\\TW/ This chapter does focus a lot on suicide. Please be aware/
Dream stared in silence at the unopened letter. Should I read it?
He lays it on the table as he goes to grab a glass of water. What if he changed what he wrote when he found us kissing? Dream took his time coming back to the table and chair, opening the letter once he sat down.
'Clay,
I really don't know how to start off this letter or when you'll get it. I don't even know if I'll be around to see your expressions.
I'm writing this letter as a way to help express my love for you Clay. I know I don't say it much nor do I know the right actions to take to show my love, I truely do love you Clay. With everything in me. All these years of being friends, to dating, and now were almost married. I wouldn't know what to do without you by my side physically and even through calls.
Your words, they sink into my heart and they never escape. It's like they're trapped there for me to bare. The good and the bad, I will always value your opinions and try to make myself a better person. They mean the world to me, to know you love me as much as you say. They'll always stick with me no matter if they were meant for good or if they were given out harshly. They stay there, trapped within my mind for me to hear, to think.
Your beauty Clay. Your crystal green eyes, I could get lost just by looking. Even without seeing their true beauty most of the time, just remembering them from the glasses you gave me when we were on our fourth date is all that I need. They were perfect and I could never forget them.
The way you spoil me and respect me is something I can never get past. You always put me first whenever it comes to anything and even when I can't afford to do things for you, you make it obvious that you don't need it. You respected how it was hard for me and how long it took me to say those words, you waited.
I can't wait for the day I stand their with you saying the words 'I do', It'll mean that we're finally together forever. Just like you wrote in your song. To be in the same house, to drive home to you everytime I leave. To finally be with you.
I love you with my whole self, never forget that Clay.
Love George <3'
Tears filled Dreams eyes as Sapnap entered the room again, racing over to hug him.
"No no, Clay. Everything will be okay, it'll be fine. I promise."
"Please Nick. Don't Promise something you can't keep."
"I'm sorry." His face fell. "Maybe you could try going over and talking to him."
"I'm the last person he wants to see right now Nick. I'd do anything and everything for this to be over, for him to love me again."
"Clay he does love you, he loves you with everything in him. He told me he can't get you out of his head. The more he thinks about you, it hurts him."
"That's my point Nick, I hurt him. I keep hurting him. What's even the point."
The room fell silence once again, neither knowing how to respond.
Dream left the letter there and walked back to his room, almost in tears once more.
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George got up from the corner that he sat in for so long and picked up the keys. He headed out to the white rental and drove. He drove and drove until he felt he should shop.
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The Passenger Seat \\ Dreamnotfound
FanfictionDream and George still lived long distanced prior to their engagement, planning to move in together soon after their wedding. Everyone knew they were almost inseparable whenever they met in person, craving the affection and attention they'd seek for...