I Object ~ Dreamnotfound

Chapter 20 - Moonlight

Another quick TW: Violence & Swearing

The sound of a car pulling into the driveway startled George awake. He looked to his right to see Dream fast asleep, sprawled across the bed. His chest moving up and down with each calm breath. He smiled. It was still dark. George reached for his phone from beside him and checked the time. The bright light of the screen illuminated onto his face, causing him to squint. It was 4am.
Suddenly there was a loud crash from the front of his house. His eyes widened and George quickly jumped out of bed and pulled on some clothes. His groin hurt but he pushed through it. A shiver ran down his spine. Someone was in his house, and they had smashed down the door.
George quietly walked out of his room, closing the door behind him and grabbed a flashlight on the way out. He snuck down the hall and crouched in the kitchen. There were whispered voices coming from the front door. They were muffled but George could recognise them.

"You sure this is the place?"

"Yeah, if I wasn't sure I wouldn't have kicked the door down idiot"

"Watch the words pretty boy or you'll be next"

"Damn calm down sorry. Let's just go in already"

"I'll go in, you're staying in the car"

"Wait what? That wasn't part of the plan."

"Get in the car! You know I've got a gun". George froze. He didn't dare breath. He listened as footsteps walked away from the house and a car door shut. Fundy and Sapnap were here.
There was a loud knock on what was once a door and Fundy shouted,

"George, I know you're here. Come out I just want to talk". George considered his options. He could run now. Wake Dream and leave. But Fundy had a gun. His best option was to cooperate. For now.
He stepped out from the corner and turned to face Fundy.
A smile flashed across Fundys face and George grew stiff.

"What do you want Fundy?" George asked, trying to sound confident.

"Why don't we go for a little walk George?" Fundy said, waving his hand over. George tilted his head in confusion but was reluctant to follow Fundy outside. The cold air brushed against his face, his hair flipped to the side.

"What do you want" George asked again as he and Fundy began walking out his driveway and down the road.

"You know what I want George, and I'm hoping your not going to make me do this the hard way". George shivered, his legs moving on their own to follow Fundys pace.

"I don't know what you mean Fundy" George said, he stared into the distance avoiding contact. His road looked different at night.

"I want Dream. And you know that. And your not going to have him. I trusted you by telling you how I felt about him, but here you are, kissing him. What happened there George? I thought we were friends". George sighed. This would be difficult. They turned the corner and headed into a small alleyway. Where were they going?

"I love Dream! Okay? You're selfish Fundy" George said. They stopped at the end of the alley and faced each other, Fundy was smiling. It scared George, how confident he was. He backed up onto the wall behind him.

"Oh you fucked up George!" Fundy raised his voice and his fists tightened into balls.

"I haven't done anything wrong! Leave Dream alone" George exclaimed. Anger rose into his face. The air turned hot.

"I'll leave Dream alone, he'll be mine, but I'm not gonna leave you" Fundy snarled through his teeth. "Just tell me that Dream loves me better and I can have him to myself or else" he hissed.

"Never" George said back. He couldn't let go. Not now. Fundy laughed, a high horrible laugh, it made George grimace. Whatever happened, he wouldn't give in.

"Then I'll have to get rid of you" said Fundy and he quickly pushed George up against the wall, his wide hands spread around George's neck. Air stopped flowing and he began to choke, his legs twitched beneath him and he grabbed onto Fundys arms in attempt to make him let go.

"I'm not leaving you here safe" Fundy said, looking George in the eyes. "I will make sure you can't walk back to your boyfriend before I leave" he said and slapped George's face with his free hand. The pain shot through his nerves. He kept grappling Fundys arm. George felt like he would explode. Lack of oxygen caused a piercing pain in his lungs. He was desperate for air.

"Stop moving idiot" muttered Fundy and he brought his fist up again and threw it into George's jaw, pushing is face up and hitting his head on the wall behind him. It shook his skull and the white hot pain blinded him. His vision blurred as his lungs burst. He felt a sudden relief as Fundys hand released from his neck, his vision came back and he dropped onto his knees, gasping for air and coughing up blood.

"It's not over yet" said Fundy from above him. He kicked George's head up so that George was looking at Fundy, the moonlight shining over his head, illuminating the outline of his broad shoulders. His hand was outstretched and his fingers were grasped onto a gun. George gasped and felt himself go limp. This was it. He was going to die here.

"Don't do it Fundy" his voice cracked as he gained enough air to speak. Fundy shook his head and raised the gun up.

"Bye bye George" said Fundy, he lifted his leg and kicked George's head into the back of the wall sending a flash of pain down his spine. George winced. He looked back up at Fundy helplessly.

"Dream" he whispered, a tear rolling down his cheek. It was a red tear. Blood began dripping down the side of his face. Fundy smiled and pointed the gun at George's heart. George heard the trigger click and he quickly lifted up is leg and sheltered his face with his arms, attempting to protect himself. A sudden and extreme pain burst through his calf.

"AH!" George yelled into the night. It echoed around the walls. Tears now pooled down his face. He grasped onto his leg which was stiff in unexplainable pain. It felt like it was tearing apart. He was now shivering and he looked down at his leg. A puddle of blood growing bigger surrounded his calf and more blood spurted through a small bullet hole. He was losing blood fast, too fast. And there was no way to stop it. He looked up. Fundy had disappeared into the night. His vision blurred again and he felt his face go pale and his stomach lurched. He felt sick and the pain was tremendous. George's head ached and another red hot tear slid down his cheek. He felt himself collapse against the brick wall. There was no point in trying. He was giving up. Giving up on Dream.

End Notes:

- I can't stop thanking everyone for reading this! I hope your all enjoying it xx

- If you don't like to read stuff like I described in this chapter then I'm sorry, I don't think there will be much more of this in the rest of the chapters. But it definitely gets exciting!

- New chapter soon x