Into the Dark | kris x reader [DISCONTINUED]

sixteen.

"Uhh.. I was busy? With school of course." She answered quickly. I would have laughed, for it not be the current situation we were dealing with.

"Oh yeah?" She paused, pretending to think and turned back to Susie. "Your paycheck is going down this month."

"Okay." Was all she replied.

"Cool, tell me when you're all.. finished." She just noticed me leaning against the window. "Is your friend okay?"

"Yeah, she's just tired."

"If you say so," Cinnamon walked away and we were left in silence. I slowly lifted the plastic cup to my lips and blew on the beverage. Once it seemed cool enough, I took a sip.

Oddly enough, I remembered the chalk in my bag. I set the bag in my lap and rummaged around until I felt a box. I placed it on the table and slid it over to Susie.

"Cheers," As they begun conversation, I felt myself drifting off.

As I looked around, darkness continued to surround me. It was well known to be that I didn't dream much, but something about this felt different.

I felt as if I was being watched. That someone was staring right through to my soul. I didn't like being watched very much. Who could blame me? Some humans grow uncomfortable quickly underneath a stare they're not used to.

But nobody was here with me, right? Whispers suddenly broke out and I looked around. Who was here? Who are they? What are they?

"Beware of the man.."

"The man..."

"Beware,"

The word "beware" was the main word in the phrase they used.

"Beware of the man who speaks in hands."

I felt a force push me, and I yelped. I had this sudden force pushing me down, the feeling of free-falling. I didn't know what was happening, so naturally I called for help.

But nobody came. And so, I fell. Flat onto the ground is when I woke up.

I jolted awake and looked around. I'm still in the diner. I realised Susie and Kris were watching me with concern.

"Are you alright?" Kris placed a hand on my shoulder and I gulped.

"Uhm.. I think so?"

"Ya think?" Susie chuckled, a small smirk on her face. I nodded lazily and rubbed my temples.

"Just a weird dream.." I say, dazed.

"Okay then.."

"How long have I been sleeping for?" I ask.

"Oh, probably about fifteen minutes." Kris replied.

...

"Did you two manage your... situation?" I carefully speak the words.

"Oh that? Yeah! We're cool. Everything's good." Susie answers, grinning.

"Yeah? Good, good." I pick up my slowly cooling hot chocolate, and take a sip. I finished off the drink, having the feeling that my friends were waiting for me.

I gather my things and Kris calls the waitress over. He pays for all of us, but I can't help but give the lady a few cents. I'm glad someone around here can stand up to Susie without acting nervous.

We all stand and I winced, holding my stomach. I hide my pained expression and and smile weakly at the two teens.

"I think I'll head home today.. Bye." I wave and don't wait for a reply from the two before walking out of the diner, having a small limp in my step as I walk. I turn a few corners until I reach my home.

I unlock the door and step inside to be greeted with a cold atmosphere. I frown at the feeling of the house.

It's always been like this. Every house I'd gotten had been like this. Cold, dark and lonely. It's better than being homeless (it has happened before), but it's so... empty. not that home-y feel that I used to walk into when I was a little girl.

I had no one to be around for, but I would never harm myself out of stress. I worked my butt off for the life I have now. Almost ten years by myself, creating what I have now.

I close the door behind me and walk over to the kitchen.

"Now.. what to make?" I mutter to myself, opening the fridge.

•  v  •

A few days had passed since the incident in the Dark world but I haven't gone back yet. Kris gave Susie the MP3 to give back to Lancer. It was Saturday now, and because there was no school, neither Kris Susie or I could get to the Dark world.

I didn't go to school on Friday, due to feeling even weaker. I thought resting would make me feel better, but I guess not. Because I feel even worse. Up to the point where I haven't even gotten out of bed since Thursday.

I haven't eaten, and the cramps in my side seemed to have gotten worse. I remember Susie and Kris saying something about a wound, and I felt cramps in the exact same place. But where did the wound go?

I should ask Kris.. But I don't have his number. And I'm too tired to get up out of bed. ... What do I do?

Once again, my mind slipped into unconsciousness and I was surrounded by darkness.

It was silent this time. I couldn't really tell if my eyes were open or not, but I looked down and found myself in my pyjamas. A navy blue long sleeve and black and white polkadot shorts.

I looked around, and in the far distance I caught sight of a figure. I began walking slowly, not sure if this was a trick or not. As I approached the figure, I noticed the odd melting features that was it.

It was covered in black and had on a white turtleneck. It had a white narrow face. Like a mask. Its left eye was half lidded while the right was fully open. A large crack ran from the top of his left eye to the top of his head. A left crack ran from the bottom of his eye to the corner of his mouth.

A toothless grin he had from ear to ear.. or not, never seemed to fade. I assumed this was a man, and as he closed in on me, I couldn't help but back away a little.

His presence honestly scared me slightly, and I didn't want to cause him or myself any trouble.

"👍︎♒︎♓︎●︎♎︎📪︎
⬥︎♏︎ ♐︎♓︎■︎♋︎●︎●︎⍓︎ ❍︎♏︎♏︎⧫︎📬︎
♋︎♐︎⧫︎♏︎❒︎ ♋︎●︎●︎ ⧫︎♒︎□︎⬧︎♏︎ ❒︎♏︎⬧︎♏︎⧫︎⬧︎📬︎
♋︎♐︎⧫︎♏︎❒︎ ⧫︎♒︎♏︎ ♏︎❒︎♋︎⬧︎♏︎ ⧫︎♓︎❍︎♏︎●︎♓︎■︎♏︎✍︎"

For some odd reason I knew what he said. What.. what was that about an erased timeline? And resets? Do I know this man? ... No, I've never met him in my life.

"□︎♒︎📪︎
⬧︎□︎ ⍓︎□︎◆︎ ◆︎■︎♎︎♏︎❒︎⬧︎⧫︎♋︎■︎♎︎✍︎" His voice only came out in gibberish that sounded like television static. How did I know what this man was saying?

"□︎❒︎ ❍︎♋︎⍓︎♌︎♏︎📪︎
⍓︎□︎◆︎ ◻︎❒︎♏︎♐︎♏︎❒︎ ❍︎♏︎ ⧫︎□︎ ⬧︎◻︎♏︎♋︎🙵 ♓︎■︎ ⍓︎□︎◆︎❒︎ ●︎♋︎■︎♑︎◆︎♋︎♑︎♏︎✍︎"

I nodded to tell him yes and white eyelights suddenly appeared in his eye.. sockets.

"Is this better?" His voice came out deep, sophisticated and smooth.

"Yes."

He stopped and raised his left hand to his chin, grin widening.

"My my, what a beautiful lady you've come to be," He complimented. A blush broke out onto my face and I nervously smiled.

"T-Thank you..? Who.. Who are you exactly?" I asked, look him up and down, trying to figure him out.

He pointed towards himself "Me?
I am W.D Gaster," Then he pointed towards me. "And you are Y/N."

I blinked and crossed my arms over my chest. "How do you know my name?" I ask, suddenly feeling self-conscious.

"Is it not right for a father to name his child?"