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Turn Off The Lights Dream

Inspo: 
@dreamsmpfunnymoments (tiktok) 
Turn Off The Lights- Ethan Jewell

TW: Suicidal Thoughts

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Tommy POV:

I sat down on the beachside, digging my hands into the sand, feeling it cover them. The tide riding up the edge, getting my ragged pants and torn apart shoes all wet. 

I hear the static noises that only belong to the nether portal. I look up, eyeing the portal to see who comes out of it. It's most likely Dream, no...it will be Dream. He's the only one who comes to visit me. Though sometimes I wished no one at all would come to visit me if it's always him. 

And, as always, it is Dream. Stepping out of the nether portal, white porcelain mask painted with that devilish smile that never goes away, looking at me. He starts to strut over to me and I look away towards the sea, not in any mood to deal with this right now. 

I hear the footsteps get louder and see a pair of shoes stop right in my line of vision. You don't need to see his actual face to know he is grinning, happy to be doing this to me. I'm not stupid. I can tell what he is trying to play at. 

He's scared of me. So, he is trying to get me to fall apart. And, the sad part is I'm falling into his trap. I listen to his taunts and lies, knowing damn well the truth behind them. I believe them even though I know there's no true care behind his words.  

I know I'm being manipulated, but I can't seem to stop it. I listen because it's the only voice that I hear besides the one that belongs to my dead brother. Yet I barely see him anymore. He's been gone for a few weeks. 

I know he doesn't care for me, but I guess I'm so desperate for someone to care about me, that I listen to him. I let myself be lured into a false sense of security, but it's still something.

Sometimes I'd rather pretend that he cares so that way I don't feel utterly alone in this world. I'd rather pretend that he is my friend instead of seeing the truth that I'm just stuck here with my enemy. 

But, you can only pretend for so long before you get tired of the same thing happening over and over again. And, I'm tired. 

I hear some shoveling behind me, my shoulders slumping as I keep my gaze lingering on the water, the sun glistening over the waves. 

"Put your armor in the pit." Dream speaks to me. I ignore him and don't look away for one second from the ocean. It's pretty, I seem to sleep walk into the water quite often. Barely managing to wake up and leave the deep blue walls before I run out of air. 

Though I wonder quite often what it would feel like to not wake up from my slumber on one of the nights I sleepwalk into the sea. Of course at first I would be panicked like I do everytime I wake up on these nights. 

But, I mean, what would it feel like once the water flushes my lungs, fills up my nose to cause it to burn, my chest feeling tight as I can't breath in any air. However, I still try to take in as much oxygen as I can, causing me to inhale all the liquid surrounding my body.

I don't end up floating up to the surface as the water weighs down my body and drags me further down. After you get past the first shock and pain of it, would it be peaceful..?