Emptiness

*Frisk's POV*

It was hard to feel or think anything while I was taken back to the surface, surrounded by the Crew with Asriel and G at the lead.

Alphys was trailing behind, yet I still knew she was there.

She was coming to the surface, and I hardly even cared.

Hardly cared for anything, in fact. It was hard to have any feeling at all in my shattered heart that ached from betrayal and broken love.

The love was never real, and with sick horror, I realized it was all a lie, just like G.

Everything about G was a lie, I had decided.

Though I hadn't decided while I was being dragged off, taken to the surface with numb feeling, empty ears that held silence although they all talked around me.

No, I had decided everything about G was a lie when I had time to think about it.

It was difficult to think, my mind still set on the wish and hope that G was good, that G was really fighting for justice.

Except it was easy when I was taken to the building they called "the castle" and taken to the dungeon, that was similar to a real dungeon with cold dark cells and stone walls.

Again, my wrists were in new chains and my arms were hung above me so all the blood would rush down and make them numb, unable to move. My legs were bent in kneeling position, and my ankles were now chained to the wall, just like my twisting arms that struggled to escape.

At least, I tried to struggle until my arms fell numb and my head felt blank with empty thoughts.

Sicking thoughts.

Betrayed thoughts.

Thoughts of G.

Every time I thought of him, I felt my brown eyes fight tears and my aching heart skip a shattered beat.

Stomach knotted, head felt heavy, and my face held a tight emotionless scowl that seemed to burn into the stone before me.

The stone was black, and it seemed to feel almost alone, empty sort of.

A feeling you could never get out of.

There was no hope for me, and I knew that I would be stuck in this empty cell, with this empty feeling, facing empty hours that would be worse then the stiff prison.

Not to mention the guard, who was a Crew member and guarded my door fiercely.

She was a monster as well, with the name 'Sergeant Leah'. Well at least that's what I had heard others call her.

This meant that she must be a very important, and rough Crew member to guard me.

There was no way through her.

Along with the fact she was female, I realized that my trick in prison wouldn't work here.

Not that I would have tried.

Not that it would have mattered.

Everything was a bland white, and blank darkness, an emptiness that was sick in my soul, and aching my heart.

Determination felt useless to me.

What could I use it for anyway?

Even if I had gotten out, there was no justice, there was no love, everything was broken.

Thinking about it just made the feeling worse, yet there was nothing else to do while I hung in a cell with my life feeling dull and empty.

Asriel had gotten what he wanted, he had gotten his best friend, and he had gotten me.

G had gotten all he wished for, which wasn't justice, it was the very thing he fought for since the beginning.

Even Alphys had gained her joys. She was now the royal scientist again, and was praised among all people.

I heard this as guards delivered news to Leah, and I also heard the news of G becoming another Prince.

In front of everyone, G was crowned another Prince along side his best friend Asriel, who was now technically his brother.

Except to me, both of them were damn Princes who deserved the lowest of punishments.

"You're lucky I even feed you runt," Leah grunted as she walked into my cell, mushy food on a thin plastic tray and a small shot of water that barley made it down my throat in time to digest. 

She wouldn't wait for me to open my mouth when it was time to eat, and she would just shove the spoon between my pink lips and force me to swallow the glop.

Then came the water, that she dumped down my throat and dropped at my feet while I swallowed, unsatisfied with the taste and clumpy feeling it brought to my mouth.

"Heh, you're weak ain't ya?" She would continue.

Though I would only answer with a blank silence that seemed to say one thousand words.

"Yeah... Ya look like your heart was shattered, ripped. Like I care," She rolled her eyes and turned away.

Then, without another word, she would leave me alone inside the dark prison, leaving me with dark thoughts, and a blank emptiness.

It seemed unfair, and I wondered why they didn't treat me better if I was going to be "giving birth to the future", which was what one Crew member had told Leah.

"Not only that, but G was pardoned for the rest of his life! Never to go to prison again," They said to her, unaware of my listening ears that hung low with my head, my hair draped in front of my tear stained face.

"Hmph," Leah replied, her voice still as blank and emotionless as usual, "Good riddance, I was getting sick and tired of chasing the bastard around."

