The World in Two || G!Sans (Rewriting)

The group left for a few moments so Alphys could change my bandages. She had Undyne help me stand up and that's when it clicked. 

I reached my left hand around and into my right pocket, grabbing the chip in my left hand I pull it out.

"Alphys I meant to give you this when we got back. But I wasn't awake. It was in the collar." I say handing her the chip.

I stood on one foot, leaning on Undyne as Alphys tucked the chip in her coat pocket. She then returned to wrapping my right ankle and right wrist. 

She already did my chest and stomach. I winced as the bandages tightened, but it was for my own good. 

Finally, Alphys finished and Undyne helped me back into the bed. Not to long after did Alphys and Undyne leave.

There were only two in the room. Me and G. 

I smiled as he walked into the room. He smiled back, a warm smile that I've come to love.

I took another bite of the pie that was brought to me as G took a seat in the chair to my right. 

"Good to see you alive Dove." He said leaning forward so his head resting in his hands, arms resting on his knees. 

I chuckle and move so I'm sitting up a bit. 

"Glad to be alive." I say, wincing at the pain and placing my left hand on my side. 

G's look changed to concern instead of his normal happy look. Carefully, he moves his left hand and places it on my shoulder. 

I look to his hand and smile, cheeks heating up. 

"Beat up but I'm alive." I say and laugh a bit. 

His expression softens at me laughing. 

"What'd they do to you Dove?" He asks, making me stop laughing and look to him.

Gaster did say I should tell him about 'Scaring'.

I sighed and brought out my left hand and made a pulling motion. My SOUL appeared in front of me.

I could feel G tens up just looking at it. He's never seen it up close before, only from a distance, like last time.

The scar that ran down the middle was a lighter color than last time I looked. It hurt to look at it let alone recall how it happened. 

G reached out his hand, taking it off my shoulder, and traced the large scar that ran down the middle. 

I shuddered at the feeling, despite the butterfly's that were running wild in me. He had this look. It was a mixture of fear, sadness, and anger all in one. 

He had the look he had after I showed him the vision on one of my first days. His left eye was gone in the darkness of his eye socket. 

"They.........they did this?......" He stuttered, moving his hand as it traced the other scars that covered my SOUL.

"They had this session..." I trailed off and shivered as he continued to trace the scars on my SOUL.

He took notice that I stopped and stopped tracing, muttering an apology. 

"It was called 'Scaring'. They would strap you to a chair and do things to you. Beat you, drown you, they'd hurt your mind and body. They would..........they'd...they had a part of it where they do things to your SOUL."

Only now did I realize I was crying. My entire time there not one tear was shed, but here with him? I was allowed to cry. I had every right. G knew it.