Part 12 - In the hospital

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Chara's POV

When we finally found Frisk's hospital room I ran up to her and took her hand in mine. She was unconscious. It was harder now to keep back the tears. I didn't want to cry in front of Toriel though. She slowly walked up beside me, took one look at Frisk's condition and started to cry. I brought her into a hug trying to calm her down and hopefully take away some of my own sadness. I felt slightly better and I hoped I helped Toriel some as well.

"I cannot bare to see my child like this any longer. Please, when you are ready to leave, come see me in the hallway and we can drive back to the house." Toriel explained and I nodded.

I watched her leave the room and when the door closed I let the tears stream down my face. I held Frisk's frail hand and looked at her. She was very pale and I could see that Frisk's forearm was stitched. I could also see a bit of dried blood along her side and the stitches on her arm. Her leg was in a cast and was elevated. There was also a painful looking welt on her forehead. I didn't like seeing her like this. I silently cried for a bit longer. Wiping the remaining tears from my eyes and cheeks, I placed a gentle kiss on Frisk's forehead and left the room. When I got back to the house, I went straight up to the room I shared with Frisk and buried my face into the pillows. I stayed there and ended up crying myself to sleep.

~time skip a few days~

Morning came and I started thinking. *Well, the hospital isn't that far. It would probably be a 20-minute walk from here. That's not too bad. Maybe I could go walk to see Frisk today.* I thought. I got up, put on clean clothes and walked out the door. On my way there I stopped at a flower shop. I had money on me so I bought some flowers for Frisk before continuing to the hospital. I got there and made sure she was still in the same room and she was so, still knowing the way, I made my way there. When I got in, I noticed Frisk was still really pale. This worried me a little bit. I went up to her and kissed her cheek before going and sitting in the hospital chair in the room. I was sitting there for at least 2 hours before I saw Frisk start to stir awake. I perked up when I saw Frisk sit up. She groaned as she held her head, face scrunched in pain. I walked over to her and embraced her in a hug.

"Ow!" She said.

"I'm sorry, did I hurt you?" I asked feeling bad that I might have hurt Frisk.

"Yeah, a little bit. It's ok. Just be careful, alright?" She said.

I nodded and kissed her cheek.

"I'm sorry you have to be in pain like this." I apologized.

She placed her hand on my cheek and I leaned into it.

"It's alright. Don't worry about it."

"Oh!" I said as I remembered something.

I turned around then turned back.

"I got you these flowers. You know, as a get well soon present." I said, handing her the flowers.

She grabbed them from me and smelled them.

"Thank you, they're beautiful." She responded.

"But you know what's more beautiful?" She inquired, smiling.

"What?" I asked her.

"You." She said and reached up to kiss me as I blushed.

"Oh..." She said and her happiness dropped.

"What happened?" I asked.

"Can you please get a nurse or doctor?" She asked.

I gave a questioning look and then realized blood was spreading all down the side of her hospital gown. I rushed out of the room to find someone who could help.

Frisk's POV

As Chara went to go get someone to help I lifted the hospital gown to see that I had stitches running down my side and some of them had popped, causing blood to pour down my side. My heart started to race and my eyes widened. I knew this would probably be bad so I tried to calm myself down by taking deep breaths. I lied back down and waited for Chara to come back. My vision started to get blurry then faded away. *Please come soon...* was my last thought before I completely passed out.

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Oops, Forgot to post this yesterday, sorry. Not that many people read this anyway but meh.

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