Peach Silhouette

25 | happily ever after [?]

Nothing felt right anymore. As the countdown neared its end, I felt myself moving, but it wasn't me. Then my world stopped. I heard glass shatter and murmurs echo among the gathered people. None of it quite reached my ears.

Everything just stopped. I saw the look in Maia's eyes, confusion and hurt swelling into fury. The entire room grew silent, even Minx stopping mid-sentence.

"George. Henry. Davidson." Her voice was low and grew louder as she continued. "What the fuck was that?" She demanded.

"I- I don't know." I looked at the ground, tears blurring my vision. 

Not one, but two good things ruined.

She inhaled sharply and pinched the bridge of her nose, then glanced at the door where Dream had exited. 

"I'm not done discussing this." She said firmly, before turning around and disappearing through the exit. I watched her go, weariness dragging at my mind. I heard footsteps and I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned to see Tubbo, his gaze kind. 

"Come on, George. Why don't we go sit somewhere and talk a little bit? You seem like you need a friend." I let him guide me away into the cafe. My head was spinning and I felt dizzy as I sat down in a chair. Tubbo handed me a glass of water and sat down in a chair opposite of me. "Can you tell me about something you love?" He asked softly.

"Um- sure, there's this lovely park near my flat in London. It's near the edge of the city, and it's not usually busy." I stumbled on my words, remembering how I wanted to go there with Dream one day. "In the spring, lilacs bloom and the air is so sweet. One of my friends, their name is Oddity, I think. They play the guitar and I love to sit and listen to them play. I watch the birds flit around and sometimes I get to see the younglings learn to fly." I smiled.

"They fall and fall over and over, but every time they get up and try again. I want that kind of determination." I said wistfully. I recalled how Dream had kept trying on the ice, no matter how many times he fell. 

"Tell me about the lilacs." Tubbo prompted, noticing I was losing focus. 

"They're uh, white and purple, I think. One time I brought my Enchroma glasses and they were such pretty shades of purple. And they smell sweet, but almost sickly sweet if you get too close. I brushed up against one of the bushes and my flat smelled like lilacs for days. I picked a few, but I was scared I would get stung by bees." I laughed a little, and Tubbo grinned. 

"Yes, bees are adorable in Minecraft, but not so much in real life." He hummed, his brown eyes holding my gaze. 

"Indeed," I yawned. 

"Thank you, for talking to me. Talking about things I love always calms me down, and I hope I made you feel a little bit better, George. You have had quite a bit of champagne though, and I think you should get some rest." I nodded, standing up. He walked with me to my room, and opened the door for me. 

"Tomorrow is going to be hard, do you understand?" He asked gently. I nodded, my eyes on the floor. "But you can deal with tomorrow when it comes, and if you need me, just ask." He hugged me and glanced back at me one more time.

"Sleep well, George." 

I turned and collapsed onto my bed, tiredness holding me like a dead weight. 

Oh, Dream. What have I done?

~

I awoke to Wilbur and Niki calling my name. My head was pounding.

"Wha-" Wilbur ran his hands through his hair. 

"George, we can't find Dream." I stood up, panic flooding through me.