Chapter 2: Saved me?
I was back on the surface. Wandering the streets after school. I could hear the whispers of many other students as i walked by.
"Freak."
"Why are her teeth pointy?"
"Stay away from her."
I pulled my hood up and pulled the strings, hiding my face. I self consciously lifted a hand to my mouth to feel my teeth. They were jagged, sharp, and most likely deadly. They've always been this way.
"Gem!" I hear my name being called from the bike rack i left my bike at. I look up to see my brother unlocking my bike for me.
"Hey…"
"How was school?" he asked, concern in his gaze. I shrugged and mounted my bike. He rolled his eyes, knowing it wouldn't do much good to press me on the matter. We rode home in silence.
As we step through the door a flash of light blinds me for a second.
"My babies!" I hear my mother yell before she pulls me and Stone into a hug.
"Mom!" Stone whines pushing away. I just roll my eyes and snatch the camera away from her.
"You don't need pictures for every little thing we do." i snap at her.
"yes , i know...But you both passed your midterms and i'm so proud!" She praises. I just roll my eyes. To me, it seems as if i have nothing in common with my mother.
She's bubbly, i'm cold. Shes summer while i'm winter. We don't even look alike. She has light tan, strait and feathery hair, while i have dark ebony curls that reach just past my jaw. Her eyes are bright blue while mine are a dark amber, which is strange because everyone in my family has blue eyes.
Stone looks exactly like her minus the dark brown hair, he got that from his dad.
My mother gives me another hug before snatching the camera and running off into the kitchen to what i assume is to finish diner.
I let my bag drop to the ground and flop onto the couch with a sigh. I take my hood down and poke my teeth.
"You know poking them wont make them go away." Stone tells me as he sits down next to me. I roll my eyes.
I felt something poking me. Slowly i opened my eyes. I was in a bed of somesort. I sat up and put my hand to my head.
"Ow ow ow." I muttered. Once the pounding stopped i looked around the room. It was red and birchwood flooring. There was another bed on the other side of the room. The blonde boy laid there, his eyes closed, and his breathing slightly ragged.
I swung my legs out from under the blanket and carefully stood, stumbling slightly as i made my way towards the door. I reached out to open the door but the handle turned by itself. I stared at it confused until it swung open, nearly hitting me. I let out a yelp and tripped backwards.
"Oh! My Child! Are you alright!" a voice sounded. Spots danced across my vision as pain shot through my arms and upper back. Gentle hands helped me to my feet, and a cool feeling spread across the pain, making it go away. I blinked and the spots went away. I looked up at the person who helped me but gasped and tried scrambling backwards as i saw a goat humanoid thingy.
"Shh...it's okay my child." The goat lady soothed. strangely , this goat lady reminded me of my mother. I felt tears beginning to form at the corner of my eyes.
"Oh no, don't cry, it's okay, you and your friend are okay…" the Goat lady cooed as if she was talking to a 10 year old.
I push her away and get to my feet. "Get away.." I blurt, backing towards the bed.
"My child-" she began.
"Don't call me that!" I snap. I reach into my pull-over jackets pocket and grab my pocket knife. As soon as the blade was out, a few tears rolled down my cheek. This was the knife Stone gave me, to protect myself, he had said.
A vine grabbed my wrist and tore the pocket knife out of my grasp. I whipped around and sitting on the bed i was in, was a little aster flower, with dark red petals. He had look on his face, but most surprisingly, it had a face. The look on his face was strange, he looked...bored.
"Give that back!" i snap.
"No, we don't wantcha hurtin' anyone." The flower snapped back. While i was distracted with the flower, the goat lady had sat on the bed next to me, and grabbed my wrists. I immediately froze, and began to shake slightly.
"It's okay my- i mean, child. We're not going to hurt you. I am Toriel, caretaker of the ruins, and this, is Asriel. Though he prefers to be called Flowey, what is your name?" She asked calmly.
I narrowed my eyes, not sure i should trust them.
"I'm Gemstone. Gem for short." She said.
"What if your friends name?" she asked. I shrugged.
"How should i know" i growled. i had never talked to the boy before. But he saved me.
"Is he okay?" i ask Toriel.
"Better than he was. He took the brunt of the fall, and probably saved your life. If it wasn't for Asriel, he'd be dead." the Goat monster told her.
My mind went blank. This boy had nearly DIED from the fall, trying to save me from dying.
Why would he do that….
Without realizing it, i had started crying again.
"Poor child, it's okay…." Toriel comforted, pulling me into a hug. After that, i couldn't hold it in anymore.
"I miss my mom...and Stone…" i hiccuped in between sobs.
"I know child, you probably want to go home. But i'm afraid you can't, at least not yet." Toriel informed me.
I felt my heart break a little.
"S-so i may never seen m-my brother or mom ever again?" I asked, looking up at Toriel.
Toriel, did what i guessed was, pursed her lips.
"I'm afraid so my dear Gem"
Well, you get to see a little bit of Gems story from when she was above ground. There will be more of those because i didn't do anything about her life on the surface so there where be a lot of flashbacks in the next couple of chapters.
~Lynx (: