Forever together...Sans x Frisk fanfic

Hope?

Chara's POV

Frisk: Thank you...

And she fell asleep...I looked at the screen...*sigh*...why always bad things have to happen? Sans is dead, Frisk will probably be sad for the rest of her life...ok, I admit it, I was a bit jealous of Sans, but only because he could make Frisk happy, and I couldn't...but I am happy when she's happy...I looked at her, and then again at the screen...I closed it...

...I have to talk with Asriel. I quickly got up from the bed, and went in his room. He was chatting with his friends.

Chara: May I come in?

Asriel: You know that I'm angry with you because you said that I'm a crybaby?

Chara: Oh come on in all these years you have the courage to tell me this only now? And I was joking. Anyway, I didn't come here for talk about this.

Asriel: Then what is it?

Chara: It's for Frisk. We have to talk with Gaster...

~~1 month later~~

Frisk's POV

It has been a month...since his death...I cry almost all night, until I sleep, I always have nightmares about him, and when I wake up, I hope he's near me, but he isn't...with Sans, I had many dreams...marry one day...build a family...all things that I can't do in my future...

...

...I still have Sans' things, I think they are a part of him...I always hug or wear his jacket...it has the smell of ketchup, and it always makes me cry...I don't want to do anything...I don't want to eat, I can't sleep, I don't want to talk with anyone... I don't want to live anymore...*sigh* Sans...if you're listening me, you said that I had to stay strong for you...I can't...but I will try...fir you...

...

You were my only motivation to live...how can I stay without you?

...

Someone knocked at the door...I was laying down on the bed, I looked at the door, but I didn't got up...I put my head on the pillow, and I heard the knock on the door again, and again...it was tiring me out, so I got up...when someone would knock, I always hope it was someone that went there for telling me "SANS IS ALIVE! HE WANTS YOU!"...but everytime, it was something else...I was wearing his jacket, and when I opened the door, it was Dad.

Dad: Can I come in?

Frisk:...Okay...

He came in, I sat down on the bed and he took the chair from my desk.

Dad: *sigh* okay, I wanted to talk with you. I have to tell you two things.

Frisk: Go

Dad: First of all, you can't stay at bed all day, me, your mom and Chara and Asriel are worried about you...you look like...you want to suicide.

Frisk: You know, I wouldn't mind if something would kill me

Dad: Frisk...

Frisk: DAD.

Dad:...

Frisk: Is there anything else?

Dad: Yes.

I looked at him.

Dad: Ok, first of all, don't kill me

Frisk: Okay?