*Frisk's POV*

When G stopped beating me, everyone went back to their cells, so did he.

Though Bella didn't.

She told the closet guard and he took one look at me then took me to the infirmary.

Bella had helped me after all.

Though I do wish she would have done it sooner.

Then again, it was possible that G would have hurt her as well.

I walked back into my cell, my nose bandaged and bruised.

I didn't need to see my reflection to know how bad I looked.

Bella's face was enough, her sharp smile strained and weak, as if she was trying too hard.

"... I know I know..." I said in my confident voice, as if the whole thing was normal.

Though my insides mashed inside me with embarrassment and regret.

Ever since I was in the prison all I had felt was regret.

Every move I was going to make would be regretful, and I knew there was no way around it.

"No no! You look.... Uhh..." I could see Bella's struggle with words, and as her mouth hung open it was difficult for me to look away from the slick, sharp teeth.

"You do not have to elaborate. I know what I look like," I shrug and sit next to her on the bed, my face turned away from her, preying she can't see my failure.

What was I thinking back then?

Of course she could see my failure.

She watched me fail.

I suppose I was just thinking about how stupid I was.

How stupid I am.

"... That isn't such a bad thing," Bella finally said as she looked at me, her head tilted to see my face.

I continued to hide it and whispered, "I'm a fool, Bella. I should have just kept my mouth shut."

"No! You were wonderful! I don't think anyone has ever stood up to him like that! Or even talked to him for that matter. You were brave," Bella said as she weakly smiled at me, her sharp teeth hidden with thin lips.

I appreciated her effort in making me smile, but it didn't change the ache in my soul and heart.

"... That wasn't bravery, that was anger," I explained turning to face her slowly, as if when she sees my face she will slap me across the face.

"It was still bravery. And I am sure people will look up to you now," Her words sounded true, they sounded right, but how could I accept something that might not be truth, since nothing is true in prison?

"They will ignore me."

"Not an issue."

"I'm a target to G now!"

"He wont try that again after what you did."

"I wont try what I did again after what he did."

"Then there is no need to worry about him doing it again."

I growled low and laid back on the bed, my nose feeling pressured and weak as blood flowed under my skin.

Silence filled the room, and I didn't need to look at Bella's sharp smile to know she won our argument.

"... I can't help my fear, Bella," I said after a while of emotionless silence.

"No one can. But you don't need to beat yourself up about it." She smiled at me and I looked at her sharp teeth for a very long time.

What were those teeth used for?

Instead of thinking about it, I decided to sleep everything off.

Yard time was only an hour away.

Sleeping that long felt like only a second.

The next thing I knew, I was pulled out of the cell with Bella, and tossed into the yard.

The yard is where the rough stuff happens.

There are those who fight, wrestle, argue, talk, exercise, lift weights, and some just stare around the yard in a judgmental way.

All I did, was sit against the large wall that keeps everyone inside, my fingers pealing at the paint on the wall.

It had become a habit of mine, and I tried to peal at the cement floor before, and I scratched my fingers to blood.

Some people had mentioned that there used to be dirt, but then G escaped by digging his way out like a madman.

Just one more reason to fear him.

Except this time, Bella was with me.

I hadn't had a friend in a prison before, so I didn't exactly know what to do.

So we stood there, looking at everyone like those judging brats.

Bella nudged me and I turned to where her eyes where looking.

There was G, leaning against the wall with his sleeves rolled up and his arms folded. I noticed the smoke swimming away from his cigarette, and I could almost smell it from where I was standing. His eyes stared off into space, but it seemed as if they were looking for something. Or someone.

I stared him up and down for a moment, trying to stop my eyes from wandering him.

Luckily, Bella snapped me from my pathetic trance and said, "... Are you checking out G?"

It was stupid of me to try and answer so quickly, so stupid of me to try and come up with an excuse in three seconds.

Because all I could think of was a scoff and a quick, "What- no of course not! Him? No way!"

Completely guilty.

"You were weren't you!" She laughed and I felt heat rising to my cheeks.

Why was I checking him out anyway?

I had checked out a few of the other humans and monsters here, so why was it any different that I was checking out G?

I growled, regaining my confidence and determination.

"So what? Anyone will check him out if they noticed how hot he was-" I quickly shut myself up and tried to think of something else to say.

Bella beat me to it and she laughed, "You think hes hot!"

