Horrormance-ish Stories

Frisk was torn. Pacifist or Genocide. Her mind churned through memories of both Timelines. She had worked too hard to give up her Neutral Run. And yet, that's what made destroying it so enticing. She knew what she had to do. Frisk would have her cake and eat it too. (Warning: Torture, Disturbing Content, And MILD sexual abuse (JUST kissing)) Ps. I posted this for a friend.