Villainess with a death wish - AU Sans x reader x AU Papyrus

Chapter 7: BAD END 'only to protect you' Day 6, morning

1. The reader should immediately befriend...

a. Papyrus (+6 LOVE, +4 TRUST)
b. blackberry (+3 LOVE, +2 TRUST)
c. Mutt (+8 LOVE, + 1 TRUST)

2. The reader should approach Sans...

a. Aggressively (- 5 LOVE, - 3 TRUST, + 6 OBSSESIVENESS, - 3 POSSESSIVENESS, + 5 !>@?#)
b. calmly (+ 1 LOVE, + 1 TRUST, - 5 OBSESSIVENESS, + 9 POSSESSIVENESS)
c. Flirty (+ 9 LOVE, - 10 TRUST, + 14 OBSESSIVENESS, - 8 POSSESSIVENESS, + 17 !?@#>@)

3. The reader should use her previous life knowledge on...

a. Red (+2 LOVE, -3 TRUST, +5 OBSESSIVENESS)
b. Lucky (+ 6 LOVE, -1 TRUST, +11 OBSESSIVENESS)
c. Mutt (+ 17 LOVE, - 30 TRUST, + 19 OBSESSIVENESS)

That night, (Y/n) had a nightmare of the events of her death. Right after that nightmare finished, she had a second nightmare about what would happen if Stretch would have gotten his way. She was afraid. She was truly afraid. What would happen? How could someone be so cruel and do such horrible things? And for what reason? Because Lucky was being fed lies while Stretch's moral compass was none existent. Would he have done the unspeakable to her if Lucky wouldn't have caught them? Fate was cruel, to have Lucky, the one who killed her, be the one who saved her.

She didn't want to get up from the bed. It wasn't her room, but she felt comfortable here. She felt safer than she ever felt in her room. Having someone next to her that she trusted helped too. She did feel like someone was watching her, but it wasn't as strong and frightening as in her room. But that could have only been because she was being paranoid. Things were getting intense and she didn't know how to feel about it. Was it worth fighting so much when no matter what she would do, she would end up with a bad end...? Maybe she should just have given up... What was she even going to get if she would survive? Nothing. The damage was already done. She was frightened to the point of being afraid to be in her room.

She turned to the side, to face the wall. She didn't want to think about that anymore. She just wanted to close her eyes again and sleep, sleep until she would wake up and see that this was just a dream. But she knew that wouldn't happen. She knew that she couldn't let herself give in so easily. Not because she needed to survive, but because she couldn't let them win. She couldn't allow them to get to her. She didn't if she will ever be able to escape, but she knew one. She knew that no matter what she did, she would prove to those maniacs that she was stronger than they thought she was. She wasn't going to give them their way. She was going to fight like crazy and will show that she was someone who didn't need anyone but herself.

Now that she finally noticed, Blackberry wasn't in the bed anymore. She pulled the cover over herself a little bit more. Now that the realization came to her, she was afraid. What if any of them find out she was in Blackberry's room..? Would they come to her when he wasn't here? Would anyone hear her screams? Would anyone even care for her screams? Or would they ignore her? Would Blackberry ignore her too? He was acting so strange lately, did she do something wrong? She was willing to apologize, to do anything, just so he would forgive her. She needed someone to keep her sanity, and he was the only one who did that. If he would leave her side, she wouldn't be able to handle it anymore. She needed someone to keep her from falling.

The door slowly creaked open. She closed her door, tightly holding the blanket to herself like it was going to be the one thing that protected her. She knew that a simple blanket wasn't going to do anything, but she needed anything. Anything to make everything feel at least an ounce of safeness. Where was Blackberry? She needed him. Was he going to leave her too? Did she do something to anger him? Was he angry that she hung around everyone else?

"Human...? Why Are You Crying?" The only other time that she heard Blackberry talk this softly was the day she saved her. She opened her eyes, to find him standing in the doorway, before entering and closing the door behind him. He walked over to the bed and sat on the edge, before beginning to pet her hair in a soothing manner, while his other hand brushed some tears off. "Please Don't Cry Human. Did You Have A Bad Dream?" She didn't even notice how she was holding her breath, or quietly sobbing away. The comforting touch of the rough bone on her skin felt good. Her breathing was starting to get normal again.