AfterDeath

Part 10

Geno's P.O.V
I held on to Reaper embracing him tightly, allowing him to cry onto my shoulder. His warm salty tear dampened papyrus' scarf but it didn't care. Those tears that Reaper was shedding those were tears of someone who had lost some one and Asgore know I know how that feel. I gently rubbed circles into his back trying my best to comfort him, I put one of my hands on his cheek bone brushing away a tear and gently kissing him on the cheek, and then going back to rubbing his back.

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"Heh that helps." I said through gulps of tears.  My throat felt soar and my hands felt raw. It was a horrible feeling which I tried to avoid happening to myself. I leant onto Geno feeling like I was scared and shy for once in my life. It actually felt surprisingly good. Being looked after. I decided to tell Geno what happened. What made me cry and break down.
"Geno the reason I cry is because one night when I was 16 our house was raided by some horrible monsters they took everything and beat me and my mum, I still have scars from that horrible night and, not only was it that but, they beat my mum repetitively which resulted in her soul splitting. My mum had always had a weak soul but it was too much strain so it broke in half. I rushed her too a hospital as quick as possible but, I I I I...i was too late..."
I stopped speaking and fell to the ground on my knees. I howled with loss and sadness. I couldn't stop...

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I felt pin pricks of tear in my eyes ,I couldn't stand it, he didn't deserve it, the trauma, the loss how could he stand to live with that on his back. I hugged him tighter not allowing my own tears to fall.
I could find any words that would help stop his sadness, from my past experience I don't think anything could. So I just held him shielding him, protecting him.

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I just sat on the ground and found myself reaching for my sharpened knife in my black pocket. I cut my arms digging it in deeper each time, blood came pouring out onto the white floor it's colour brightening the place up, in the wrong way. If anyone was saying anything I couldn't  hear them. I was numbing my whole body, not a word came out of my shut mouth and my expressionless face never changed. I kept on cutting and cutting. Deeper and deeper the knife went, indenting into my bone. I couldn't feel any pain because there was too much of it that my brain had, had enough and just accepted the pain.
Why was I doing this.
I didn't know.
I couldn't stop...

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I looked at Reaper and met his eyes they were filled with so much pain and sorrow. My hand reach over to the knife and slowly took it from his. I gave him a weak smile as my free had stroked his cheek bone, I lent in and kissed him softly, small tears welled in my eyes (sockets). It pained me to see him like this. " I love y-" the rest of my sentence was cut off with a sharp pain in my soul, which sent me to the ground. I guess the little guy couldn't wait any longer.
"Ha, you *pant* r-really like your timing huh G-Gothy." I tried to laugh it off but the pain was too much, I just kept on stuttering. I guess this is happening now.