Chara POV

The walk home... was.. interesting.., it was quiet. But, not to quiet. I'd look over Sans every minute or so and see him staring back at me. I was shit at eye contact which caused my face to turn red every single time.. I was just hoping he couldn't see it..

...

"why'd you do it," his words made me flinch. It was unexpected and it hand a nonchalant tone.. it sounded like a question but it also sounded like he wasn't asking... more like he was talking to himself. I cleared my throat, "What?-"

"why'd you tell her?" He stared at me. His gaze cold and showed no side of humor or playfulness. This guy was serious. "I..I don't-"

"you know what i'm talking about."

"Uhm.. I..", shit. He was right. I did know what he was talking about. I mean.. if he was referring to starburst-bitch... "have.. I ever told you.., you look nice..today?" Fuck. Why the absolute fuck would I say that? Now he's going to give me that cringe worthy look and I'm gonna feel like complete dog-shit..

"what?"
"You look...good..today."

"...don't avoid the question.",I swear I could've saw him blushing but, I brushed it off, redirecting my concern to the actual question... "I don't— she was..— fuck..,I—", I couldn't get the words out.., how was I supposed to explain "because she was getting on my nerves and I didn't wanna pull her hair out and glue it to my face, making a beard.", exactly. YOU CAN'T.

"Maybe.. because..— Why does it even matter-"
"it matters to me."

"if the power to reset actually sticks to someone's brain 24/7 it literally can make them go insane. trying to find every possible way you could die, just to know you wouldn't actually be dead. to kill. to get away with it. RESET. to get arrested. RESET. anything you did wouldn't even matter."

"what if someone went as far as to try. to see, if it was true. only to find out and become as insane as you and frisk once were."

"I..-"
"i can't... no. i won't let that kind of shit happen to esmé. not her to."

"But..-"
"so just. stay away from her, okay?" He finished as he pet me on top of the head. It didn't feel genuine. It never was. Not his smile to me, nor was the way he tried to strike up conversation. Definitely not this either. Not this.. "who's a good boy" shit. I quickly removed his hand from my head I looked him in the eye(sockets). I didn't want it to be this way. Not at all.

"i'll see you.", he turned around and did a two finger salute as he walked away.. just.. walked. No teleportation bullshit. Just casual walking. I didn't like it. Not the walking, but what he said.

To stay away from her.. but they are always together.. how the fuck-..oh. To stay away. It means to.. stay away.

I couldn't even afford to cry anymore. I just watched him walk..

People say.. it's better to let the person you love be happy. And maybe it's selfish but.. is it so bad to say that you can't be happy unless you're with them? Your own happiness comes first? But.. the only way to do that is to be happy with them? To insert yourself into their life and expect some kind of eye opener? You realize then.. that, the feelings you were feeling. It wasn't hate. It was just pity. On yourself. To say.. "I want you to be happy. But, I wanna be happy with you. I want us to be happy together."