ＦＡＤＩＮＧ // Dreamnotfound

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The tears in George's face stopped falling.

Everything you could hear was him gasping for air, completely out of breath. He looked at Clay with wet eyes

„I think you understood what I said" the taller one said calm „And that is true?" George asked and Dream nodded slightly.

The smaller one rested his head on his hands, his mind and heart racing. What could he do? Well he could do nothing.

There wasn't a way he could save him. Incurable. Blood cancer. The words echoed inside his head. He would loose a loved one again.

He would feel the pain again, you always feel when you loose something.

The pain you have to feel just to realise how important your loss was.

Without this Pain you wouldn't start to appreciate special things. You wouldn't be afraid of loosing stuff that is important to you. And George was afraid but he knew that there wasn't a point of being sad already.

If he was sad now, he was just sad because of what would happen in the future and the future wasn't now. He shouldn't be sad over something that didn't even happen already.

Clay was still here, yet. He sorted his thoughts and tried to find a solution. A solution to make Clay happy.

The boy who told him a few moments ago that he had cancer and that he had feelings for him.

The second fact wasn't the problem. George was sure that he had feelings for Clay too. Since the first day he felt something special every time he thought of the tall American boy and it didn't get less.

The problem were all the different emotions floating his head right now and the fact that there wasn't something that would change the ending.

Everything you could change was what happens during the time till the end.

„How long do you have?" George mumbled into his hands, knowing that Clay could still understand him. He heard Clay taking a deep breath and clearing his throat „seven and a half months" he whispered.

„Okay" George looked up, tears in his eyes „Since we both can read egyptian hieroglyphics I guess you know how I feel right now. About you and you not telling me and stuff" he guessed looking into Dreams eyes as the taller one nodded

„Of course I know. You don't understand why I would stay with you if I knew I had to go soon. If I knew that it would absolutely break you to lose something important to you again. Somehow that's pretty selfish but I understand. You are not a selfish person. You're just scared. You've been through too much"

„Probably" George agreed „So Dream, you need to give me some time to get over this and you will give me a list with ten things you always wanted to do. One hour"

Clay laughed wich made George raise one eyebrow. His face expressions literally said what?? right now „It's impressive how you can switch and control your emotions"

„That's not impressive that's scary. I can just like turn off my emotions. Like your body faints when you are in too much pain. It's the same with my head" he just got up and walked in his room, leaving a confused Dream behind.

The Taller one decided that he should wash his face before he started to list up the ten things. On the way to the bathroom he passed by Georges door. He stopped a second and listened.

George was crying.

Not loud, but he cried.

In this moment Clay realized that George couldn't turn off his emotions. George could hide them. Bottle them up. Over play them.George build an invisible wall not even Clay saw and hid himself and his emotions behind.