But you weren't there (*Sans x Frisk*)

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ATTEMPTED SUICIDE WARNING BTWWW Frisk POV 

I watch Sans, as he cried softly in his sleep. I get it. I miss her too. So, so much. My baby is out there somewhere with Chara. I can't deal with this. It's my fault. I left her there. I left her in that room, while I buggered off and married Sans. 

I sat up, and trudged to the toilet. If I was going to appear on The Mettaton show, making a statement about my child, I wanted to look presentable. 

I hopped into the cold shower, hoping it would wake me up. I started to shave my legs, when a small cut on my thigh appeared. All of my old memories, the self harm, attempted suicide, it's all brought back. 

I cut deeper. More cuts. Soon, my legs are covered and my arms are just sitting there like a blank canvas that I can paint with pretty cuts to remind me of how much of a failure I am. Soon, it's almost like I was painted red, there was just so much blood. 

I could die. Nobody would mind. It's not like I would be missed. So I take the blade, and draw it closer and closer to my wrists. And then they're cut. I crying, no screaming, inside while I wait for the blood loss to let me succumb to an eternal slumber. 

"Frisk? I need to speak to you. Open the bathroom door."

"S...Sans... Go... a... Away." That voice was hoarse and croaky. Was it really mine? Oh, god. I'm going to leave Sans alone. He did need to speak to me. But he let me leave Kai alone. Shit. 

"Frisk, i'm going to open the door." The blue blinds me for a second, before I see Sans rush in. 

"Oh, Frisk. OH, no no no no! Frisk! Don't close your eyes! I can't have you and Kai dead. Please, don't let me watch both of you die. Frisk please!!" 

Darkness. 

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