This Chapter will be start off as a Frisk pov and switch to a double pov later on... Same warning;
Frisk started to have a nightmare but before it got too bad, she woke up to find that she was alone in the house... There was a note on Sans pillow saying that Papyrus needed him to do rounds and then pick up the clothes from the day before, and that Papyrus should be home if she needs anything... But as she made her way downstairs into the kitchen she found another note telling her that Papyrus had to go meet with Undyne and that he'd be home late...
It slowly sank in that she was alone in the big house... All alone... It had been a long time since she'd been alone... And the dark corners of the house where starting to feel like they were creeping up her neck... She suddenly started to hear things that weren't there... The monster's form town commenting on her rudely... The men from the park... Her step brothers... They were all whispering in her ears... Louder and louder...
'Sans! SANS Where Are You! I need you...' Was all she could think... But he didn't come... She wanted... No Needed them to stop... How did she do it in the past... 'Oh... Right... That's how...' She thought as she opened the kitchen draw and headed back upstairs to the bath room... Locking it after entering...
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He felt bad leaving her for so long but she had Paps there if she needed anything. So he took his time getting the clothes and walking home. It'd been a few days since he was alone last... He didn't mide being by her side but he still missed his alone time... But that didn't matter right now it was getting dark and he wanted to get home... Maybe he'd try taking her out again in a little while... Bring her to Grillby's while it's being slow... 'Yeah that sound nice...', he thought to himself as he opened the door...
"Yo Frisk! Paps! I'm back!", he yelled as he stepped in... But some thing was wrong... He saw the bathroom door closed so he figured Frisk was in there... But there was something else... The air didn't smell right...
Where was the smell of burnt spaghetti... He ran to the kitchen to see the note Papyrus left... As well as... A missing kitchen knife...
Fear overtook Sans as he checked the house for dust leaving the bathroom for last... He was scared, sad, and furious... How could he let this happen! He knew sooner or later this Frisk would snap too!!! He should of paid closer attention!!!! He should of taken her with him today!!!!! He should of-....
All the thoughts stopped as he tried the bathroom door to find it locked... He looked at the door and knocked 3 times... Nothing... He knocked 3 more times and this time he heard the 3 knonks back... He knew she was in there...
He couldn't wait for her to unlock the door! He knew something was wong and wasn't willing to wait any longer...
He teleported in and what he saw disturbed him to his core... It wasn't long before the strange smell of copper that filled the room hit him... Frisks arms were exposed which she never did and now he could see why... They were covered in scars... Old... New... And fresh as the blood fell to the floor leaving a small puddle and staining her black jean, as much as blood could stain black clothes...
Frisk slowly looked up and in a pitifully horse voice said, "Sa-n-s you-r b-back! Y-aa-y...", as tears formed in his eyes and fell to the floor mixing with the blood...
Sans fell to the floor and without thinking just ask... "Why...", Frisk set the bloody knife next to the bathtube but instead it just fell into it... Frisk simply and answered honestly... "I w-as al-one... An-d thi-sss wa-s t-the onl-ly way t-o st-op th-e v-v-voice-s-s...".
Sans helped clean up and bandaged up Frisk's arms... Then went to clean the bathroom, after that he moved the knives and left a new note to Papyrus that they needed to have a chat tomorrow... Finally he went into his room and brought the sleepy Frisk closer to him... He knew this made her a little uncomfortable but he just wanted to make sure she was still breathing... Still alive...
"Never do that again..."
"Ok..."
And with that they fell asleep in each other's arms...
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