"What's wrong with you?" He spoke with sadness.

I sighed and looked at my hands. Covered in dust.

"I've told you." I glared at the skeleton. I summoned the knife, which appeared in my hand. "You never listen." I mumbled.

He was silent. I looked up at him. All I saw was his glowing eye staring at me.

"I really wish we spent more time together, but I guess fate had other plans." I launched at him. Attacking him with my knife back and forth at a rapid speed. I stopped for a second waiting for him to attack.

He took my soul quickly and pulled me to him. Our eyes met for a second before saying.

"I love you."

My heart ached.

Blood spilled everywhere.

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My eyes shot up. My breathing is heavy. I'm sweating like I'm releasing some kind of lake out of me. My head throbs with pain.

I turn to my lamp on the side of my bed and turn it on. My clock read 4:36 AM. I sigh and stand up to get some pain killers. The pain in my head is getting worse with each step. By the time I got to my door I felt sick to my stomach. I quickly open the door. I fast walked to the kitchen, turning the lights on. I went through the cabinet of our medical supplies.

I grab the bottle of painkillers, and take two, or three in my hand. I put it away, got a glass and filled it with water. I place the glass on my lips and sip a little. I pop the pills in my mouth and sip water, flushing down the pills.

"God, what the hell." I groan and just look at my empty glass. I left the glass there and headed to the light switch to turn the lights off. I head back to my bedroom. I closed the door and sat on my bed. I look at my hands.

It felt so real?

Painful?

Good?

I grab my phone and scroll through my contacts.

I was done with it.

My fingers land on a name.

'Bonebag☠️'

I tap the call button. It dials for five times then sends me to voicemail. I lay down and look at the screen.

I try again.

Nothing.

I put my phone on the table and charged it. I grab my blanket and wrap it around me. I look at my phone. I grab it and look for my boyfriend's contact. I press it and dial. I grab some earbuds and plug it into my phone. I look at the screen. He didn't answer. I sigh and was about to slam the phone down, but it rang.

'Babe😭💕'

❌ ✖️

I picked it up. I spoke into the earbud mic.

"Good morning!" I spoke to the phone softly. I hear a low chuckle from the line.

"Morning." Jordan responds. "Something bothering you that you woke up to call your amazing boyfriend?" He teases me. I smile lightly.

"No just a dream, I'm not feeling good and I can't sleep." I say as I pull myself more into my covers. He hums in response.

"Can't believe you woke up to call me." I said as a genuine smile creeped up my face.

"Can't believe you called me." I laugh lightly at his comment.

"Well.." I answer shyly. I shyly laughed. Then my face went to a frown.

'I love you'

The dream. The thing that was bothering me. HE was bothering me.

"Something wrong?" He asks. I snap out of it.

"No nothing." I replied. My stomach started to hurt. "Y-Ya know Jordan you should get sleep, thanks for talking to me for a bit, I appreciate it." I said nervously as I clench my stomach a bit.

"You sure? I can stay up." He asks.

"Mmm, no it's ok, I'll probably try to sleep. Goodnight love you." I finally say.

"I'll come see you tomorrow or later ok? Love you." He says.

"Actually, wait." I mumble softly to the mic. I hear a hum. "Let's stay up a bit more."

"I would've been sad if I couldn't talk to you any longer. Haha, well you have an idea what you would like to do later or tomorrow?"

I thought for a second.

"Maybe go to Muffet's cafe?" I thought about the delicious pastries the spider makes.

"Sweet." I heard a soft laugh.

"Pfft shut up." I mumble. I hear him laugh from the other line. "I have a question." I ask Jordan.

"Ask away."

It's been bothering me. Even if I try to ignore it. He's changed, something changed and he's hiding it. He isn't acting normally. Not since our last 'date'.

"I-I'm not trying to be clingy or anything but I u-um...notice that you've been really busy, a-and I'm not saying it's bad b-but ya know I was wondering why? I mean it's not like you to be extremely busy, you don't even study for tests. But your mom I can understand. But studying? Not wanting to go out?" I spoke with concern by the end of my 'speech'. He was quiet for a few seconds. Then he laughs.

"What?" I stubbornly spoke.

"Why are you so worried? You think I'm hiding something?" He spoke jokingly. I sigh and cuddle to my pillow.

"Maybe..." I mumble. I knew I could trust him, but recently he wasn't acting like himself. I was worried. Maybe he's going through something hard and he didn't want to say anything about it.

"No no I'm not and if I need to tell you something I will." He reassures me. I groan and simply reply with a 'ok'.

"I'm gonna sleep Jordan. Night, love you. See you later?" I say.

"Goodnight, love you." He says.

"Ya." I said and hung up. I unplug the headphones and check the time.

5:01 AM

I plug my phone into the charger and sit up.

Now I can't sleep. I sigh and look at the ceiling. A small vibration came for my phone. My eyes turn to look at it. The screen was bright and said 'new message'

'Mettaton👅'

I grab my phone and open it. My eyes quickly dance on the screen.

"Hello darling! I decided to text you early because as you can see I'm up and dandy!" I mumble the text. "A superstar never gets rest! Anyway I wanted to let you know that today at 7 PM we'll meet at Grillby's, I have a very important announcement! See you then darling~." I mumble then place my phone back to its original spot.

I lay on my bed looking at the ceiling. Something wasn't right.

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I haven't published since 2018....

Published: 1/17/19