Just Another Negative One (Bully! Sans X Bullied! Abused! Suicidal! Reader)

Chapter 13

  (Welcome back friends! I'm surprised, really. I did not expect you guys to like this.. 4,000 reads? That is a lot for a person like me. This was the first story I ever wrote in my life, other than the stories I write at school, those don't count. But 4,000 reads? How? I dunno if I should post this to devaint art, I really want to though. I was listening to rock music while writing this.. This A/N is for my Q followers)

Things were hard between you and Sans. Complicated even. You sigh. "Why are you so hard to deal with (y/n)?" You said, talking to yourself. A tear slowly slides down your face. "I understand you don't want me here anymore Sans.." You said quietly. You walk to the bathroom. You dig for a rope in the cabinet, and you found it. You quietly open the door. You looked around, making sure Sans was not around.You stare at the rope for a moment and you shook your head walking outside. You put the rope on the tree, tying a sturdy noose. You quickly found a chair and stood on it. You oddly felt, watched... You looked behind you to see Sans. You glare at him. "What do you want Sans?" He grabs you by the waist off the chair. And he sat on the chair, putting you on his lap. "Please, don't do this Sans. Let me do this. You probably wouldn't care anyways." His breath hitched ad he looked at you in the eyes. "if you did it i'd go with you." You sob. "But what about Papyrus wouldn-" He started to rub your tears with his thumb. He sobs. "i know. pap would be sad if i did. or even never come out of his room if i did. but i'd feel the same if you did too." You hug him. "But Sans-" He put his hands on your face. "please (y/n)." You nod. "Okay Sans. I'm sorry.." You feel him lean in. It was teeth to lips. You pull back. It seemed as it happened before.

It has probably happened before, without you remembering. "Do you really love me Sans?" He smiles. "yes, yes i do (y/n)." He said it with sincerity in his voice. "i'm sorry i was so afraid (y/n)." You stare into his eyes. "Could you tell me why you were afraid?" He sighs.
"maybe."

to be continued...