Do I love you or do I L.O.V.E myself

its my fault...

"hmm.. I'd just like some fries..p-please.." I said calmly, why the fuck did I just studder?!? (Y/N) pull yourself together.. 

but its your fault.. 

w-what?! 

Its your fault you studdered..

I stare at the wooden bar table as I argue with my brain, then someone gently touches my shoulder. I flinch and move away quickly, knocking over someones glass of beer and it fell to the floor and shattered. "hey kid.. calm down its just me.. what's wrong.." sans says in a considered voice, I look up at him and smile nervously, "S-sorry! i-i was just lost in thought for a moment..."

pathetic.. 

I try to ignore what my brain just said and look at the mess I just caused, "I'm so sorry.. I'll help.." I lent down to start picking up the shattered glass on the floor. But of course with my dumb ass self I cut my self on a piece of it. I flinched and watched as the blood poured out,

see.. look how satisfying that is to watch.. do it more..~

I get pulled away gently by sans, "kid watch out! you hurt yourself..." he says, looking at my bloody finger. I don't know why but.. it looked like he wanted to lick the blood off my finger... weird... 

its your fault..its all your fault..

I'm sorry.. I'm sorry.. please stop I'm sorry! "well lets go get you cleaned up.. k?"sans says, interrupting my.. thoughts.  I nod and he leads me outside and towards a nice looking house, he walks in and looks around. Then I hear this weird loud voice,

"SANS?!"