It's going to be sad..

** Third Person's P.O.V **

You and Sans were friends for a long time now. Ever since you finally freed the monsters of the underground. He began to find someone to love. Of course, you were there. It hurt you that Sans couldn't find you as a lover because he treated you as a friend,  nothing more and nothing else.  Sometimes when you hurt yourself, and it's a little less of a fatal injury. Sans would take you to the hospital but you refused because you feared doctors, nurses and hospitals ever since you were little. You hated the experience of being inside one. You developed anxiety because of it. You feel a little happy that Sans would acknowledge you as a friend or family member if you hurt yourself but you would feel very sad that Sans wouldnt acknowledge you as a lover if you hurt yourself. Now, you were just laying on the couch with Sans on the floor as you watch a movie. It's a funny movie, you didn't like that much sad movies since you cry easily.

As you were watching halfway through the movie, Sans looked at you. You rose a brow at him. “Hey, uh. Y/n. I'm not going to be able to hang out tomorrow, cuz..I asked someone out” He confessed, blushing. You assumed that he was thinking of that person. This broke your heart, it shattered to a million pieces when he said it. “OMG! that's great!” you exclaimed. Faking your happiness. “You don't look too happy...” He rose a bone brow at you. “No! I am.. It's just that laughing at this movie drained my happiness levels” You lied. Sans smiled. “Alright, kiddo. I believe ya'. I hope you get your happiness levels high up when you meet her tomorrow” You nodded as you packed your things and left his house and onto your apartment.

When you reached your apartment complex, you flopped down your fluffy bed. You cried and cried until you cried no more. You could feel knives stabbing your back. You thought that you could have a chance with him. You thought that you could actually be with him. You thought you deserved him. You thought that you could be his. You smiled weakly. “T-that's f-f-fine...I..I-I c-can....F-find someone..B..B..B..B-better..*sniff* than..Him.” You stuttered out. Crying once more. You found yourself crying to sleep until the next morning.

A headache found it's way to you as woke up. You could feel the vibrations of your phones ringtone. Sans gave you a message.

Sans:
Wanna hang out after the date?

You could feel tears at the corner of your eyes start to swell. Sans broke your heart. You couldn't muster up the courage anymore to hang out with him. You replied with..

Y/n:
Sorry, Sans. I could not because of an unbearable headache and fever.

You sent it, you see another message pop up on your screen.

Sans:
Okay, I'll come over with some medicine.

Y/n:
No thank you. I have medicine prepared if I had these.

Sans:
Okay, are you sure about that?

Y/n:
Yeah. I'm sure.

Sans:
Okay, hang out maybe next time?

Y/n:
Yeah.

You covered your mouth with your hands as your hand started to shake. And that's when it hit you.

Crack!

A sickening crack can be heard across the room. You looked up as another crack was heard. You clutched your chest, it was like someone stabbed your heart. It was like someone broke your heart. You whimpered in pain. You never had experience pain like this before. It was so unbearable. You had not enough strength to sit down. Only lay down. You slow laid down on your bed, more pain hit you like a tsunami.

It was unbearable.

The next day, you secretly drove to a small clinic. You waited patiently for you turn and a nurse led you to a doctor's office. You sat down on a chair as the doctor began to speak. “How may help you?” The doctor asked. “I'm having chest pains. It happened once and it was yesterday so I thought that it might be a little crucial so I came here for any treatments” You nervously answered. You had a pretty good immune system. Why did this happen to you anyways?

“Hmm. Chest pains. What else do you feel when having them?”

“Uh, I could feel unbearable pain. And I could hear a crack.”

“Oh. Miss, it's not chest pains. It's a heartbreak.”

“Heartbreak?” you repeated, to confirm what they said. “Yes, you maybe jealous or sad.” They explained. “But, how did I get a heartbreak?” You asked, they could feel that you are tense and nervous. “Don't worry, a heartbreak isn't a disease, sickness or illness. It's just that you maybe sad that you got rejected, sad that, that someone you really liked or loved. Love someone else than you” he specifically explained. You made an 'O' shape with your mouth.

