You shouldn't care (Sans x Depressed Reader)

(21)

"I will find you, little girl. You belong to me after all." He chuckled as I felt the back of my hood being yanked on, lifting my small form into the air.

I squirmed and struggled to get free, clawing at his arm desperately. I gave out a small growl as I felt something smack my hands hard. He laughed at my feeble attempts as I was tossed into a room. The door was shut and locked, I knew I wasn't going to be fed for a few days now. I ran to the barred up window and punched it, gaining sharp glass shards and an injured fist. No one ever cared that I wouldn't come to school some days, they were too busy talking to their friends while making up rumors about me.

I took a loose shard and pulled up my shirt, revealing the scars littering the side of my body. I injured my dominate hand so I ended up having to switch sides. I glared in anger as I started to make cut marks on my clean side. 1. 2. 3. 4. And some more. In the end I had cut 11 deep cuts into my side. I did my best to just keep the wound clean. The scars I got from doing this only made my condition worse.

"Oh, so you have problems with your father?" A ghastly voice broke the silence. I looked up and saw a skeleton that had two cracks on his skull. It was the one who actually cared when I almost went insane in the previous timeline. Gaster.

"Gast, is that really you?" I whimpered out, my side bleeding out. My vision hazed and returned but Gaster was gone, instead it was my father.

"Who's Gaster, slut?" He glared at me with a beer bottle in his hand. "ANSWER ME!" He threw the bottle and it hit my head, causing blood to seep down the side of my head.

Pain erupted in my legs as two bones had impaled them. The world seemed to twist and shift. I was getting nausea from the sight, a massive headache forming. I felt tears leak as a fedora fell down in front of me, a few blood drops were on it. I stared in horror at the beautiful hat that was now ruined.

I woke up gasping in pain, the black goopy darkness left my sight as I shook violently.

I looked around to see where I was, ignoring all the pain that was surging through my body, telling me to rest. I was still in the skeleton brothers' house. It was missing a lot of things and I got up to inspect. I lagged slightly slower than I normally do from the injuries in my legs. I slowly made my way up the stairs, not making a sound except for the small noise of liquid dripping down from my face. The carpeted stairs became stained from the droplets of blood that dripped down my face.

Once I got up I opened Papyrus' bedroom door to find the place completely empty. I shook slightly and went to Sans' room, which the door was surprisingly open. I gently pushed it open to reveal a dark and empty room. Jerking backwards and falling, I could feel the blood rolling down my legs and arms as my wounds reopened. I don't care though, I am more worried about being alone.

"(Y/n)! What happened!" I heard the oh so familiar voice of my little sister as she gasped. She rushed upstairs and ran to my side as I leaned against a wall for support.

My blood stained the carpet under me as I stood there, turning the cozy color to a crimson red.

"Heh.... Just dying, like every timeline..." I choked out hoarsely, my throat feeling like it was on fire.

"Don't speak, you'll damage your voice." She spoke kindly as a figure seemed to lurk behind her, only to reveal itself as Sans. He was looking at the carpet and me in utter horror and fear.