You lay, staring at your bandaged wrist, wondering what made you do such a profound act of insanity.
I kissed a skeleton
You think, as you here a knock, on the door
"Hey, are you ok? You haven't left that room in hours."
Camille asks through the door. You ponder, should you tell her what's wrong?
No, she won't understand, you say you're fine and that you fell asleep
"May I come in" she asks
You decide to let her in, you're arms are out on the covers, she immediately notices the blood stain.
"Show me your arm, I need to see if it's infected"
You refuse, saying that sans should do it.
"He's not here"
You're heart drops.
"H-He's not?"
"He's at Grillby's"
She says, looking you dead in the eye
"So show me your arm"
You show her, not like you had a choice. She looks at the cuts, then back at you.
"You did this"
Your breath stops.
"Uh, n-no I didn't"
"(Y/n), I know a self cut when I see one, why did you do this? Aren't you happy? Did we do something?"
You start to cry, amongst the tears you shout
"I DON'T KNOW! I've been trying to figure this out myself!"
Your words start getting muffled.
"alliwantedtodowastellsanshowifeltbutthenikissedhimandi-"
You stop yourself by covering your mouth
Camille's eyes grow
"You did what?"
"..."
You stay silent...
The expression on her face is hard to tell,
Your scared she'll tell everyone...
"(y/n)..."