There was a moment of snickering, before the second member began speaking again and he said, "Yes, well not only that but he's our Prince now. Official by King Asgore himself this morning."

"They didn't invite me to that?"

"Well, ma'am, you are guarding the royal Princess, we can't have her escaping somehow unwatched."

Leah shrugged and my narrow, tired, eyes stared at her for a very long time, furious with Prince Fury that that ached my every broken fiber.

"At least they got someone good on the job, instead of that stupid prison warden."

More snickers, and I felt my lips twitch a sharp snarl at the sound.

"Right, cause you're much better."

"I am! I will make sure nothing goes in or out of this cell without proper orders from the Princes or the King!"

The only snicker was the other member, and he walked off with a laugh in his throat.

Leah seemed determined, but I knew her soul was bravery just by looking at her.

The way her stance was formed, her uniform tidy, her eyes strong and confident with the rage fire to shoot anyone down.

Except I wasn't afraid of her.

Nothing was a feeling inside me except the aching rage, and the sick regret.

Oh the sick, sick regret.

No matter how many times I had it, it continued to come back, and there was nothing I could do to get rid of the aching knot that suffocated me, brought my body into a trembling fear, a trembling fury that was filled with-

Nothing.

There was nothing in me.

Only a sick emptiness.

My love had felt wrong, like a back stab.

It was least expected to me, even though my mind had screamed of it's betrayal, I still had a love-sick heart that pounded and dazed me, making me blush and giggle, making me in a weak part of my life.

What had I expected to happen if Alphys had helped us?

If none of this had happened, what would G have done?

Was I a fool for thinking he would possibly stay... With me?

Now thinking about him in a fancy room with fancy slaves and a command at his fingertips, made me feel so, so empty.

So, so sick inside.

How could I have trusted someone like him?

Not only did it make me sick, it made me furious.

And all I could think about was seeing G's head on a wooden steak, with Asriel's right next to him.

Then I wondered if G had thought and wanted the same thing for Asriel.

'No, stop it. Don't think of him. Don't you dare think of him!'

Except the thoughts came, and they were slow and painful.

I remembered his smile, his teasing. I remembered the charming smirk that had turned into a sickly lie, one that I wished so badly to forget. I remembered his laugh and nicknames that made me so angry, yet they weren't truly anger.

True anger is what I felt inside that dungeon, feeling the hatred that burned my soul.

Determination was gone, and I thought of seeing my soul a dark grey color.

Then I wondered if that was even possible, realizing that it wasn't the soul that was wrong it was myself.

My stupid mind had fell for stupid lies and my stupid heart was stupid love-sick and it brought itself to this ache.

Could I have stopped it?

Looking back on my thoughts and wishes, I realized that I was begging myself not to feel that way about G, about the man who lied to me.

Yet regret remind me that I had ignored myself and let my emotions run away with my heart.

Then with a terrifying thought, I wondered if G knew.

Had he known about my love for him?

If he did, would he still have chosen to go with Asriel?

Of course he would have.

He never loved me, he never cared for me, he was only sickly and selfish stuck in his own stupid head that was dripping in lies and acting words that I fell for and-!

A tear rolled down my cheek as I thought of him, and I couldn't feel the presence of Leah just outside my cell.

All I could feel, was the cold emptiness that filled my heart.

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A/N: OKAY!

LOTS OF YOU THOUGHT THAT WAS THE END BUT HECK NA FAM THIS AIN'T OVER!!!

SORRY FOR THE SHORT CHAPPIE I WAS TIRED AND STRESSED TODAY!

I.

AM.

SO.

SO.

SO.

SORRY!!!!

IT HAD TO BE DONE!!!!

MWAHWHAHAHAHAHSHAHAHAHAH

So this chappie was just a little peaky peak into Frisk's mind and attitude the next few chapters.

There will be G.

Asriel.

ALPHYS.

And deat-

I MEAN NOTHING NOTHING THROLLALALALLALA

Thanks again and if you guys want to draw fanart I GIVE YE PRO MISSION!

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"DAMN YOU ASRIEL! I WILL NEVER AGREE!"

NOT THE END BTW

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