"What am I doing here? Really Sweetheart?" G asked, he sounded pissed. I really hoped I wouldn't smell that smoke that seemed to come from him when he was mad.
"Where were you!?" He asked trying not to yell, I sighed softly.
"I was over at a friend's house, I don't see why you're so worried about my whereabouts." I said walking towards him, he was probably next to my couch as he favored that piece of furniture, and I wanted to sit down.
"Do you know how Toriel would react if she found out you were hurt?" He asked as I set a hand on the arm of my couch, finding it splintered.
"Did you break my couch?" I asked with a frown.
"Are you even worried about yourself? No! Why run off like that?" He asked, now he was ranting, and ignoring whatever I said, how mature.
"G, what if you punched my boyfriend back in the bar?" I asked raising a brow.
"That b****** was NOT your boyfriend!" He growled at me. I rolled my eyes and folded my arms, leaning lightly against my couch.
"No he wasn't, but what if he was?"
"He's not."
"That's not the point G."
"Yes it is, he isn't your boyfriend, he shouldn't be touching you." I felt a small shiver at his possessiveness. "G, I appreciate your concern, but you can't just start fights like that. I could have handled it, I have before." There was a pause from G before I realized I probably shouldn't have said that last part.
"Has he been bothering you?" He asked and I turned away from him.
"Oh boy."
"This is serious Sweetheart, he could hurt you." He told me stepping up behind me. I turned around staring up at where his face should be and frowned.
"I'm not scared of him."
"You don't know what he is. You can't tell the different between monsters and humans."
"I know a monster when I hear one G, and I don't care if he's an evil version of Superman, I'm not scared of him." He was staring back at me, probably glaring at me, but why? I never needed his help before, why would I need it now?
"Just be careful Sweetheart. You don't know what us monsters are capable of." He started pulling away.
"I don't think you're as much of a monster as you play to be." I said sincerely while folding my arms. He always played so chill and angered, but he acted more like a two year old than a monster.
"I wish you were right." He murmured before I heard that warping noise that meant he was gone, you could only hear it when it was quiet or you were listening for it. Which it was deathly quiet here, especially now that he was gone. I sighed softly.
"I don't think you even know who you are to the people around you." I said to the air, but I think he was listening.
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Fanfiction(Y/n) has had a rough life, how could it get any worse? Let's let G answer that. ~~ This is a Complete Rewrite of Hold Still! I don't own any of the pictures or Songs.
