(G Sans x reader)

G was drinking more by the day. First it was a couple shots, next it was a can, then a pint, now it was bottles upon bottles of whatever he could afford. Currently he was sitting at Grillby's taking large swigs from a bottle of Jack.

(y/n) had recently obtained a job at the said bar and hadn't seen her boyfriend home and sober enough to tell him that she was now an entertainer.

Tonight however, he was in for a surprise as she waltzed on stage.

She looked straight at him as her song started.

Don't cry to me.

If you loved me,

You would be here with me.

You want me,

Come find me.

Make up your mind.

He was shocked to say the least.

Should I let you fall?

Lose it all?

So maybe you can remember yourself.

G was pretty sure he had fallen and lost everything. How could he forget who he was if he never knew to begin with.

Can't keep believing,

We're only deceiving ourselves .

And I'm sick of the lie,

And you're too late.

G didn't understand what she was telling him.

Don't cry to me.

If you loved me,

You would be here with me.

You want me,

Come find me.

Make up your mind.

What was he supposed to make his mind up about?

Couldn't take the blame.

Sick with shame.

Must be exhausting to lose your own game.

He chuckled half heartedly, he's never lost any game. Especially not a drinking one.

Selfishly hated,

No wonder you're jaded.

You can't play the victim this time,

And you're too late.

He was the victim. What the hell was she talking about? She's the one who's jaded.....isn't she?

Don't cry to me.

If you loved me,

You would be here with me.

You want me,

Come find me.

Make up your mind.

She strutted closer to him, eyes half lidded with a blank expression.

You never call me when you're sober.

You only want it cause it's over,

It's over.

She lifted his chin and was close enough to kiss until she harshly shoved away from him.

How could I have burned paradise?

How could I - you were never mine.

He stood unsteadily and stumbled over to her as she lowered her head so her hair covered her face.

So don't cry to me.

If you loved me,

You would be here with me.

Don't lie to me,

Just get your things.

I've made up your mind.

She handed him a duffle bag filled with his belongings and left him without another word.