Careless>>(Sanscest)(Multiship Sans×Ink)

~Chapter 16~

(Oh geez....I feel sick...Like really sickening...for some reason)
(Oof must be the tacos I ate) ×_×

Nightmare POV
My room was dark, the curtains where closed. My room was filled with cold  air...I never went back to school.
The wounds on my arm...where made by me..
No matter how many times I cut myself...the pain inside was unbearable.
My body ached in pain, but not from the wounds but for Ink...

Why...why....why...why...why...why!?
My head screamed, I slammed my head onto my bedpost.
"Nightmare!" Dream ran in and pulled me away.
Why do you...hate me ink!?....
I loved Ink...I loved Ink...I.....I...Hate him...why do I still care...?
Why....?

                Because. . . YOU STILL
                            L O V E
                             HIM

Ink POV
I...Don't know...where he is...
Where is Nightmare...?
It counted every day...he's been gone.
I asked Dream If Nightmare would return...but he never answered..

I wish I could apologize...I wish I could hug him close and comfort him..
Well...I wish I could...But I can't...
Each day when I walk to school...I would stop by Nightmare's house.
I hope to get a glimpse of him or see if he was ok...

But he never showed up...

(Flashback To Prom when Nightmare and Ink was alone)
(Still Ink Pov)

"Nightmare...Just to make this clear...I don't really like you.." I said.
I placed my hands on his and smiled.
"I..just hope we can be friends..." I finished.
Nightmare looked at me, then he scowled.
"I can't believe you Ink....I cared for you...I fell for you...I even protected you when you need help the most!" Nightmare yelled.
"Nightmare calm down.." I said, but he quickly stood up and walked away.

"W-wait Nightmare!" I ran after him quickly, and managed to grab ahold of his sleeve.
But then he turned towards me with his eyes...his eyes where full of hatred and disgust...
He yanked his arm away and then began running.
I stared...as it began to dawn on me...that I have made a terrible mistake..

(End of flashback)

I felt my tears dropped onto my scarf, I wiped my tears.
He was right tho....at the beginning of school...he was the one who stood up for me...
He spoke outloud when no one heard my voice....I now wish I could see him...

Nightmare. . . Where are you. . .?
You're probably somewhere. . .
Regretting you met me. . .

(Short but deal with it)