“How do I stop it?” You asked, hoping for a treatment. You don't want to stay like this. “Move on” The doctor said. you nodded before leaving and thanking them.

“Move on”

But how? For the longest time in years. Sans was your crush. And you couldn't move on because you feel so attached to him. Like you could never let go. You couldn't move on. But you have to. It's the only way to avoid it.

As weeks passed by, you isolated yourself in your apartment. You never let anyone in. You only came out for food or necessities. Sans was so worried that he would sometimes visit you with his girlfriend. It made it worst since you looked up her profile only to see dozens of pictures of him and his girlfriend. Everytime you see it makes you regret ever seeing it again. You once looked at your soul to reveal several cracks.

You even found it splitting apart. That's why moving on will stop it. Only time will heal it.

Years later, you stopped seeing Sans completely. You blocked him, you deleted his number and contacts. You deleted your facebook, undernet and every social media that Sans knows you had. You completely vanished from him.

This made him sad. You were his best friend and it felt like that he did this, he did something wrong to you. He felt like he needed to find to find you and work this out but he can't.

You were somewhere far away from where he could find you. It was near your homeland, You didn't tell Sans about your homeland so this was the perfect place to hide and move on. What you didn't know is that your mother was visiting you. And what's worst is that makes stories about her trips to where ever she goes and Sans knew this.

If Sans knew where you are, he could find you. From what your homeland was, it has the best and perfect spot to watch the sunset. And that was your favorite spot that you frequently went to.

When your mom visited you, you were hoping that Sans is not friends with your mother in Facebook. That's where she shares most of her stories there. and you wish that she hadn't made a page where she shares every story short could think of. She even posts pictures of everything she thinks is new. And it includes you. You didn't like selfies because you were insecure of how you looked.

Maybe Sans didn't like me as his lover because your too ugly to be with him. That's why he treats you like his friend.

You were at work today. And it was so stressful because one of your co-workers ditched you for a party. Now it was just you managing the cafe you worked at. When you finished your shift. You reported to your manager. You just wanted to get back at your co-workers for ditching you. It was stressful because there were to many customers and it was  to stay calm because there were TOO many couples everywhere.

You felt so jealous that weren't like those couples. Sans had to ruin that chance for you, you couldn't really blame his girlfriend because he asked her out first, so he did the first move. You went home and groaned as you flopped down your bed. Your mom however looked you with concern.

“Are you okay, dear?”

“No. My co-worker ditched me for a party and I managed the whole cafe myself” You explained, stress filled your voice. She made a small 'oh' and handed your dinner. You ate and went to bed. You were binge watching YouTube as you received a notification from Facebook. You made a new account but you didn't post any pictures because you didn't want to reveal yourself to Sans at all.

You tapped on the notification and sent you to Facebook. The profile revealed to be Sans' girlfriend. She said that they broke up. You didn't mind since you don't feel like the same when you were with Sans. You didn't feel anything, but you wish that you had it back. Because you had a chance but you threw it away. Sometimes when you wait for love, you get that love and it's worth it in the end.

But it didn't feel so worth it when you threw it away. You groaned and laid on your side. You stared at the wall before you and fell fast asleep.

The next day went by, you woke up in the afternoon. You guessed that your mom didn't wake you up and didn't want to bother you. It was your break day so it was the best time after a day of hard work on the cafe. You lifted yourself off of bed and get dressed. You decided to explore your hometown for a bit, not even noticing a blue car behind you as you walked. You walked to restaurant and ate for a bit.

It was almost sunset so you walked to the park where the hills are located. It was a 1 hour walk since you forgot your car keys and left them at home and there isn't any taxis to get you anywhere because it's a village. The path is narrow that can only make 3 people fit in width.

When you reached the park, you ran to your favorite spot to watch the sunset and watched it go down. As you watched the sunset. You heard someone's voice. It was so familiar.

“So, why did you leave?”

“I didn't leave...Sans”

“It was just a heartbreak”

(Get it? No one? Okay?......

A heart break. Moving on and give your heart a break from the love. That's what I meant.

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