Mettaton X Reader- Healing Love

Ch.7- Don't Go

Mendum- Stay With Me (Krys Talk Remix)
https://youtu.be/ZeXH4Zp2UxY

WARNING: Hints at suicidal thoughts!

Mettaton's POV

I've destroyed our chance at everything. I've taken the prettiest rose, and crushed it beneath my foot. How could I have done this? Why did I ever leave her in the first place? I'm an idiot. That's why. How can the glamorous Mettaton hurt a darling. Because he's not. He's a sick piece of work. He has no place for anyone but himself. Well done Metta.

Your POV

Tears are freely steaming down my cheek like a destructive tidal wave. My emotions consume me, making running home a huge task. Breaths were hitched and shallow, clamping my scalded lungs. The sudden intake of sharp evening air cut through me in one clean sweep.
Longingly wishing for that sweet state of unconsciousness washes me over. The pure shock of today's situation finally sets deep in. My legs begin to bow, almost collapsing in on themselves.
'Almost there... Almost...' I mentally motivate myself, but knowing nothing will block out the photographic memories of his refusal. They'll always scar me like a lethal sword on a soldier's chest. I can't win this battle alone...Yet I won't believe I'm worth the help of others.
Squinting through drowning eyes, my house comes into view.
'Not long... Maybe I'll be able to finish this once and for all.'.

Mettaton's POV

I refuse to stay here at this café. I remember her telling me where she lived when we were close... No. I can't have forgotten already! She lives at... Umm...
No wonder she ran from me. I treated her like a vinyl record. Played her, found something 'better' and replaced her.
No. That's a lie. I didn't just abandon her. I left her and scarred her. I joined in on the bullying. I couldn't have done anything worse.
I hastily made a beeline for the door and call for a taxi. I really don't fancy anyone seeing me in this state. I'm supposed to be fabulous- Not a ruin.
The cab soon gets me back to my house. It doesn't feel like home. It's not a home without the happiness. It's just empty and depressing. I have to make things right. I must explain to her. I can't let her carry on believing I don't want her in my life. It's the complete opposite.
Slumping onto my bed, I quickly tap out a text to her.
'Hey... It's me... Things went really bad earlier, I hadn't finished talking. Please can I meet you to tell you the rest?'
It's almost immediate when I got a text back from her.
'I didn't, don't, and never will want to hear the rest. You're just going to push me down like you always have done. I can't trust you anymore. I gave you a second chance. I'm sorry Mettaton. Bye.'
The words slap me, stinging my heart like ice and salt.
It's then I remember. I remember where she lives.
"(Your address)." I freeze. I have to take everything into my own hands and fix this. I can't let her go. Not again.