grillbyXreader

Burnout

Looking down with your arms folded, Grillby slows his pace and walks closer. You notice Grillby reaching his arm out around you, but hesitated and pulled back: "you don't have to tell me if it makes you uncomfortable". You sigh softly with a weak smile and shrug: "I just don't want to bother you" You feel a bit of warmth radiate from him and that soft hand being placed on your shoulder again. "I promise that you aren't a bother telling me, whatever it may be." with a soft smile you look up a the walking matchstick and with a swift move you grab his wrist, placing his arm around you. snuggling up to his warm body facing forward again, You felt Grillby tense up a little but he quickly loosened up after and you bet that he was emitting that purple hue again: "well Grillby, I guess I'll tell you why that phrase shook me up a little" a moment paused as you gather words for what your going to say about this lonely life you're living, because that's basically what it is: a road where keeping a friend was as hard as dismantling a bomb and being a fake child to their own real parents. it's a lot more complicated than that, but you don't want to tear up in front on him. "(Y/N))!"  Grillby practically shouted getting you back to your conscious mind: "o-oh sorry! I zoned out a littl-" before you could finish your sentence you're flabbergasted by the sight of this section in the underground you walked in on: it looks like a cave with the rocky surroundings, rivers and waterfalls dotted around and on the ground there are these blue neon type flowers with the same color like the tiny sparkling, flying stars everywhere: "it's beautiful!" you say with a wide smile and your eyes having the slight reflection of the stars. Grillby noticed that your morning drowsiness is gone and didn't want to ruin the mood as you practically skipped thought place. You get out of Grillby's embrace and start walking backwards in front of Grillby "I totally missed this place when wondering around!" Grillby smiles wide when...

You take another step back when you don't feel the ground and instead fall backwards, only seeing Grillby reaching out to try and catch you before falling into the blue.

Grillby POV

I look at (y/n)'s sparking and happy eyes, when their expression suddenly changed to fear mixed with confusion and starts falling backwards, I try grabbing (y/n)'s hand, wrist, anything... But failed miserably and see them plunge into the water with a big splash. I wasn't super worried, because the water is shallow in most parts of waterfall when this dark red color appeared in the river near (y/n)'s head. My soul dropped and I quickly got into the water next to
(y/n) and picked them up, carefully placing (y/n) on land and getting out myself. My feet and legs hurt but I didn't pay attention to it and grabbed my phone, dialing my friend sans' number while I look in horror at the blood spilling out on the rock floor. Sans picked up his phone with a grumble "hey Grillby, what's u-" "teleport to waterfall's entrance now!" You say in a despairing and scared tone. (Y/n) seems to still be breathing when you hear sans running up behind you and looks surprised to say the least. "Woah, what happened here?" You look up at the small skeleton in his blue hoodie and try to keep your voice calm "they slipped and hit their head on a rock in the water" you say as Sans puts (y/n)'s arm around his neck and nods. "They're gonna be fine" the skeleton says before vanishing away with (y/n).

Third POV

Grillby is slumped down on the cold floor with his flame weaker than just a few minutes earlier. His breath slowed down and a disoriented expression is visual. After a while he got up and walked out of waterfall, back to his home.

Your POV

With the smell of hospital and flowers you slowly open your eyes to see the blank white ceiling and some lights. Shifting your weight around in the bed you sit upright and feel a bit on the dizzy side, taking in your surroundings you seem to be alone in a decently sized room of a hospital with white walls and light gray floor. There's a window on the right, letting through the bright sunshine into your room. A small table is placed next to the bed with a little box of sweets and a card in front saying it's from your parents and next to the box there are some... Flowers? They're not from your family because it's placed separately from the box of sweets and you can't recall having any friends. The dizziness increases as you think more when a doctor walks in with a clipboard in his right hand a pen in the other. "Hello (y/n)" he starts "the bad news; you've gotten a mild concussion and loss of blood" the man says pointing his attention to a blood bag hanging on your right with a line running to one of your veins on your arm. You take a deep breath trying not to freak out because of this and look back at the doctor "after getting a couple of stitches on your head you were in a coma for 8 days" you try to recall what caused these injuries, but your mind just went blank. "The good news is that you recovered well and are able to leave either today or tomorrow after a last check up" you nod and thank him before he walks out again, leaving the door ajar. You lean back on the back board of the bed and close your eyes, taking a deep breath to calm your nauseousness.

Looking at the ground in front of you see the shadow of yourself with the flowers in your hand. You rub your eyes with the feeling of sleepiness in the morning while walking your way back home up west. Your mind filled with thoughts and still clueless of what had happened to get you in that coma when you reach the front door of the same house you spent the last 8 months. Rummaging though the pockets of your coat you find a piece of paper with a number on it. "I definitely didn't have this before..."

(Author's words: here is another chapter of this story and I think I can somewhat see the ending In sight as I think this is about half way of the story)