《guilty (reapertale sans fan-fiction)》chap 15
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sans pov
I woke up in a dead area and rubbed my head which was throbbing with pain and my vision was blurry I couldn't remember what happened other than me texting dust and horror before I woke up here
I tried to stand up but fell over again I have absoloutly no idea which au I was in or where I was in the au but oh well! ill figure it out later.
after my vision had cleared I managed to stand up but went back to floating since it was much easier and tucked in my wings I touched my skull and a looked at my hand some blood was smeared on my hand but I ignored it
I have a habit of keeping my wings out now but I don't really care anymore...
I sat in a tree on some of the highest branches which killed the whole tree and I sighed looking up at the ceiling of the under ground
the crystals glowed blue making the effect of 'stars' on the ceiling and I scoffed at how fake they looked
I pulled out frisks knife and rolled up my sleeves dragging the knife along my arm to make another cut mark that fit perfectly with the others and I kept making more cuts until my arm was covered in so much blood my whole arm looked like nightmare but instead of black goop it was black blood
I made the knife disappear and watched as the blood flowed freely down my arm some of it splattered onto my cloak and just fell down to the bottom of the tree staining the snow beneath me
I just let the blood flow as I let my hand rest at my side and I let the blood slowly trickled down my arm into my hand and fell from my finger tips coating my hand in the black substance I closed my hand into a fist as the blood continued to flow freely over my knuckles
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I tried to remember what happened before I woke up and I just came up with blurry images and people calling out
then it all came back to me
the dream
killer and nightmare waking me up
and geno
I hit the back of my skull against the tree before I slapped myself in the head with my good arm at my stupidness
it was all just a stupid dream
right?
I'm pretty sure ive lost a lot of blood and my arm was still covered in it I huffed in annoyance and lifted my arm up putting my sleeve back over it
it will stop bleeding soon until then I'm just gonna leave it as it is
I jumped out of the tree landing in the soft snow I held my arm as it started to throb slightly my cloak was already starting to soak up some of the blood making it look a even darker shade of black
I started to sway slightly but I managed to walk a bit further until I reached a small lake and I moved my hood back slightly flinching at the sudden pain and a large crack was on my skull and I touched it and a pounding throb was the response
I immediately took my hand away from it seeing my fingertips coated in blood and I washed them off in the lake but when I looked at my reflection...........it wasn't mine
It Was That Little Brats!
"Hey There Sansy So Who Should I Kill Next?"
I quickly summoned a blaster and shot it behind me blasting anything behind me but...
there was only trees and snow which just got blasted and at least the tree I had touched was destroyed now but eh... not like I care
I stopped caring a long time ago
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I slowly began to heal my skull and a bright light appeared forcing me to close them and when I opened them again toriel was standing there with a worried look
"s-sans, are you okay!?" she knelt down and started to heal my skull and arm and I smiled weakly and winched in pain
"h-hey d-don't w-worry I'm fine" I said trying to sit up only to be lightly pushed back down by toriel and I saw a slight burning fire in her eye and I immediately sat back down while she healed me closing my eyes
"sans..." I opened my right eye my left being to sore to open for some reason and I saw where she was looking
my arm
"sans please... Tell me you didn't... tell me that what I'm thinking is wrong.." she said tracing some of my cuts and I shivered
"I would say I didn't and that what your thinking isn't true but..."
"I would be lying wouldn't I?"
she hugged me tightly and I was stunned for a bit and I was still processing it but I hugged but hesitantly
"sans how long?..." I rose a non-existing eyebrow at the question "what do you mean tori?" I tried to move my sleeve down but she stopped me by grabbing my wrist
"how long have you been doing this? how long have you felt this way? how long have you hidden this away from us sans? how long sans?... how long?...." she questioned and I didn't know what to say
"tori I-" "DONT LIE TO ME SANS!" I immediately shut my mouth shut stunned with her outburst and he grip on my wrist tightened and I noticed that she was starting to cry"
"DONT TRY TO LIE TO ME SANS! YOU ALWAYS TRY TO PLAY IT OFF LIKE ITS NOTHING WHEN YOU KNOW ITS NOT!" she yelled and let go of my wrist "tori really I-"
"Sans...please...just tell me...I need to know...please sans...tell me" she said and I sighed my hood falling in front of my face and she lifted it up taking it off my head and I sighed turning away from her and she lifted up my other sleeve and I heard her begin to sob again
"if I'm gonna tell you ya might wanna get comfy this is gonna be a long story..." I said and she helped me sit up and continued to heal my skull and arm I sighed
'this is gonna take a while" I said and she nodded and looked at me waiting for me to start
"I'm not getting out of this am I?" I questioned and she shook her head and I sighed
"welp...if I'm gonna start might as well start from the beginning................."
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