(I ran out of ideas so I'd like to thank @RiaStories for some suggestions! And thank you guys so much for reading this book!!)

💙~~~Blue's POV~~~💙

I shot out of my bed.....again, from another nightmare. I silently cried as I hugged my knees, what, what did I do to deserve this?? I did nothing wrong! ....Did I do something wrong? Well, it doesn't really matter, no one really cares anyways. I'm..... I'm suicidal, I never told anyone.... I'm scared that if I told them, t-they would hate me. That they would never want to be around me ever... I never even told my own brother of what I was dealing with.

So.....what I did was after I got up, I went in my drawer and grabbed a blade... I cut myself after taking off one of my gloves, I teared up as I heard words, hurtful words inside my head from the nightmares that I've been having lately. In one, Papy called me a pathetic excuse for a brother and stuff like that... Dream, Ink, Fell, everyone....they hated me.

Useless

Cut.

Disgusting

Cut.

Weak

Cut.

"Pathetic excuse for a brother"

Cut.

Just KILL yourself....no one would care

Cut, Cut, Cut.

By now there was at least seven cuts on my arm now, more like 17 cuts from the previous ones. I went and hid the blade that was covered in my blood then put my glove back on my right hand, not really caring if I was in pain and cried myself to sleep.

🌈----------Ink's POV----------🌈

(The next day~)

I woke up around 10:16am and decided to do something for the team, we were working so hard lately so I wanted to go do something fun!

"Hey guys!" I called then with my phone. "Do you guys maybe want to go to Gametale to play lazer tag?"

"Sure!!" Dream agreed, stretching as he had just gotten up.

"okay..." Blue said. I raised an invisible eyebrow, why does he sound so sad lately?? Whenever I try ask him what's wrong or try to help him, he'd go all happy for no reason and reassures me that there is nothing wrong. Dream probably noticed this too.

"You okay, Blueberry?" I asked him with concern in my voice. "You've been sounding down for the past week, is everything alright?" There was a long pause before Dream broke the tension between us.

"H-Hey!! Maybe we could go get some Nice Cream after!" he suggests. "But are you okay? I'm starting to worry about you"

"....."

"Blue?"

"Huh? Oh!! I'm fine! Just woke up, you know me!" Blue said, sounding happy. "When someone wakes me up, that's how I am for a bit!"

"Oh really?" Dream asks in a "i don't think so" kind of tone, when he's like that, he knows for a fact that something is obviously wrong.

"Y-Yeah!" Blue stuttered.

"Okay then, meet us at my house" Dream said.

"Okey dokey!" Blue said before hanging up.

"I don't like this feeling, I KNOW something is up" Dream sighed.

"We need to spill da beans" I said. I heard someone opening a can and spilling something out of it.

"What was that??" I asked Dream.

"I spilled the beans" he replied. I facepalmed and chuckled.

"No, not THAT" I said. "We need to make him tell the truth"

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh"

"Heh, see you at your house"

"See ya!" Dream said before hanging upm

💙****** Blue's POV******💙

"STAHP!!" I yelled. Papyrus, again. Went in my room and started making puns.

"Well you know what they say about cold spaghetti"

"PLEASE NO!!"

"Those who forget the pasta, are doomed to reheat it"

"AGHHH!!"

"Don't worry, it's malfade, not yours"

"NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!"

"Your temper is spirali out of control"

"I can tagiltelle your upset"

"I feel sorry fiori you"

"Maybe I'm going to farfalle"

"I ain't alfredo you"

By now I was telling him to leave, even tried to push him out, I pouted. "Whyyyyyyyyyyyyy?"

"Because making puns are apart of my daily rotini"

"If I had a penne everytime I heard that"

"No need to act like a bigoli baby"

"I should think of spaghetti-ing out of here"

I finally (not really) got him halfway out of my room, now we were on the doorway.

"I'm sick of your puns! Get out!" I said.

"Oh noo, gravity is increasing on me" Papyrus said, putting some of his body weight on me while I tried to keep him standing.

"NO IT'S NOOOT!!"

"It is too bro, the same thing happened yesterday." he fell asleep while putting all of his body weight on my arms as I tried to keep him up still.

I failed and he was on top of me. I got my head out from his back, and my arms.

"You rotten brother, YOUR BUTT IS CRUSHING ME!!!"

(Tem skip)

I finally got out of my house which took at least an hour. I knocked on Dream's door and he answered.

"Come in!!" Dream said. Ink & Frisk was waiting for me in the living room.

"Blue, we need to talk" Ink said. "Is there anything that you want to tell me?"

I started to get nervous. Did he find out? I rubbed my wrists nervously as he looked at me suspiciously.

"Can I see your wrists?" Ink asked.

"No"

"Why not?"

"I just don't want to take my gloves off"

"Please buddy? For me?"

I began to tear up and they noticed that, mostly because I was whimpering. "O-Okay..." I said, I pulled of my gloves to reveal the cuts, Ink's eyesockets turned into a different yet serious shape as he looks at it, Dream began to tear up.

"W-Why would you do this to yourself?" Dream asks. I explained everything and halfway, I cried.

"Look at me, we would never, and I mean never say that" Ink told me with seriousness in his voice, but I could tell he was going to cry.

"So that's why..... W-What kind of friend am I? I'm supposed t-to give others good d-dreams, not j-just let everyone but one person have nightmares, e-especially my own f-friend" Dream said, his covered his face so we couldn't see it. Now I feel bad, I hugged him as well as Ink.

"It's not your fault" I reassured him. "It's mine, I should have said something sooner..."

Ink went up to me and healed the cuts that I have made and they were gone like nothing was there to begin with.

"Please....don't ever do that again Blue, if something's wrong or bugging you, just tell us" he said. I nod in response.

"Now how about we go get that Nice Cream?" he said, changing the topic. We all agreed and went together.

"Ink?" I asked him as I was eating some cherry flavored ice cream. He looks over to me.

"Thank you"

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