painful truths

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The night was young the lusts subsidised, as the moon shines down brightly a certain woman slinks into the library once more. Visions and dreams becoming more vivid then ever.

(Your POV)

Sans was still asleep after that eventful night and I needed to take my mind off of it. "Now the vision I had showed the lady had a hidden diary.... where is it.....where is it" I mutter as I began to look up and down for the book. Eventually I stumble upon it within the corner of the room. I pick it up carefully and look through it. Page after page it revealed to me about her life, she was a Van Hellsing a Vampire hunter she had a cousin named Frisk that she was close too. However one day she went missing, yet when she returned she was different.... "hmm interesting so far" I mutter as a scroll through the pages and stop to a part of the book and read it out loud. "Never have I witnessed such vulgarity in my life, here I am taken here against my will and then raped for attempted escape?! How could someone ever love a man so vulgar as this?!...... and yet I find myself drawn to him?" As I read it I rose a brow.

Could it be a severe Case of Stockholm syndrome or actual attraction? I shook my head at the thought as I kept reading the dairy more and more, learning about how her life had been. That was until a small foldeded letter caught my eye within the book. I carefully pull it out as I look at who it was addressed to, as I read it my eyes began to water as it read.

"My dearest love and companion, Sans though I spend every waking moment with you I have snuck off this once to talk with the good doctor about one thing. I don't know how to tell you in words, but that one night we consummated together has given us a child. Dr.Alphys says it might be twins or perhaps triplets from how many souls she has detected. I am so excited to be a parent with you my love and I hope we have the best life, for despite our ups and downs you've given me more then anything I could ask for.... forever yours, ......."

The name was smudge as I cried slightly on to the paper. She had died never telling Sans that he was going to be a father to not one but possible two or three children..... A man who had lost everything to us humans even lost the lives of people he would never meet or know of, that was a horrid feeling to think. I grip my stomach slightly as I was now face with a moral dilemma, Do I tell him a truth about how his wife was pregnant with his children or keep it a secret never to be seen again.....

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