It gets worse...
ONE MONTH AGO
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'It was your falt, wasn't it?' Your father says, flicking a ciggar at your head. 'You let her kill herself...' he continues. 'Dad! I'm telling you she just did it out of no where-!' You yell back at him. 'YOU WHERE IN THE SAME GODDAMN ROOM AS HER WHEN SHE DID IT. YOU WACHED HER DO IT.' He screams back, 'ITS ALL BECAUSE OF FRISK!'
'Dad...-' but your cut off, 'Frisk could be burning in hell for all I care!' your father kicks you, 'AND YOU SHOULD bURN IN HElL ToO!' He chokes.
You wake up tears running down your cheeks, "Y/N...are you okay." Sans asks, "Yeah, I'm fine. It was just a nightmere..."
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