Chara x Frisk

Chapter 20

He fell to the floor as I pulled my knife out of his groain.

"I hope that hurt like a bitch." I hissed at another AMC member.

I looked up and checked the door numbers.

31..30...29...

I started running down the hall. Sweat was dripping down my forehead as the doors seemed to spin around me as I ran faster.

28...27...26...

25

I halted to a stop and looked inside the door, it was black. My heart began beating faster. Please let her still be here.

I turned the knob and barged in.

"FRIS-" My call was cut off by a hand being placed over my mouth. They immdieatly pulled away, feeling my black goo drip onto them.

"What the fu-" I turned around slitting their throat. It was a perfect slice, blood gushed out of their neck as they fell to the ground. They began coughing and squirming, grabbing their neck. Suddenly their body fell limp. Their eyes rolled back.

I killed them.

Fuck.

I took a breath and tried not to focus on that and turned back around.

"FRISK!" I called.

"Chara!!" I heard her small yet confident voice call back.

I turned my head sharply at her voice. My heart thudded in my chest as I squinted. I could barely make out a table. I walked towards it and bent down.

"Fris-" I was cut short by being pulled into an embrace. Instantly I knew it to be Frisk's.

"Chara!" She said softly into my shoulder. Being with her, I left genocide mode. Relief after relief filled my as I dropped my knife wrapping my arms around her.

I couldn't say anything, so I didn't. I held her tightly. I had never felt more fear in my life than I just had thinking I could have lost her.

I felt her heart pounding her in chest. I suddenly hit the ground as she pushed me down getting on top of me.

Her lips met mine as she laid down. She was clearly frantic as she kissed me passionately. I felt tears forming in my eyes as I wrapped my arms around her. I made my grip tighter, never wanting to have the feeling of losing her again.

Her soft hands met my cheeks as she continued kissing me. I felt tears on her face.

She pulled away slowly, crying.

"Frisk..." I said wiping a tear off her face.

"I- l-love you." She said through her tears. I wrapped my arms around her and stood up. I supported her bridal style as she wrapped her arms around my neck.

I kissed her head, leaving the knife behind. I saw a window in the room and pushed passed the tables. With one hand I moved the curtain and pushed the window open.

Suddenly I heard steps behind us as I turned back around. Another masked AMC member was running towards us.

Fuck.

My heart started pounding faster as I set Frisk down and got in front of her. He'd have to kill me before he laid a finger on her.

Frisk grasped my shoulders from behind, her head against my back.

"F-Frisk, back up." I said as I began to morph again, squeezing my fists together. Her sobs were tearing my heart apart as she slowly took her hands off me, and backed against the window.