Silent but deadly - G!Sans x Frisk

Chapter Seven: Old Friends

Frisk POV

I tense up as the voice speaks closing the door to the women's bathroom.

I feel fear course through my body and any confidance I would've had before this was gone. I slowly turned around seeing Daniel standing there smirking at me.

I muster up what little courage I had and glared at him. That's all we did. Glared at each other.

"My, my. You seem to be unhappy. Now what's the problem baby doll?" I didn't tear my eyes away from him but his was roaming up and down my body.

Jesus does everyone have a nickname for me?!

"You have matured, haven't you?" He placed a hand on the tiled wall behind me, right next to my head.

Get closer you son of a bitch, I fucking dare you.

I kept to my silence as usual but my glare got darker.

"At lost for words baby doll? I am stunning, aren't I?" Silence. "Speak baby." He grabbed my head and slammed it against the wall.

A throbbing pain ran through it as he did it again. And again. I thought I'd almost pass out from the pain in my head.

"I said use your fucking tongue! What's the point of one if you won't use it?!" I force my tears to stay at bay. He pulls something from his pocket.

I-Is that a--?!

"Should I cut it out? Then you'll permanantly be a mute! Would you like that baby doll?!" My tears finally escaped as I couldn't tear my eyes away from the knife laying in his hand.

Oh god. He's lost his mind.

Small sobs escaped my lips, I was hoping they'd be loud enough for someone to hear them but no such look.

Daniel grabbed my arm, pressing my back to his chest, while his hand was covering my mouth and holding the knife to my hip.

"You're gonna scream real loud for me now. Ready, baby doll?" I shook my head rapidly, even as he pressed the knife into my hip.

I refused to give him what he wanted.

"Come on baby doll scream!" He twisted the knife so even more crimson liquid leaked out of me.

I couldn't help it. I let out an ear piercing scream.

"That's it. You remember the last time you screamed for me? Although then...The situation was a little more...Special..." He laughed and I suddenly felt nausous.

G POV

"You said before you knew Frisk. What did you mean by that?" I asked Grillby as he cleaned a glass.

"I feel like I've seen her before but I can't place my finger on where...Maybe it will come to me." I shrug, showing a lazy smirk.

"You seem interested in her. Do you maybe--" Grillby raises his hand to my face.

"Don't get it twisted G. Your the one who was staring at her as she walked to the bathroom." I felt my face light up. "Inspections like that genually don't go unoticed by friends G. Remember that."

"I was not inspecting her. I was...Making sure she'd be okay on the way." Grillby rolled his eyes playfully.

"Whatever you say G. So, what is your relationship with her? Are you friends or are you just dating?" Now I rolled my eyes. He was very pushy about my friendship with Frisk.

"We're just friends Grillby." I unintentionally spat the word. What was wrong with me?

"Listen G, I know you've said enough times that you two aren't dating but you look at her as if she was the most precious thing in the world. I was just curious that your feelings for her maybe stronger than your letting on." I open my mouth to argue, but nothing came out my mouth.

"Oh god." I whisper banging my skull off the table. "I think your right." Grillby chuckled, probably already knowing what my answer would be.

Although my thoughts were interrupted when a scream rang out from the woman's bathroom. Panic rose in me as I ran toward it, bursting the door open.

What I saw made my bones go stiff and unresponsive.

Frisk had a knife pludged into her side, blood and tears stained her face with the black haired boy from before holding her against her will.

"Look baby doll! We have an audience!" My eye glowed yellow but in fear I actually didn't do anything. "Now, I know you two are actually rather close. So I'm gonna tell you something that will change your opinion of Frisk. Or maybe..." His cold eyes look down upon Frisk, a creepy smile on his face.

I dreaded the worse. I couldn't think of what could possibly could have happened to Frisk that would make me change my opinion of her.

"Maybe Frisk should tell you. What a shock that would be. The so called mute, telling you the truth of her past." He pulled at Frisk's hair. "Speak baby doll! Maybe one more twist of the knife will--"

"Okay! Alright you win!" Frisk yelled out, causing me to freeze.

She can speak?! (for those who dont know I changed the isolation scene so Frisk doesn't speak then.)

"Isn't her voice angelic? She stopped using it when she was about 15. Wanna tell them why, Frisky?" A small yellow flame erupted from my eye.

I didn't care that Frisk could speak. I was more pissed off that he forced her too. She clearly didn't like using her voice but yet he forced her to.

"That little girl with the brown hair. Tell him the truth about her." I was silent, curiosity getting the better of me.

"B-But--" He harshly pulled her hair back.

"Tell him." He licked the back of Frisk's ear and she visibly shivered then attempted to jerk out of his grip.

The sick son of a--

"S-She isn't my s-sister." I stared her in her tear filled eyes. What was she talking about? My non existent lips parted.

"What are you--?"

"Kiri isn't my sister. She's my daughter."

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Cliffhanger! Sorry!

I know these chapters are usually filled with something sexual and I don't like that. But I saw an episode of doctor who where the child was actually the son of the character helping the doctor and it gave me the idea of this chapter!

Hope you enjoyed 💜💜💜💜