Gasters point of view

That boy ran up to y/n and started looking at her. I saw that her stitches had opened. Oh god. That's not good. I have to get her. I have to heal her. "Get away from her," I growled at the boy. He backed up a little bit but didn't get all the way away from her. She can't breathe, she can't breathe. I don't want her to die. I love her too much, she can't. I went up to her and looked at her. "Please don't die please don't die," I said pleading.

I took a deep breath and stared into the boy's eyes. "Well I guess I can't kill her but guess what I can kill," I smiled, staring at him. I started to run away but I caught up to him easily. I tore him to shreds. It felt so good. I looked back at y/n. I touched her pretty face and said,"I'm so sorry so sorry. I didn't I didn't want to I don't want to. But you have to be free. I will heal you and then you can go free I promise I promise."

It took a while but I finally healed her. She was okay but I'm never going to see her again. But that was fine, I'm too dangerous. If she left that would be good. No pain, no suffering, nothing that will hurt her. My last words to her were "I love you." She can go free. It will be okay. I just have to let her go. I just have to let her go. And that's what I did.

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