Sorry it's taking so long—

I'm stuck again—-

Ever have that time when you have a story and you know what's gonna happen? But you don't know how to make it lead up to what you know is gonna happen? That's what's happening to me xD

WAIT I THINK I GOT AN IDEA-

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Chara POV

"I'm.. I'm sorry I wasn't there earlier... than m-maybe he'd....—"

"Thank you, Nabstablook.." Toriel said, waving goodbye to the depressed ghost, and shut the door..

Everyone was seated on the couch.. speechless, none the less. Nobody knew what to say.. especially not me. Asgore was in the hospital. Severely wounded. A knife to the stomach. In the exact area that held immediate death to a lot of people. He was on the verge of death, barely hanging onto life.. I didn't know how to feel.

Sad? Sympathetic? Disgust? So I just sat there, eyes dull and emotionless.. it was enough that I'd lied about Frisk being gone. How was I suppose to tell them we were on the verge of going back underground? It would've been to much. Not to mention the souls were gone the exact same day of the attack.

I'd started being a placeholder in Frisk's absence. I'd found folders of paperwork along with notes. Those helped a lot actually. But, with the meetings, I had to send letters. Disagreements, agreements, promises. Everything. Everything to let us stay on the surface.. just.. a bit longer.. I was ready to collapse from all the stress.. but it seems that from my last letter to them about what'd happened as of right now, they were putting the meeting on hold. Which would give me a little bit of time.

Not enough though.

Later that night.. I was tired.. studying over the notes Frisk had and trying to piece together everything, trying to understand everything.. without any help.. it really can stress someone out. I looked over at her.

Still asleep.

I sat down on the bed. Looking at her. What would I do if she didn't wake up? It'd be my fault that all of your progress would go down the drain.. and you can't reset as of now.. so it'd be permanent.. everyone will end up hating you. What if you die? What if they kill the monsters instead of sealing them all underground? What will we do then? I can't.. I can't lose this to..

I don't wanna lose you.. I don't wanna lose him.. I don't wanna lose anyone.. Frisk.. please-

Something seemed to have snapped me out of my thoughts when I felt something wet roll down my cheek.. I didn't even register I was crying till I felt another one. Than another and another. I was crying? I was crying. Damnit. I'm crying. And it won't stop..

Why won't it stop?

I forcefully tried wiping away all my tears but every time I thought about your death.. their death. They just kept coming.. stopcryingstopcryingstopcrying..

"Great.. you've got me acting like a little bitch now, huh Frisk..?"