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Chapter 1

"w-what are you doing Y/N?" Dream asked, backing away until his back hit the wall.

me and pretty much everyone else were standing in this massive Blackstone underground base that Dream had built. To be honest, it was terrifying. There was a massive portal, two huge paintings of discs. There was a hallway that everyone had checked out earlier. It was supposed to be filled with everything important to people.

i was walking towards him an enchanted netherite sword in hand and tears, threatening to spill.

"How could you Dream?" i whispered in spite. He fell silent. "How could you do that, to Tommy, to Tubbo, to everyone."

i was centimetres away from his body and i lifted my sword to his throat. His body stiffened and he stopped breathing.

"You are a monster, a psychopath-"

"Hey, calm down, you could kill him-"

"I don't care!" i cut Sam off. "Dream, how could you not tell me what you were doing? Behind my fucking back? Your evil, you deserve to die! You deserve death, you idiot!"

Dream said nothing, i could tell he was shocked, scared, upset, heartbroken and angry.

"I trusted you! I trusted you, you bastard!" i shouted. my tears were rolling fast down my face.

i hadn't realized that i was pushing my sword into his skin until i saw a small amount of blood roll down his neck.

"Please... stop," he whispered, begging for his life.

"I'll put him in prison. Like I said, ok Y/N? We need him if we want to bring people back from the dead." Sam slowly walked up to me and put his hand on the flat of my blade.

"As much as I want to kill the green bitch, Sam's right," Tommy said arms crossed, clearly a look of disgust on his face.

i looked around at everyone. There was Quackity who looked happy, but also scared if that makes sense, he was the only one without armour on. Nikki looked worried and on edge. Punz looked calm, but there was anger in his eyes. Sapnap looked hurt, emotionally. Tubbo looked nervous but relieved. Everyone had so many different emotions, flowing through their body.

i looked back at Dream and inhaled, shakily. Hesitantly, i pulled the blade back, free from his neck. He instantly exhales an unstable breath, he had been holding back for a while, and his body relaxes.

"You're pathetic." i spat. "I hope you know what you've done is wrong, and this time, you will not be getting away with it."

"Y/N... Come one, we're friends, yeah? Remember... When we were little, we were inseparable. You don't... You didn't mean all those things you just said... right?"

my heart broke into a million pieces as i listened to his pleas. "Maybe we were when we were younger... But then we grew up. You've changed Dream, a lot. I hope you will realize that as you're rotting alone in your cell."

"Ok... Let's get him out of here." Tommy says, quietly, looking at Sam, and Sam nods.

"C'mon Dream... you're coming with me." Sam grabs Dream by the arm, yanking him away from my grip. Dream doesn't even resist. He just bows his head, as he is escorted to the elevator, everyone following Dream and Sam.

"Y/N," i looked at BadBoyHalo, who called my name and most people's attention turns to me. "Are you coming?"

i looked at the blade in my hand, Dreams blood, smeared along with it. A drop of blood rolls down to the tip and falls to the ground.

i look up at everyone, frowning. "No... I'm going to stay here... for a little while."

Bad smiles at me, as the elevator makes a churning noise and then decends up. i turn around and step back, my back hitting the wall. i slid down the solid, Blackstone wall and breathed in, shakily, my sobs escaping my throat. So many thoughts running around my mind.

Why? Why had Dream done this? What was the reason? Was there a reason? Or was this just his idea of fun? i had trusted him and now he was going to be locked up, for God knows how long. Forever, maybe. i was confused, angry, annoyed, scared, sad, worried and anxious.

'How could you?' i heard someone whisper. i frantically looked around, trying to find the source of the voice. But no one, no one was around.

'He loved you'

'He was your friend'

'Maybe you're the monster'

"n-no." i clasped my hands over my ears, trying to block the voices out, but now they were just bouncing around in my head.

'Your fault'

'You should be the one rotting in jail'

'Your fault'

'It's your fault'

"p-please, get out, go away." i whimpered, squeezing my eyes shut. "I-I'm innocent."

'Your fault, your fault'

'It's all your fault'

i couldn't take it anymore, so i screamed, my voice cracking. It was defending, it sounded painful, but it kept the whispers at rest. i slowly lied on my side, closing my eyes, hoping to get some rest, but to no avail.

i was crying on and off that evening before i felt your eyelids get heavy, and i let the darkness encase my vision.

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