Illness

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Chara's pov:

I feel like a bag of sand that was overfilled and breaking. My head is pounding and my inside want to become my outsides I guess. I hate being sick so freaking much. Lucky for me since Goat-mom isn't home frisk can stay home with me. I've found something out about frisk too. She knows how to help me out, and I've found I kinda help her too. The room spins again and I blackout.

---timeskip---

I open my eyes and shiver. I feel goosebumps run over my body, making me even more aware of how freaking cold my room is. I hear my door open," Hey babe...you okay?" I nod, turning my head towards the door. I see frisk with a chocolate bar, my stomach growls loudly. "You really that hungry?" She walks to the bed and sits next to me, unwrapping the candy. "Wait...I'm not hungry..." I manage to say with my little strength. She looks at me confused,"What? You're stomach just growled loud enough that I'm sure papyrus heard it down the hall!" I shake my head. I have to much on my mind to eat. Even with how happy everything is...the genocide runs...always find their way back to my thoughts. I turn my gaze away from her, looking up at the ceiling. "What's wrong...Chara it's your favorite...chocolate." I shake my head again. Memories flood back.

No! Wait please don't make me do this! We can try again! We can save everyone and have a happy ending, I promise.
It's the only way for you to get to the surface. It's the only way for you to survive.
No, no it's not. I'll save everyone.
You have no control.

The images of everyone I love flash through my mind, then new pictures replace them. Everyone is covered in their own blood and chanting,"Your fault. Your fault,Chara. Dead Because of you" I start tearing up, so I turn my head to the other side. Frisk doesn't need to know I'm that weak. She doesn't need to know I can barely stand the blood running through my veins. I start to fall back asleep, even though I hate to sleep. I feel frisk cuddle next to me and I smile.

At least I have her.

She's all I really need.

A/N: Hello! I'm still writing and I'm still open for ideas! I have one I'm working on currently but I'm still open to new ideas! ( sorry it was so short)

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