Finally something came to me and I was satisfied when I said, "So what if I do? I have the right to think of a man any way I want. Doesn't mean anything."

Bella smiled and pumped her fist in the air childishly, which almost convinced me she was younger then 18.

"Right on!" She laughed again and gave me a look that said, 'I know what you're really thinking', which made me nervous in the fact she could be hearing me think about how I am trying to convince myself to stop thinking about G being attractive.

I was so busy talking to Bella, I didn't realize G's eyes had fallen on me.

At least not until I felt the shiver.

I turned my head to his direction, and I could see his sickly smirk as he began walking over.

Being the sick man he is, he took the butt of his cigarette and shoved it into the arm of someone walking by, just to hear them scream. Then he dropped it on the ground and continued walking.

This filled me with anger, and determination to stand up to him.

Oh how foolish I was, forgetting about what happened last time.

No, this time I was determined to say the right thing, and do the right thing.

Something I wouldn't regret.

Except there was no way I could predict G.

"Heya dollface," He said in his humor filled voice, "Ya look bored... want me to give ya something to do?"

I could feel Bella shrink behind me and look away from G as he walked up to us. No one was paying attention, but I knew they were avoiding us like the plague.

Determination and confidence filled me and I thought that even if I decline, he would make me do whatever he had planned anyway.

So I shrugged and said, "Sure. Why not?"

He leaned close to me and I could feel his heat as he whispered, "Well you can do me if you're up to it~"

My face burned red with anger and blush.

"What?!" I yelled with red anger.

Then he laughed and stood straight, his arms folded.

His laugh was strong and proud, I should admit, it sounded pure and almost kind.

That didn't stop my anger from boiling my blood and heating my face.

"I'm just joking sweetheart... Although you looked kinda excited for a moment~" He laughed more and I growled looking away from him.

"Do not call me sweetheart," I growled, "My name is Frisk."

Of course. Give the guy who hates you your name.

He smiled and raised an eyebrow, "Oh is it now? When did I ask?"

"You didn't have to ask, I just prefer you use my name." I folded my arms, shifting my weight to one foot, my eyes staring at the cement that cut my fingers.

"Listen sweetheart-"

"Don't call me that."

"Listen dollface, you're cute and all, but you ain't the boss of me. I can do what I want," He smirked and I growled with anger surging.

"Shut up..." I whispered.

He stopped smiling and his eyes stayed trained on me, like they were glued to one spot.

"... What was that?" He said raising an eyebrow, his angry energy hidden well under his sharp gruff voice.

This was dangerous, everything that flowed through my head was dangerous.

But I couldn't stop the words as they shot out of my mouth, "I said, you aren't the boss of me either. So shut up!"

I could feel Bella tense behind me, but only for a moment because G grabbed my neck and squeezed tightly.

Pain throbbed in my nose and neck, my air choking out of me while G whispered, "I thought we went over this... sweetheart..." He continued and clutched my neck tighter, "You're lucky I forgot about our little chat yesterday... so I expect a thank you instead of back talk..."

The words wouldn't stop coming, even as I choked.

"I expected you to leave me alone after I sassed your sad ass off-" I couldn't finish because G slammed me into the ground, his hand still tight around my neck as if I weighed nothing but paper.

A few people gathered around, but my eyes searched for Bella, who was just staring and watching, her eyes full of sick entertainment.

The sting of betrayal was nothing compared to the pain in my neck and stomach as G punched me.

People began cheering on G, and that made me feel worse.

G smiled sickly, and his fist continued to dig into my stomach, blood flooding from my mouth.

Gathering enough weak breath to speak I screamed, "Please s-stop! S-stop it I'm sorry! I-I'm sorry!!!"

He let go and stood up to admire his work.

His hands went to his hips and one grabbed my chin, lifting me up like a toy.

"Heh... Was the message more clear this time? Or do ya want some more?"

I nodded my head the best I could, which hurt my throat and nose. I could see my bandage on the floor, and I could feel most eyes staring at the purple bruise that is my nose.

"Good," He dropped me and I collapsed with weakness, ".... Just like that damn Prince...."

The group that gathered cleared a path for him to walk, and he shoved his hands in his pockets, walking off without another word.

I had only one feeling before I passed out.

Regret.

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A/N: I. AM. ON. FIRE TODAY. I DON'T KNOW WHY I JUST FEEL IT IN MY BLOOD AND IT'S WONDERFUL!!!

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