Philophobia

Chapter 8

A/N: okay, so, quick announcement. when i do someones pov, it's gonna switch between second person and first person because in the last chapter, i kept switching between first and second person unconsciously (obviously, it's edited, so it's not like that in the published version) soooooo i'll just switch between second and first person for the rest of the story. Chara and G's pov will probably be in first person, and Frisk's will be second person cause you're practically Frisk in the story. if you don't like it, that sucks. get over it. oh, and i hope y'all like the new cover. it's kinda blurry, so i put what it says in the story description. anyways, to chapter 8!!

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Chara's POV

Frisk laid there, unconscious and pale. At the moment, we were in the void, and our whole experience was nothing but a vivid nightmare to her. At least, that's what she thinks. Heh, she's so easy to mess with. Time passed, and passed, and passed. I started getting bored, so I crouched next to Frisk, poking her face and making a raspberry sound. She harshly blinked a couple of times before focusing on me. Once realizing who I was, she sat up and backed away. I giggled and levitated into the air once more. I turned over so that I was upside down. My hair fell downwards, allowing Frisk to see my entire face. I smiled and stuck my tongue out at her, winking.

"What the hell do you want now?" She scoffed. I giggled, turning right side up and resting my chin in my palm.

"Oh, you really don't get it, do you?" I asked, annoyance lacing my tone. She drew her arms up to her chest, quivering the slightest bit. All of a sudden, her hand flew to her neck where I had slowly stabbed her before. I laughed, lowering and shaking my head. A knife materialized in my hand, and I looked to her, my eyes covered and dripping in thick, black blood. Frisk's eyes widened in horror as she saw my face. Tears started to form in her eyes.

"I'm nothing but a bad dream to you, right?" I said, dropping to the floor and slowly walking to her, "I'm nothing but your imagination and past coming back to haunt you, right? Oh, how wrong you are. I'm real, and I'm not leaving this time." I yelled the last sentence and Frisk couldn't hold the tears in anymore. Her face was drenched in tears within seconds, and I doubled over in laughter.

"You're pathetic, you know that? Heh..." I looked down and back up once more, my face back to it's normal paleness, rosy cheeks and red eyes, "Might as well tell you that you're unconscious in the real world, at the moment. This is all a dream, yet reality at the same time. Though, the longer you're here, the darker and less 'nice' it'll get. Dark, darker, yet darker. Sooner or later, in the real world, the shadows you see in the corners of your room at night will become more... how do I say this... real than ever before, possibly even physically touchable. The shadows will cut deeper and deeper into your mind. Haha, sucks to suck, I guess."

Frisk looked at me, a scowl plastered onto her face. I could see her mouth moving, but couldn't hear anything. "Huh, what was that, 'doll face'?" Her mouth moved once more, but all I could hear was a small mumble. "Speak up, Frisky."

"I SAID 'YOU BASTARD.' AND DON'T CALL ME THAT, ASSHAT." She screamed. I chuckled and sighed.

"Aww, you sure know how to flatter a girl, dontcha? Well, you probably wanna go back to your precious G, don't you?" She looked to the side and slowly nodded. I dropped the knife and it dematerialized before it even hit the cold, dark ground.

"All right, darling. Have fun while it lasts. I'll be back, I promise." I said winking at her. With a snap from my fingers, Frisk woke up, and I was back in my world. Hah... see you soon.

G's POV

I heard shuffling, followed by whimpering, causing me to open one eye. Frisk was moving around in her bed, clawing at her face and whimpering. I got up, setting her journal on the chair and walking over to Frisk's bed. She was hyperventilating, from what I could tell. I kneeled next to her on the floor and slowly started shaking her awake.