Fucked Up Jokester With A Fucked Up Past

Chapter 5

~~~Fell's POV~~~
When (Y/N) went back to sleep I turned around to see if Boss had gotten up....but he wasn't there....I didn't hear him get up or walk away....then I look at the ground and see his scarf in a pile of dust. 'Oh fuck oh fuck oh FUCK' why do I...not feel remorse...guilt....sadness....shame...I only feel satisfaction...like...killing fill the hole in my soul....I look at (y/n)...No...N-No...I couldn't even think of hurting her....but I feel....I feel empty...like doing it again is the only way to fill my emptiness...what am I thinking? He would have died in a few days by Undine, (Papyrus had pissed off Undine the day prior and she said she was going to kill him). That's it, that's why I don't feel anything about this...hopefully. I look at (Y/N) again and smile. 'Alright,I need to clean up this dust'

~~~~~To Be Continued ~~~~~

~~Hey it's the author, how are you enjoying the story so far? Is it sh— I mean crap, should I scrap it, should I continue it? Bye bye now~~

                        -- Enasu/author Chan