A Forgotten Kiss

~Chapter 1~

Outside POV

"Hello, how are you this morning?" whispered a voice into Frisk's ear. Chara appeared in her usual apparel, her bloody, stained green sweater and brown shorts. "I'd like to see you pick up the knife again."

She stared at Chara and hissed. The real knife lay on the ground in front of the two humans, and Chara smiled evilly and pointed towards it. It was glistening under the light of the dim lamp for some reason. Chara then took a straight face."Pick it up."

Frisk refused.

"Pick it up," Chara demanded. She jumped off the raggedy old bed and pushed Frisk off it. She landed hard right by the knife, and she hesitated when Chara screamed. "UGH, you MAGGOT!" she grabbed Frisk's hand and pulled it towards the knife. Frisk tried her best to refuse, but she ended up with a knife in her hand. "Good," sighed Chara. She let go of Frisk's hand and the knife fell with a clang to the floor.

"You measly little thing." Chara grabbed Frisk and threw her at the wall. "You can't even obey what I want you to do! Every time I try to control you, you just stop. You don't want to do what I want you to do. You'll never survive. Not even you Determination can keep you alive. Asriel says-"

"Who's Asriel?"

Chara sat silently and closed her red eyes. "He's… no one." She shuffled her feet and got up from her bed. She ran out the door, with the knife in her hand, and stopped at the door. She turned her head around and sped straight out the door, straight for what looked like the Ruins gate. She ran as fast as she could, but frisk followed anyways.

What do you think will happen? Sorry for long update, and the next one will be longer. I have no free time. Also check out my other fanfictions