Love - Fueled Revival

Chapter Six

A/N : I have been sick, as most people know. I started writing this, before I got sick on my medication. I will publish this now. I'm sorry; the quality is poor. It took oh so long to make. I'm better now, but I will not guarantee updates. Instead, I hope those who still have this book in their reading list reads this notification. 

'Look outside your window.'

The message had sent the sound of vibration against the wooden desk.
Chara glanced over from her bed, picking up the phone,

And a small smile crept across her lips.

Chara stood up, moving over to her window and moving the curtain.
Across the street, Chara caught sight of a boy waving from a rooftop.

She couldn't help but giggle, before shutting the curtains.

Chara walked over to her closet and pulled out a tanktop and sleep shorts, sliding both on quickly, before picking up her phone.

'im gonna stop by.' She sent simply, quietly shutting off her phone and leaving her room. Chara walked silently outside, neglecting to put on shoes or socks as she walked across the cold asphalt.

Frisk looked down from the rooftop,
"Hello, there! How kind of you to stop by!" He smiled, seeming to quote Chara's recent message.
"Come on up, there is enough room," Frisk added with a calm smile, patting the surface besides him.

Chara rolled her eyes, before glancing around,
"How?" She asked.

Frisk frowned, before leaning over and putting both his arms down over the edge,
"Grab my hands, I'll pull you up." He said.

Chara walked below his dangling hands, standing on her toes to grab onto his hands.
After a moment, Frisk hauled Chara up. Once she was high enough, Chara used her own strength to pull herself over completely, falling into him on accident, before completely giving up and laying on him.
She was tired, but she couldn't sleep.

Frisk held onto Chara,
"Are you okay?" He asked, holding Chara in his lap, allowing the girl to get comfortable in his grasp,

Chara nodded,
"Tired,
Sorry, I'm gonna lay here for a second." She said, resting her head against his chest, her legs curled in his lap,

"I don't mind. Plus, you're company is enough, it's been a long day." Frisk admitted,

Chara felt Frisk mess with her hair— in a sense, it was calming,
"What happened?" Chara asked drowsily,

"Well, you came over, and that was nice. But then I was called to a meeting regarding monster on human assault without any evidence of the situation, after that, I gave a woman and her son a ride home because their car broke down. I just got home." Frisk said, messing with Chara's hair still.

Chara looked up to Frisk, giving him a gentle kiss on the cheek,
"I'm sorry you had a rough day.." Chara said quietly, her voice hardly over a whisper.

Frisk blushed, smiling,
"It wasn't that bad. Thanks for stopping by." He said, noticing Chara drifting off in his arms,
"How was your day?" He asked, attempting to get a bit more conversation out of Chara before she fell asleep

"It was okay. Dad took me over to doctor Alphys. I found out that I am.. empty, made of pure void matter. No emotion, no real soul.." Chara whispered, her voice cracking in the slightest. Her eyes welled, and her vision grew uneasy as she blinked and tears travelled down her cold skin.

She was silent,
"I'm scared, Frisk. I'm no human— even before I died, I was always just pretending. Pretending to be normal, drugged on shitty offbrand medication because my parents didn't care enough to buy me anything that could actually help.
I don't want to pretend that I'm normal. That I'm human. I'm so much—"