Silent but deadly - G!Sans x Frisk

Chapter Fifteen: Past

Frisk POV

All I could think about was that memory I had in the garden but...I haven't thought about them in years. My family I mean.

No matter how desperate I got...I could never face them. Not after what happened. Not after what I did.

'What happened?' You may ask. Let me tell you.

It was a relatively normal Tuesday for us. Mom and Dad would go on a date night and we would get a babysitter.

Although our usual babysitter, Annie Thompson, went missing so she was replaced with another woman. I believe her name was...Leena Quinn.

I know it's a name none of you will know. But it has significance to me.

I was playing with Azzy in dad's buttercup garden, since mom's roses were being entered in some competition, and Leena approached us.

My thoughts immediately were: "She's gonna play with us!" Since Annie would always come over and play hide and seek with us. But no. She came over to insult us.

Recently, however, she had taken to beating us. We'd try to protect each other but we were both still kids.

"You leave him alone, you big bully!" I yelled as Asriel cried next to me. I was protective of Azzy. Now that I think of it...He was alot like Papyrus. A cinnamon roll.

"Or what are you gonna do?" She placed her hands on her hips, sneering at eight year old me. "Cry to mommy?" She mocked, fake pouting.

My eyes shifted to Azzy, knowing I couldn't do anything. Even if I did, what would I do? She's a twenty year old woman. I'm a kid compared to her.

"Just as I thought." Leena pulled on Asriel's ears and I felt anger grow inside me. I had had enough.

I ran for dad's gardening scissors and charged at her. They immediatly plunged straight into her stomach, killing her after a few seconds.

After turning to Azzy and looking into his eyes, I realized what I had done. I stepped back in horror and stared at Leena's body.

Obviously, I didn't want to kill her but something inside me snapped and caused me to lash out. Another part of me took pleasure in her death and was grateful she died. Still didn't stop me from hating myself.

So I ran away from the castle and never returned.

After a few years, I met Daniel and fell in love instantly. I thought it was love anyway...Turned out, I was just grateful for the help. But I was still a kid. Only fifteen. You can't blame me for thinking otherwise.

That's when I learned that if I keep my mouth shut than I cause less trouble. I get less riled up and I stay calmer. So I stopped speaking altogether.

That leads me up to today. Twenty-two years old, and commited more murders than I've had hot meals.

And that's my story. Messed up, isn't it? But that's life. There isn't much anyone can do about it. We can only pray it gets better. Sometimes it does sometimes it doesn't.

I sighed and stared at the food, I tried to eat but I couldn't. My appetite was gone but the pain in my heart was still very much there. So I excused myself and retreated to G's room.

I wondered what Asriel was doing now. He seemed really horrified by the whole situation back in the castle.

I was also curious as to what happened to Leena's body. After all, I never heard anything about anybody calling the police. So it struck me as odd and out of place.

A gentle knock awoke me from my thoughts as G wondered into the room. I smiled up at him as he looked down at me.

"Hey, Angel." He said as he took a seat next to me. I suddenly had the strong feeling I was being interrogated as he looked down at me. "I was just curious about what's going through that pretty head of yours." I rolled my eyes, playfully and shook my brown locks at him.

"Nothing, I've just been thinking about Kiri." I lied, although my brain had to make me stress as I quickly thought:

How would Asriel react to my daughter?

"Still? If you want I could take you back to the tree, I really don't mind." I again lightly shook my head and pulled my legs close to my body.

"No. I don't think I could stomach the slide again. You were lucky I didn't throw up on you." He gave me a nervous type laugh. Causing me to tilt my head.

"Yeah...I kinda lied about that whole dying thing." I furrowed my brows and blinked lightly a few times.

"What."

"You were still technically in danger!" He said in a defensive manner, raising his arms in the air as if he were surrendering. "You could've broken something!" I laughed, watching him come up with excuses but my smile faded slightly as I remembered something else.

"I didn't mean to ruin your sweater! I was just painting and I accidently splashed the paint!"

I pushed the thought away and smiled once again, hoping he didn't notice my little moment again.

"G, love, it doesn't matter. I got a nice reward in the end~" I chuckle as I batted my lashes as G's face glowed yellow against the darkness of the room.

He immediately shrugged it off and pulled one of his award winning smirks.

"'love'?" Oh...Shit...

"I...Ah..." I felt my face grow warmer as I realized my mistake. He pulled me closer to him so his face was mere centimetres from mine.

"I think it suits you better, don't you think...Love?~" I punched his arm, laughing.

"Don't be an ass, G!" Out of nowhere, he pounces on top of me. Me: Totally and utterly confused. Him: Enjoying every damn second.

"This is me being an ass, love~" I widened my eyes as a yellow tongue ran across the nape of my neck.

"G-G...Wh...What are you..." I managed before he bit down on my neck, earning a small yelp from me. He licked the wound as trickles of blood made a stream along my neck.

"Now everyone knows who you belong to." He stated, before sitting next to me. I stared at the door before slowly turning to him.

"Is...Is that it...?" I ask slowly, causing G to look at me, seemingly caught off guard.

"Er...Sorry what?"

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I changed the description btw!

Here ya go if your interested in reading it!:

Frisk has never spoke a word in her life, or that's what people think. The prison just passes her off as innocent and friendless.

G can prove that isn't the case as he already once believed. But what does it matter?

Despite everything, Frisk will still smile and wave, as if life isn't hard for her. Even when it clearly is.

Her sister, Kiri, is the only thing that keeps Frisk going. However as soon as she starts accepting G's help, she loses everything. But still goes on with her life.

But that feeling grows in her chest once again and again she is forced to accept it.
to accept it.

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