Will I get through this somehow?
Right here and now?
I'm at my breaking point
And it's all crashing down.

You ran down the alley with your gun in hand and blood coating your torso. You and your partner Papyrus were separated in the ambush on town square. Your strangled breath escaped your throat as you tried to catch up to the taller skeleton.

A loud ringing cut through the deafening silence. It was your cellphone. The boss was calling.

Oh, you wouldn't understand,
Oh, just how I feel.
I'm at my breaking point
And IMMA BURN IT DOWN.

"y/n, where the hell are you?" his concerned voice growled over the speaker.

"I'm so sorry boss, I lost Pap and I'm trying my best to find him" You winced in pain and fear.

"Calm down, he's fine. Where are you? You sound like you're hurt. He said increasingly worried.

"I'm in the alley between 1st and Marble. I'll make my way towards H.Q." You said before a shot fired. 

I'm breaking.
I'm burning.
I'm crying.
I'm hurting.

He heard the clatter of the phone against the pavement.

"Y/n, what was that? Y/n are you alright? Y/n? Y/N!" Sans shouted as he ran towards the door.

There was an awful ringing in your ears as blood poured from your side. You gagged as the metallic liquid filled your mouth and spilled heavily past your lips.

I'm silent.
I'm captured.
I'm feeling
So fractured.

You struggled to focus through your fuzzy vision as you reached for the pistol. The sound of a gun reloading drained all the hope from your body. There was a click and muffled bang as a body fell over next to you.

Leaving words unspoken only drives the dagger deep.
(Just try to avoid it, or else you'll regret it.)
Putting off important things will only end in grief.
(Just try to avoid it, or else you'll regret it.)

A male's voice shouted from behind you as more shots fired. Faintly, a blue spear whizzed past into the wall ahead could be made out.

Don't push yourself into insanity.
(But I wouldn't put it past you.)
Don't back out now or you'll never be free.
(But I wouldn't put it past you.)

NO.

You struggled, dragging your failing body across the pavement of this battlefield. You managed to force yourself up, gun in hand.

Will I get through this somehow?
Right here and now?
I'm at my breaking point
And it's all crashing down.

"This is my family and I refuse to let you rip it from me again" You hissed, steeling your gaze on the filth before you.

Oh, you wouldn't understand,
Oh, just how I feel.
I'm at my breaking point
And IMMA BURN IT DOWN.

One for your parents. Two for your burnt down home. Three for the torture you endured. Four for your unyielding rage. Five....is for fucking with the wrong gang in Ebott city. 

Will I get through this somehow?
Right here and now?
I'm at my breaking point
And it's all crashing down.

You watched in glee as body after body fell to your feet.

Oh, you wouldn't understand,
Oh, just how I feel.
I'm at my breaking point
And IMMA BURN IT DOWN.

You dropped the gun. Everything spun around in a mess of colors and fuzzy shapes.

The individuals left standing rushed to your side.

I'm breaking.
I'm burning.
I'm crying.
I'm hurting.

"#/#, c#n yo# #ear m#?" a male called.

"He# pu#k! Han# in th#re!" a female called next

"h#m##?" another male voice.

"M# #####" the last voice called as you fainted.

I'm silent.
I'm captured.
I'm feeling
So fractured.

Darkness swallowed you up as you were drowned in a buzzing well of voices. You knew each voice but couldn't put a name any except one.

I'm breaking.
I'm burning.
I'm crying.
I'm hurting.

You felt a boney hand grasp yours as a surge of magic flowed from its fingertips. It rushed through your veins and filled your burning lungs and aching limbs.

I'm silent.
I'm captured.
I'm feeling
So fractured.

Your hand closed around the boney one as you gasped calling out the only name you recalled in the noise.

"Sans!" You pushed yourself up in bed, despite the agonizing pain.

Blaming others constantly will only hurt yourself.
(Just try to avoid it, or else you'll regret it.)
You're the only one that can undo the things you've crashed.
(I don't think you'll fix it...I know you won't fix it.)

"Woah, hold on there sweetheart! You need to just lay down and relax." Sans calmly laid you back. 

Tears welled up in your eyes before flooding down your reddened cheeks.

