Echotale - Thought So (G!sansxFrisk)

Bella's Secret

*Frisk's POV*

The next day, things didn't go as well as I had hoped for them to go.

Because my expectations were very low, this day was one of the worst.

How foolish I was to think nothing worse could come after that day

I had to go back to lunch and yard hours, luckily, G avoided me most of the time.

Sometimes I could see his sickly smirk across the room, as he stared at me with dark, amused, eyes.

What was he hiding in those eyes that I didn't know about?

I knew it had something to do with The Prince, the Damn Prince he has mentioned.

As I thought about it, sitting next to Bella at our usual table, I realized G never said anything that relates to his past. The only thing I had heard about it, is The Prince.

Curiosity ached me, but I knew that asking would probably get me killed.

Literally.

I was already almost dead from the aching pain in my stomach as I ate, and the bloody pain from my head, even thinking make me wince a bit.

"Whatcha thinking about?" Bella asked, her lime eyes noticing me wince.

"Nothing important, I'm sure," I replied as I poked my food, unable to take another bite of the orange, sticky, glop.

To my relief, Bella didn't push on my thoughts and she ate some of the food. 

Unable to help myself, I watched her.

I watched her slobber fall onto the plate as she held her head over it, not wanting to get any on her jumpsuit. She stayed as quiet as she could when she ate, though I could still hear each swallow she made, and each chew when she tried to keep her mouth shut.

Though I knew she felt self-cautious about that stuff, even if she wont admit it. 

So I never bug her about it, or tell her to stop, or even find any annoyance at all.

I smile and bare with it as I turn to eat my own food.

Prison is a cold underground cellar, with no windows or doors, and only the dead rats to eat.

At least, that's what it reminded me of.

I knew that to survive I needed to eat something... but nothing caught me fancy. 

Besides, the food never classified as "food" in my head.

Yet to Bella, it almost seemed tasty.

"... You enjoy the food?" I asked, poking at my own food as I looked at Bella with curious eyes.

It felt good to get at least a little curiosity off my chest, even though G's secrets kept my head pounding with wonder.

"Huh?" Bella said as she looked up at me with sharp green eyes, "Um... Would you believe a no?"

I chuckled softly, "No..."

"Oh... then I suppose I do..." She smiled a crooked smile and the side of her mouth dripped slightly.

Even with her frightening teeth and slick mouth, Bella's smile was quite comforting.

Yet what she said made me gulp down my shiver.

"It actually taste similar to a corpse." 

I turned pale and looked at her with shock, praying that what she said was a joke just like the first time she had a meal.