I apologize for this late chapter. A lot has been going on and I'm trying the best that I can to finish this.

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Some servants came and escorted me to my room. They had prepared my bath and left me alone to bathe. I wriggled out of my sticky clothes and dipped my feet in the warm water. I sighed and leaned back until my head rested on the edge of the tub. I stared at the wall in front of me and those restraints came back to me.

I couldn't do anything. I was weak against it. How will I ever find my mom if those things get in the way? I plunged myself in the water and stayed there, reflecting on what happened tonight. I can't wait here any longer. I burst my head out of the water and gulped down breathes of oxygen. I have so little time left.....

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The servants came to dry my hair and, ever so neatly, brush my hair down. I wore a simple, comfortable night gown that went all the way down to my knees. I took one last look in the mirror before finally heading downstairs. I make it down the last flight of steps until I was pulled over to the side.

I gasp and was twirled only to see One standing there. "What do you think you're-" I never get to finish because he cuts me off. "How's your hand?" I blink once and look to still see slight purples on my hand. I forgot about that. "It's fine. It could've been worse ya know?" I was wondering when he would let go of my hand. He was looking at it for quite some time now.

I wave my hands in front of him. "You okay?" He blinks and releases my hands. "Yeah." He releases my hands and sighs. "Be careful next time. Arts can be taken any time. Be glad you're not one of the ones who were.... forced." I watch as he walks away towards the dining hall. I felt a terrible feeling down the pit of my stomach. I have to find my mom.

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I make my way to Sans' office and see him there with all his paper work piling his desk. I knock on the side of the door to get his attention and it works. "Ah, you're here. Just take a seat over there." While searching for an aid kit, he mumbled about building a new hospital wing in the mansion. He finds it in the closet and comes back with it. He sits to the chair besides mine. "Let me see your hands." I hold my hands out to him and watch as he bandages them up.

I didn't want to just stare at him awkwardly so I looked around the room. The papers were everywhere and it wasn't the cleanest room. I could understand why he would have bags under his eyes. He doesn't look like he's getting enough sleep. Speaking of eyes, he has a long scar running down his face. It looks painful.

I must have stared too long because he snaps his fingers. "Are you back from your little world?" I blink once and realized that I stared. I avert my gaze to the suddenly interesting floor. He finishes with the bandaging and closes the kit. I grab his arm to stop him. He still has those wounds on his arms.

"I want to help."

"It's fine. I can bandage them on my own later."

Instead of arguing more, I snatch the aid kit out of his hand, though I began to regret it when my hand began to ring with pain, and forcefully made him sit. He was a little surprised at the action, but he didn't seem to mind. He pulls his bloodied sleeves off and the cuts didn't look very nice. Some of the blood had begun to dry. I started pulling things out of the kit.

"You haven't even cleaned the blood off your arm. It's gonna get infected...."

I wipe off the blood with disinfectant and rub on some ointment.

"I even wonder how you even manage to take care of yourself like this...."

I finished bandaging his arms and tore off the end. I look up at him.

"You're so-"

I stop. He looked at me with a smile and took one look at his arms. "Thank you." I quietly nod. "You're welcome." He pulls his sleeves down and straightens the shirt cuffs. "I haven't had anyone care for me in a long time." He gently takes the kit from my hands and stores it back in the closet. "Your wounds are bandaged. I'm assuming you're hungry?" After what One told me, I was in a rush to escape. "I'm not that hungry. I'm just gonna go upstairs and sleep it off."

"Very well."

He offers me his arm and I loop mine around his. He escorts me to my room. He places a kiss on my hands and smiles. "Goodnight Two." I wait until he completely disappears and close the door. I look at the hand he kissed and clench it in a fist. Sorry guys, but I'm not gonna stay here and let my mom suffer.