Hiding (Undertale frans story)

Crashing Down

Frisk POV:

      I woke up, and my head was pounding against my skull. I sit up slowly, and hold my head. I groan, and try to remember what happened last night, but all that I can seem to remember is bits an pieces. I look over to see Sans lying next to me, softly snoring. Why am I with Sans? I know that I went with Henry last night... so why am I here?

       I crawl around Sans and off the bed, careful not to wake him. For a moment I think I've succeeded until Sans' deep voice rings in my ears. "Frisk? You're awake." I look at him, rolling my eyes. "No, I'm asleep." He chuckles and sits up, putting his feet on the floor. He stretches out his arms, and I sit on the floor.

       "Do you remember what happened last night?" I look at the floor, trying my best not to focus on my pounding head. "Not much, but I do remember Undyne drove me to her house." I look up at him, confused. "Why am I here?" He smiles and sits down on the floor besides me. "Undyne called me, and told me she needed me to watch you because she had work tomorrow. I showed up, she told me you were drunk." I blush and break eye contact with Sans.

          "You won't... tell Toriel, right?" He frowns. "I think I should... I mean, she is your mom." I close my eyes. "Not biological..." I whisper, as quiet as I can. "I didn't quite catch that..." Sans says, putting a piece of my hair behind my ear. "Never mind. I gotta get home, Toriel and Asgore are probably worried sick." I stand up and start walking to the door until Sans grabs my hand, stopping me.

           "Stay for a little bit longer... I need to talk to you about something." I look at him questioningly and sit back down. "Do you..." Sans looks away, pain evident in his eyes. "Do I what? You can ask me anything, Sans." He mumbles something under his breath, before looking at me again. "Has Chara been bothering you recently? I need to know." A sharp pain goes down my spine and rests on my stomach. I lean forward, holding my stomach tightly. "Ah!" I clench my teeth, trying to fight through the pain.

               "Frisk? What's wrong? Are you okay?" Sans looks at me worriedly, and I try to act as normal as I can with this unbearable pain. "Don't tell him about me~" Chara whispers into my ear, and I don't know what to do. If I tell him, will she kill me? But if I don't tell him, I'll have to live like this for the rest of my life, with Chara and her never ending wrath. I make up my mind quickly.

Sans POV:

     I stare at Frisk, not sure of what to do. She's looking at the floor holding her stomach, and leaning forward as if she's in pain. She opens her mouth as if she's going to say something, but then closes it again. "Frisk, tell me what's wrong." I don't know how to help her, so I just sit there, staring at her with panic arising within me.

Frisk POV:

       If I die, I'll have to reset and break my promise with Sans. "No... she's been... quite." I say, trying to sound as normal as possible. Sans leans close to me, and whispers in my ear, "You're lying." I bite my lip until it draws blood. "Yes." Is all I say, hoping that he'll get the hint.

         "Frisk... WHAT DID I SAY!"  Chara yells at me, and I let out a scream, and beg for mercy. It's so painful, and I can't help but think that I'm going to die, then reset, and Sans will hate me. He'll hate me forever. Sans' eyes are wide, and he doesn't know what to do. "BROTHER?" Papyrus opens the door, still in his pajamas.

        "HUMAN? ARE YOU OKAY? HUMAN!?" I'm not sure of what I should do. I'm gathering all my determination, trying to fight Chara and stop the pain. At least I've stopped screaming. But she's laughing. My determination... it's nearly gone. She's stronger then me right now... why hasn't she taken control yet? "P-paps, she's okay. You should go." Sans puts his hands on my shoulders as I grit my teeth and cry softly. I'm shaking and using all of my energy to keep from screaming.

           All the pain suddenly stops. I collapse into a heap in Sans' arms. I let out a huff, and say quietly, "I should go." I know she's angry about Sans being around me. She doesn't like him, she's afraid of him. I stand, wobbling. I get to the door frame where Papyrus is standing, a worried expression plastered on his face. Chara seems to snap and lunges towards Papyrus. I gasp and hold back, falling down onto my butt. I'm so scared, so scared of what Chara might do.

           It's silent, and I look up to see Sans in front of Papyrus, blocking me from him. His left eye is just barely lit up a light blue. So he doesn't trust me... I should've known. I stand and leave. the nausea and headache from my hangover don't seem so bad anymore, not after the pain I just endured. I needed someone... I needed someone to just hug me, and tell me that it was all going to be all right.

             Mama would've done just that... It all came crashing down on me at once. My past, Sans' distrust, Chara, resets, Henry, everything. I hug myself and walk out of the house. I can hear Sans and Papyrus speaking, but I can't hear exactly what they're saying. I look at the forest. Yes, that's the perfect place. I walk down the lonely pathway, for what seems like hours. I finally make it to the sunflower field. I turn pale.

               This is the exact sunflower field from my dream, I didn't even notice before. My breathing hitches, and I start to wonder if the field will start to wither as it did before, in my dream. But it doesn't. It almost seems as if, the wind is holding it's breath, waiting for something to happen. I hug myself tighter and continue to walk, exiting the field. I can hear a bird chirp nearby, and I see a bunny hop by me. "Why do you do this to me... why do you do this to me Chara?"

                 She laughs, and it echoes around me. They say, bad things happen in threes. I suppose that's true. Me running away, Henry, Chara tormenting me. I can hear the trees rustling around me, almost as if they're trying to speak to me. I sit down, and swallow hard. "Hey... mama." No answer. There never is. "I... really need some help. Or advice. Whatever you've got." I bite my lip. "I'm so lost, Mama."

                I look up at the sky, and see dark clouds. It's going to rain. "Why do I even bother? It's not like you're going to respond." I clench my fists and stand, walking back to town, once again. I walk past the sunflower field, and down the path until I exit the eerily quiet forest. I decide to go home, now that I know it's safe. Now that I know I have control.