Silence Is Bittersweet (DanceTale Sans X Reader)

(28) Savior

Whoops. Sorry! I hit publish too soon! NOW Here you go!

Your P.O.V~

Staring.

My only source of entertainment, is staring at the ceiling. I feel helpless, pitiful, and alone. I couldn't defend them, as they were dragged away. Separated from me, in this prison of solitary torture. I've been separated from the others.

No sound, no sights, no tastes, nothing to feel but cold metal and rough stone. Nothing in here but my cold body and shreds of brown sacks.

Left to my thoughts, I couldn't help but imagine, imagine what could have happened.

If I hadn't pissed off Miss RBF, we wouldn't be here. If I had only gone home and told the truth, we wouldn't be here. If I hadn't moved from my home town, we wouldn't be here. If I hadn't taken my parents to court, we wouldn't be here.

My friends deserve better then me. All I've done is hurt them, over and over again. Getting taken, getting Anna taken, getting Flowey taken, getting MK taken, and getting whoever's next taken, just because they were looking for me.

My thoughts are inturrupted by loud banging noises. I jolt up, inching to the centre of the room to listen. What is it? Is something bad happening? Is someone being hurt?

Bang!

Bang!

They start to get faster, as if someone is ramming a hammer into the roof repeatedly.

Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

I start to sweat nervously, as the sounds abruptly stop. Why did they stop? What is going on!?

A light taping noise fills the hallway, and is quickly silenced with a soft shush! Why would the kidnapper need to be shushed? It must be someone else coming. But who?

I here a familiar squeal, and quickly back up against the wall. What are they doing to Anna! But... It didn't quite sound like a scared scream. There is the sound of a door closing, and a couple more opening and closing afterwards. I hear a quick "Yo!" Before it is abruptly silenced.

I'm not sure wether to be worried, nervous, or curious. I stay against the wall, leaning towards being more nervous then anything. Who came for us? Are they bad, or are they good?

Suddenly my door opens.

I shield my eyes, cowering back from what is surely my painful demise. He finally got tired of me, didn't he? Feeding me, giving me water, watching me. It's all over now. Not even a kidnapper can bother to sustain me.

A comforting hand lands on my shoulder. It is stiff, and chalky. It feels cold, but in a good way. I lift my head, not sure I believe what I'm seeing.

"S-S-Sans...?" I croak, lack of water influencing my voice.

I should use my voice more often. I wonder, whatever happened to that contest at Grillby's? I doubt I won, but maybe I can get his opinion.

"yup, it's me. c'mon, we gotta get outta here. wouldn't want to go stone-cold in here, would you?" Sans says.

Man, he must be really stressed. That was bad, even for him. I laugh anyway, and start to sob along with it. Happy, racking sobs shake my body, and I bury my head in his shoulder(?). He rubdls comforting circles on my back, whispering that everything is okay now.

And I believed him.

Anyway, we left the cell, tiptoeing through the dark hallways. My other cell partners trailed behind, Anna clutching flowey, and MK gripping my hand with his tail.