming on him as well. "Hey, kiddo. I... I'm sorry for the hell I've put you through right now. I-I wish those flowers would've killed me so you could try to move on, not... want to die yourself." He said, poking the area that stored the fuel extracted from the food I ate. "Listen, kid. Papyrus is coming to your house to spend time with Mettaton. He will try the door." He blinked back tears. "Answer it, God dammit." He kissed my forehead, and everything faded to black.
I woke up quickly, my cheeks hot. My hand touched my lips and trailed to my forehead. I knew my eyes were wide with shock, but not like anyone else was in here. I took a deep breath, and when I was exhaling the door shook with someone pounding on the other side. "HEY NEO! ITS PAPYRUS!" Said a familiar voice. "Sans said... Never mind." I whispered to myself, kicking my legs off the bed and standing up. "Hey Papyrus." I said, ignoring how raspy and cracked my voice sounded. "Oh dear... Mettaton, you did say he must've been in bad condition, but not like this!" I snorted. "I'm leaning against the door, Pap. I can hear every word you're saying." I said, trying hard not to snap at him and tell him to go away or have another breakdown. I was having a lot of those in the past three weeks. "Oh, well then can we come in?" Papyrus asked, trying the door again. "Only if you wish to glance at a pile of shit that used to be your friend." I said, looking at how my hair was a mess, and there was dirt and lint clinging to everything it could. "Neo! Language!" Mettaton said. I giggled. "Just... Open the door?" He asked. I sighed and took the chair off of the door, and unlocked the door, Papyrus opened it just as I had collapsed back on my bed, my sensors screaming louder than loud. "Hey, Neo, you need to eat." Mettaton sauntered over to my bed and sat at the end of it. He's right, whispered a voice that sounded like Sans. I put my hand to my head. "You okay?" Mettaton asked. "Never been better." I growled. Mettaton's phone rang, and his hand instinctively went to his pocket. "Hello? Yes, he's right here. Yes. Oh, um, sure." Mettaton handed the phone to me. "It's Alphys." I took it and put it to my ear. "Hello?"
"Hey. Get your butt over here right now." Alphys hung up before I could respond, and I handed the phone back to Mettaton and started to the door. "Where you going?" Papyrus asked. "To Sans." I said plainly, opening the door and walking out.
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