I'm not proud of my scars ~ Overtale

P..papyrus?

Papyrus was at his training.. And I was home alone. I was sitting on my bed listening to polarize by twenty øne pilots.. They're a pretty good band.. I was twiddling with my blades in my fingers, I felt fucked up, like I needed to release myself from the world... And that's the only way I knew how to. It's been a week since 'then' I also have been clean since then too. But I couldn't take it. It's because of him.. I can't help that I like him.. I know it's fucked up, but.. I can't help myself not to feel these feelings.. A..and I know he probably doesn't like me, because ya know.. I just want to die. The only person I love, can't possibly love me too.

I stop messing around with my blades, I take one and press it down onto my skin. This is it. Tears start to well up in my eyes, I start to cut my arm. Over and over and over. I start sobbing thinking about 'him'.. I then hear a slam at the front door. I hurry and get up to find my jacket to put it on, but it wasn't in my room. Remember when I said I had more than one? Well papyrus took my other two and gave them away, so I only have one now. And that 'one' is on the couch in the living room..

I hear another door slam, assuming that papyrus went to his room. So I creak open the door to see if he's there. Nope. I open my door and slowly head down stairs, I grab my jacket quickly put it on and I plop onto the sofa. My face was still wet with tears, but I just left them alone, I could hear papyrus yelling in his room, I didn't really know what was happening though, and I couldn't hear him clearly. Papyrus opens his bedroom door and walks out, he sees me on the couch with me snuggled up on the couch. He also sees me with the tears on my face. "Brother, are you okay?" He asks. "Uh, yeah.. Bro. I'm fine." But, of course I wasn't.. "Uhm, bro? What happened? I heard you yelling." I was really curious and hoped he answered. "Well.." Papyrus sits on the couch next to me.

"Me and Mettaton got into a fight." Oh, that's all? "Oh, okay.." I didn't know what else to say.. "Uh.. P..papyrus?" I stutter. "Yes brother?" Think..think.. "Uhh.. I.. Um.. N..never mind.." I couldn't say it.. "Oh, alright then." Papyrus gets up and walks toward the kitchen. I guess he's gonna make dinner.. I lay down with my face toward the spot papyrus was sitting at. I could feel myself blushing.. I sit back up, and stand. tomorrow we had to do laundry, and finally papyrus takes off his costume. "Uhh hey bro." I say loud enough so papyrus can hear me. "Yes?" He responds. "Just to remind you, tomorrow we do laundry." I sat back down on the couch not remembering why I stood up.. "Okay brother!" Papyrus shouts back.

I walk upstairs and into my room. Putting my blades back into my bedside table drawer. I should probably find a better hiding spot..? Nah, papyrus doesn't look through my stuff anyway. Except, maybe me. (Referring to last chapter when papyrus took of his jacket) well I think I'll take a small nap.. *sigh* I plop down onto my bed face first. The comfy duvet feels nice. I cuddle up inside the blanket and quickly fall asleep.

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Wowie!!! 600+ words, I'm proud of myself 😅 I didn't think I could write so much!