~~Fell's POV~~
"Hey (Y/N), knock knock" I said , still smiling at her.""who's there?" She said still giggling at her own joke. "Juno" "Juno who" she asked , genuinely confused on where this joke was going . "Juno' anythin other than bad jokes?" I asked. We both started laughing. After a few minutes of laughing I heard someone opening the door 'shit! Boss is home!'. I put my hand over (Y/N)'s mouth to shush her laughter. After a second or to she stopped laughing. I took my hand away from (Y/N)'s face, and as soon as I did so Boss walked through the door. As soon as he did he shot a death glare at me." U-uh.. Heya B-Boss"I said, sweat rolling down my skull. Boss noticed this. " Trash, what the FUCK did you do?!"He screamed , I could see that he was getting more pissed by the second" Wh-What do ya m-mean B-Boss?"I asked , my voice shaking with fear"JUST LOOK AT YOU! YOU LOOK GUILTY! YOU LOOK LIKE YOU'RE HIDING SOMETHING!" Boss yelled , walking over to me and picking me up by my neck, choking me . (Y/N)'s terrified face looking up at me. I closed my eyes, starting to go unconscious....but the Boss dropped me on the floor, then walking off to his room. I start violently coughing, and gasping for air. (Y/N) hurrying over to me." A-Are you o-okay Fell?!" She asked frantically. " Y-*cough*Yeah kid *cough* I'm f-*cough*fine"I said rubbing my neck. She helped me up off the ground. She looked at me like she wanted to say something, but she just stood there silently. " You need somethin' kid?" I asked her. She stood there for a second then hugged tightly. I was confused, but I hugged her back. " Why...why is he like that, Fell?"she asked after a few seconds
" Huh? Why is who like what kid?" I ask her. " Papyrus...why is he always so mean and hateful twords you? Has he always been like this..?" She asked, looking up so she could see my face since her head was buried in my jacket. My eye sockets went black. She looked worried "F-Fell?! I-I'm sorry..I shouldn't have a-asked.." She said, sounding apologetic. I hugged her tighter than before, putting my head over her shoulder and silently cried. 'I'm so fucking weak...Boss was right about me. I'm nothing more than a weak piece of trash that's gonna end up getting himself killed' I cried more at my own thoughts, tightly griping the back of (Y/N)'s shirt. After a few minutes, I stopped crying like a fucking weakling and let go of (Y/N)'s shirt.~~~~~~~~TO BE CONTINUED~~~~~~~
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Fucked Up Jokester With A Fucked Up Past
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