Between Two Girls (Female! Frisk AND Female! Chara x Male! Reader)

Prologue

Y/N your name
F/C Favorite color
L/N last name
E/C eye color
S/C secondary (favorite) color

You had the worst life ever. Parents constantly treating you badly, the community wasn't as bad but hurt you, both physically and emotionally. Even at school the teachers wouldn't treat you properly. "Demons sit in the back of the class!" They'd say. "You shouldn't belong on this Earth!" Even your peers gave you endless torment. Bullies would put you in lockers for almost all day, and when you got home you'd be hit for being late.

You've been called a demon, a freak and worse. You know of somebody else that had that same kind of treatment in your same town. But you didn't know her or ever see her.

You've developed a phobia of people. It's called Anthropophobia or Anthrophobia. It's a fear of people, any human company, and affects a lot of social interactions.

You would often talk to yourself, as if another being was present within your body, but there isn't. You hear a voice in your head, but it's yours. You often battle with yourself. Struggling to do what's right or what's wrong.

You've also not been much of a talker. Never talked to your parents, or other kids. You mostly just stayed quiet all of time.

You were in your way home from school today, when a group of bullies came out from behind you. You just stopped walking.

"Well well well, look at what we have here!" One of them yelled to the others.

"Yeah, looks like a pure demon child." Another said.

"...leave me be..." you mumbled.

"I'm sorry what was that? I couldn't hear you over your stupidity." A third said. Wow they are terrible at comebacks.

Suddenly you felt rage hit you, pure rage. After all of these years of keeping your feelings bottled up that finally got out.

You moved your backpack to your side to reveal a knife barely visible out of one of the pouches. You pull it out. This frightened the bullies a little, but they didn't back off.

"Well, you have a knife! Oooooo so I'm scared." He mocked. Sure maybe he wasn't, but most of the group were. They all had no weapons.

You put the knife out in front of you and looked at its sharp edges. You ran your finger down the sharp end of it. The bullies became even more scared now.

"H-hey... Y/N right... um... we are real sorry for trying to bully you... just please don't hurt us." One of them said and their leader smacked him for it.

What he said made you stop looking at your razor sharp knife you had and look up at them. You looked directly into the leaders face. You didn't blink, you didn't move, you only stared.

"Cmon we can take em!" The leader said walking toward you and acting all tuff like.

He was soon inches from you. You put the knife out in front of you now. The leader still didn't back down.

He was in the position to punch you. You didn't move out of the way or anything. Once he swung you loved quickly and stabbed him right into the arm. He yelled in severe pain and the others in the group gasped and ran away.

You pulled the knife out of his arm and he fell to the ground. You got on top of him and lined the knife up to his head. Then you pulled it back, then you swung down. You stabbed him right through his head. You pulled out the knife once again. It was bloody everywhere and dripping all over your cloths. You continued to walk "home".

You arrived at your "home" and went inside to find your father on the sofa, he was drunk and throwing and breaking things. The house was dark and the only light that was coming in was the dim light from outside.

"Your late!" He yelled at you. I outa smack the shit out of you he said standing up. He still haven't seen your bloody cloths and knife.

He turned around and you walked towards him. You were standing in a dark spot so he couldn't see you.

"Come here and let me smack you! You worthless piece of shit!" He yelled. You didn't move. You only stood and stared at him. "Didn't you hear me I said come here!" When you didn't move again your father became furious. "You know what you little shit!" He yelled and started to mumble things. He then stomped his at over to you and got in your face.

"You hear me you little faggot! I am your father you will do what I say an-" he didn't even finish his sentence before you stabbed him in the back of the neck.

You held a strong grip on the knife and that was what was keeping the body up, so when you pulled the knife out his body fell to the ground making a loud thud.

You heard footsteps coming in from the kitchen. It was your mother, she came in to she what the loud thud was. When she came into the room she screamed which made you flinch a bit, you didn't want the neighbors knowing so you threw the knife at her and it hit her directly in the chest. She stopped screaming and fell to the floor, the knife hit the floor and hurts through her entire body, you could see the point coming out of the back.

You then took a minute to think to yourself. What were you doing? You aren't like this. Are you?

You then realized that your cloths were externally bloody so you decided to change them. You went into your room and chose a sweater with F/CandS/C stripes.

You ran out of your house before the police came. But you were starting to have second thoughts.

Why didn't you just kill your self? You should have just let them arrest you.

You didn't know what to do, but then you remembered something. On the news one time you heard that there was a mountain called Mt. Ebott where kids always go missing when they climb it. Perfect...

You lived right near the mountain so it wasn't too hard to get there. You bolted up the streets, through the woods and up the mountain. It was getting dark so you hurried.

You searched the mountain for a long period of time but couldn't find anything. "Gah!" You yelled. "I waisted my time!" You then started to kick the trees and nearby bushes. But, when you went to kick a bush you slipped into a huge hole that you somehow didn't notice. You held onto a vine that was popping out of the ground to keep yourself up.

Then you let go. You wanted to end it all.

You wake up on a bed of yellow flowers....