Faded Wings [Birdtale Sans x Reader]

Chapter 21- It's All Your Fault

The rest of the day went by as if nothing happened. You simply threw on a fake smile and the world continued to spin around... 

Not that it ever cared about you.

You are staring at your white ceiling in your bedroom. Tonight, you were safe from your father. He went straight into his room after work, without saying a single word. So, you laid spread out across your [f/c] sheets. Listening as the night ticked by, trying to calm your drumming heart. Your mind flashed pieces of your nightmare, torturing you. Driving you slightly insane, from all the pain and blood. 

You sighed as you pulled yourself out of bed. Shuffling towards your bedside drawer. You grabbed the handle and pulled it roughly, causing the items inside to slide. Inside was pens, papers filled with childish drawings, old photos stained with dried tears, and a large black cotton wrap. You reached in and grabbed the wrap. Slowly winding it around your hands with great skill and precision. As you stepped in front of your punching bag. You stood there, feet spread and knees bent. Perfect stance. Taking a deep breath and closing your eyes. 

A scene flashed in your head. Your head was hanging low as you stared at the ground. It was coated in red crimson blood which, was trickling down your legs. Sprinkled inside were black feathers and pieces of glass, from the beer bottle earlier shattered on your head. You were breathing heavy and tears ran down your face. Teeth buried deep into the brown leather belt. You feel a hot breath on your neck with the strong smell of alcohol. Your father chuckles at you as he leans down to your ear. In his raspy voice, he whispers...

It's all your fault...

Your eyes snapped open as you swung at the bag. Over and over again. It's all your fault. It's all your fault. It's all your fault. It's all your fault. Over and over again. Memories flashing at a quicker speed as you hit the bag. They weren't soft hits either, within a couple of minutes your hands were hurting. However, you kept swinging. It's all your fault. It's all your fault. It's all your fault. You glared strongly at the blue fabric on the bag. Grinding your teeth onto one another. Sweat dripping down your face. Timing each swing just right. It's all your fault. It's all your fault. It's all your fault. 

"IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT," you exploded hitting the bag extremely hard. It swung back, smacking the wall with a slight thud. Causing it to lose momentum as it slowing fell towards you. You grasped it as you breathed heavily. Tears threatening to spill from your cold, cold [e/c] eyes. Resting your head onto the canvas punching bag, you mumbled, "It's all your fault."

"All my fault..."

A.N~

I know this chapter is really short. To be honest, this chapter and chapter 22 were supposed to be together. However, when I finished it I didn't know what to title it. So, I was like: 

"Fuck it. I'm splitting them into 2 chapters."

But, I thought that was kind of messed up. Due to the chapter originally being longer and I cutted it so, I'm going to post both. Also, the transition may seem a bit weird but, just go with it. It'll make sense later.  

Now that's it!!

Have a great day and be you boo!

Luna_Storm_72 out!