Stay

Cold

For my Grandmother who passed January 23rd, 2018. Miss you...

~~~

It was true.

For once, Devin had held your best interest at heart and had told you something important instead of disregarding it entirely. She was really gone.

Your grandmother had passed away.

Snow gently fluttered around as you stared at the tombstone by your feet. Unlike the others that were covered in ice and snow, this one had been cleared off with the death date newly added under your grandmother's name. She had passed two days after your suicide attempt and someone else from your distant family, that you had estranged from your life long ago, had to take care of her final wishes. So here she was. Buried six feet under the ground with your grandfather who had passed away several years before her.

She really was gone.

There was a crunching sound behind your still form but you didn't even bother to turn around. You felt Papyrus's gloved hand press reassuringly on your shoulder but you didn't even acknowledge that he touched you. She was gone. The one good thing that you could even remember was gone. The one person who had given you hope and brought a smile to your face whenever you saw her. The one person you would have laid your life down to protect... was gone.

"Human?" Papyrus's voice was low, even more so than you have ever heard it before. It should have bothered you like it normally did. You should give him some sort of reaction to show that you understand that he is there for you. That Sans was here for you too but you couldn't.

"She's gone..." Your voice had an eerie hollowness to it as the cold weather whipped about causing goosebumps to form on your skin. To say the hours prior had been emotional was an understatement. When Devin had said Blair house and Grandmother, you were already pleading with Papyrus to take you there. You had to find out. You had to make sure that she was okay. That she hadn't died. That you weren't officially alone anymore.

The tall skeleton did not hesitate and you both ran back to the convertible with a confused Sans popping his head up from the backseat at your haste. You were frantic. Borderline hysterical but your two companions didn't make any mention of it as you sped over to the assisted living facility. Despite the rampant emotions flooding your mind, you managed to convince the skeletons to stay in the car as you entered the building and asked a nurse about your grandmother. You don't think that the facility would have appreciated lots of their residents dying from the shock of seeing two skeletons walk through the door.

All the staff did was confirm what Devin had said previously. She had passed in her sleep. On her final days, she had gone on hospice and the painkillers she received eventually made it so she slept constantly and left the world without feeling any pain. Her room had already been emptied of her belongings with a new resident moved in. Whichever family member had stepped up made sure that there was nothing left. Fortunately, they had informed the staff of the day that they were going to have the funeral services and with that information it led you to where you were now. She had left without pain. You honestly couldn't ask for much better than that.

So here you were. Standing by her newly dug grave with the only two people who cared about you in the world standing right behind you. Weren't you supposed to feel something right now? Anger? Sadness? Despair? Shouldn't you at least be crying? You certainly had a whirlwind of emotions earlier but now you felt as though you were a hollow husk. It was the coldest you have ever felt internally. There was nothing left. What was the point? What was the point of everything if all you were going to do was end up in a six foot hole?