Frisk's POV

I didn't want to wake up. I was afraid of what would happen. I'm pretty sure that he was just jumping to conclusions. At least I hoped. Were there even any clues to prove it was me? I mean I looked different... I fought back now.... And hell, I had powers. If that didn't scream "not frisk" I don't know what did.

Sadly though, waking up was inevitable. I had to face the fact and accept what was coming. I would take the beatings and move on. But I had a better plan now. I kept hitting myself for forgetting that I was talented at lock picking.

I had learned during the five years of the war that I'd spent on my own. It took two full years to perfect and another year to perfect with various objects. During the night, I could pick the lock on the door, and make a break for it. I had my knife back so how difficult could it truly be?

Edgy would bippity boppity back the fuck up if I held a knife to my neck I'm sure.... Especially if he knew that I was Frisk. He knew I had a lot of problems back then but then again, perhaps he'd blown it off as a teen thing. He knew I cut back then. It was an often event and he would have to stay beside me all the time so I stopped. It hadn't ever gotten severe. But spending all those years by myself brought it back, and tripled the damage.

With the assurance I let out a breath and opened my eyes. As he'd said, he was there when I woke..... But he was asleep on the chair. That was my chance to escape. I slowly stood and made my way to the door, grabbing the pin from my hair and opening it. This was it. I was going to get out!

But.... Just as I got to the door, I felt arms wrap around me and pull me back. I struggled for a good minute and a half when I felt hot breath down my neck and a sleepy, deep voice, chuckle. "What's the matter doll? Don't you enjoy my company?" He asked. I took pride in the struggle of his voice.

"As if...." I scoffed, fighting a little harder.

He grunted and threw me onto the mattress, letting out a breath. I crossed my arms in a pout. I was so close. So... frickin close! Damn skeleton... He let out a soft chuckle. "I'll tell you what Frisk, you sure do put up a good fight."

Speaking of... "Who the hell is Frisk?" I hissed.

He crossed his arms and smirked "You can't lie to me. There are specific qualities of yours that I recognize."

"What...... I.... Are you on crack?? You think I'm that chick that freed the monsters?" In my own mind I sounded convincing. "That bitch probably needed powers to free you asshole-"

He had cut me off with a slap. It genuinely hurt. Did that hit his soft spot? Why did he care so much about the Frisk he knew? Did I really have that much impact on him back then? And.... Why? The pinpricks in his eyes were gone and so was his smug face.

"Don't..... Don't talk about her- ah.....yourself... that way.." He stated. The hint of a threat was in his tone.

I held my cheek and giggled. The giggle must've scared him because his head shot up in fear. His eyes wild. Did it sound like chara? I hope so... Perhaps scaring him would push him away. "See? You aren't even confident enough in your own words.... You know I'm not her..."

He smiled stupidly. "Actually that laugh just proved me right... You see.... Frisk has a very distinct laugh when she's irritated... Demonic almost.... Because of this girl named chara." My eyes widened.

"And judging by the way your eyes dilated, tells me you know who chara is. So unless you name is Flowey, only one other person knows who Chara is..."

And then he sat back with that stupid smug look on his face as he watch my brain go up in flames.I was scared. Everything had gone to shit. He knew who I was and I was scared. It was happening as soon as he left. As soon as he went inside his house, my plan would be in action.

I didn't think he saw my bobby pin. He hadn't taken it from me. Maybe he didn't think I could actually pick a lock. Either way it was a mistake, and I gripped it tighter between my fingers. I stayed silent. I wasn't responding.

I was growing uncomfortable in the silence when he broke hit, and pulled me off the floor. "Let's go"

"Wh-what? Where?" What now? He had a basement that'd work better?

"I'm bringing you inside.... It's cold out here..."

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Here you are!

If I'm honest I thought I'd be posting later than this.

But I prevailed!

Prevailed? Is that the word I'm looking for?

..... Well I put off dinner for this so enjoy it.

See? you guys mean more to me than food.

That's a lot ya know lol

So you all have a great weekend!

I know I will! I'm going to New Jersey tomorrow ^-^

Alright guys, enjoy. heh