"I'm so sorry! I shouldn't have wandered off after we lost our target in the chase. I should've called Pap to regroup. This whole mess is all my fault!" You sobbed pressing your balled fists against your face.

Don't push yourself into insanity.
(But I wouldn't put it past you.)
Don't back out now or you'll never be free.
(But I wouldn't put it past you.)

Sans grabbed your hands, pulling them away from your face. You turned your face away tightly shutting your eyes. You didn't want to see the look on his face.

NO.

"Y/n look at me" he strained to demand,

You refused, he's angry with you. You know he is he has to be.

Will I get through this somehow?
Right here and now?
I'm at my breaking point
And it's all crashing down.

"Sweetheart please, look at me please" his voice cracked on the verge of sobbing.

Why wasn't he utterly pissed that you caused so much panic and chaos?

Oh, you wouldn't understand,
Oh, just how I feel.
I'm at my breaking point
And IMMA BURN IT DOWN.

You turned to look at him. His face was soaked in a mixture of blood and his fluorescent blue tears as his whole-body shook while holding your dainty cut up bloody hands.

You winced, pulling yourself more upright to get closer to him. Sans flinched as your hand pulled away from his and gently stroked his tear-stained cheekbone.

Will I get through this somehow?
Right here and now?
I'm at my breaking point
And it's all crashing down.

"Sans, I'm sorry. I put you through so much pain and misery. As soon as I recover, I'll make my leave" you stated pulling away.

"No! Please don't go! We need you. Fuck, I need you!" he shouted crying harder, gripping his chest.

Oh, you wouldn't understand,
Oh, just how I feel.
I'm at my breaking point
And IMMA BURN IT DOWN.

You froze, shakily reaching your cold hand out to his cheek again. His hand held you there as fresh tears kept flowing onto your cut skin.

You hissed as it stung slightly, and he apologetically kissed your palm tenderly.

PULL THE TRIGGER AND LET IT FLY.
FORGET YOUR TROUBLES AND LET THEM DIE.
WHERE WE ARE AND HOW WE FEEL
WILL DETERMINE HOW WE HEAL.

Sans was so distracted; he didn't hear the other leave long ago. He also didn't catch when you slid off the bed, not until your sweet face pressed against his shoulder and your arms wound around him.

PULL THE TRIGGER AND LET IT FLY.
FORGET YOUR TROUBLES AND LET THEM DIE.
WHERE WE ARE AND HOW WE FEEL
WILL DETERMINE HOW WE HEAL.

He was so overwhelmed; he couldn't help but return the long-awaited hug.

Will I get through this somehow?
Right here and now?
I'm at my breaking point
And it's all crashing down.

Your knees buckled and Sans didn't think twice before scooping you up into his lap.

"Sans, why aren't you yelling at me? Aren't you mad?"

Oh, you wouldn't understand,
Oh, just how I feel.
I'm at my breaking point
And IMMA BURN IT DOWN.

"At you? Never. I'm angry with myself for letting you get hurt. I'm scared that you'll leave me because I failed at keeping the one promise that I made to you. He said cradling you close.

Will I get through this somehow?
Right here and now?
I'm at my breaking point
And it's all crashing down.

"Y/n, I'm terrified to even think of losing you because I love you" Sans confessed as his soul brightly glowed in front of you.

You were stunned at first but that was quickly overcome by the new warmth bubbling in your chest.

Oh, you wouldn't understand,
Oh, just how I feel.
I'm at my breaking point
And IMMA BURN IT DOWN.

You took the bright blue soul into your hands as he looked away in shame. Your injured hands caressed the heart as it thumped loudly. Your own soul beamed bright as it nudged its way into his hands.

Will I get through this somehow? (I'm breaking. I'm burning.)
Right here and now? (I'm crying. I'm hurting.)
I'm at my breaking point (I'm silent. I'm captured.)
And it's all crashing down. (I'm feeling so fractured.)

Through the pain and sorrows that this world has now become, this skeleton has stood by you every inch of the way.

With a warm smile on your face, you pulled him in by the collar of his dirty dress shirt and kissed him as he pulled you back onto the bed with him.