{G sans x reader} Last Things Alive

Chapter 9

I opened my eyes, everything was quiet. Where am I? I looked down at where I was laying, it was a bunk bed and I was at the bottom. I felt someone touch my leg and a weird feeling come over me, I looked down and G was there. A green light going into my leg, must've been healing magic. "Your finally awake." I looked at him as he continued to slowly heal bruises and cuts.

"Finally?" I said and laid back down

"You've been asleep for over a day." I looked outside, when I fell asleep it was almost night. It was pitch black outside. "I'm not surprised though, you got beat up pretty bad." He looks up at me and chuckles.

"Especially since a dumb ass dropped me when I was about to throw up." I said under my breath. I looked back down at him, he was smiling. He said quietly 'oh hush' and stood up from a small stool he was sitting on. I looked around, it was a classic cabin. Bunk beds lined up against the walls, a couple small bug infested lights on the ceiling that gave it a little bit of a homey feel. In front of my bed there was a cabinet full of first aid stuff I'm guessing since G pulled out a bunch of bandages. On my left there was a door leading outside. G sat down on the stool again and wrapped up my leg. "It worry's me that your good at wrapping stuff with bandages." He looks up at me for a quick second then goes back to work.

"When Frisk and I were just friends she always found a way to get hurt. Sometimes I believed she only got hurt so she could spend time with me and get my attention." He was smiling ear to ear. "Do you miss only being friends with Frisk?" He pauses before continuing again. "Yes. Everything wasn't so complicated back then." He pulled off the bandage and sealed it with a paper clip, not very secure but I'm not complaining.

"How long until we get to Arizona?" G stands up and picks me up again.

"Not as long now." I gave him a confused look as he stepped outside, there was a large, black jeep. It looked old but it was still on. "Tada!" Damn, all just memories of driving. It was strictly forbidden to drive anymore. It was strictly forbidden to even use a phone. The only electric stuff we were allowed to have is either a TV or appliances. But TVs cost you a lot. Thank god we got a apartment where they pay for the TV or else we would've died of boredom.

"Do you even know how to drive." G chuckled a little, walking over to the car.

"No." He said with a smile on his face. Great, we're gonna die. "I've only ever rode a motorcycle, can't be that different." I gave him an 'are you dumb' look. He just laughed nervously and put me in the back. I could at least sit up now without being on the verge of tears. He looked really excited to drive a car for the first time. It was actually kind of adorable seeing his so happy to press every button in the car. The keys were stuck in the car so he just put it in drive and stomped of the pedal. At least he knows what gear he should be in. I fell down in the back by how bumpy the road was.

He kept driving and I could see in the mirror the biggest smile I've ever seen him have. Even though I felt like throwing up by how many times he's drifted and almost hit a tree I was still smiling with him. Cinna would have a lot of fun if she was still here. I miss Cinna. She was the best bunny I've ever met. She really shouldn't have died so violently. We were soon out of the woods and driving on an actual rode instead of gravel. There were a couple houses near the street, G had calmed down enough to not be swerving so I could actually see the houses. It was a beautiful sight. The trees all around us, small abandoned farms and cottages, even some livestock near the farms. It sucks how much things have changed.

But honestly, if this didn't all happen. I wouldn't have met G. I've only known him for a week now and he's already growing on me. To the point to where I wish he didn't have a wife, toxic or not.

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Anddd we're finally getting into the actual reason your here. Proud of me yet?