[Play Take me home by Cash Cash ft. Bebe Rexha]
I'm falling to pieces
But I need this
Yeah, I need this
You're my fault
My weakness
When did you turn so coldYou cut me down to the bone
Now your dancing
All over my soul
I'm falling to pieces
To pieces, to piecesBut I still stay cause you're the only thing I know
So won't you take, oh, won't you take me home
Take me home, home, home
Take me home, home, homeTake me
"This is my home"
This is Dream, Dream is a 21 year old college student. Dream lives in Florida and is known as the quiet kid. Many girls tend to fall for Dream but he never dates. Dream likes to focus on himself and his school work rather then other people. Dream does have some friends but he likes to keep a small friend group. Sapnap (aka Nick) which is his closest friend. He has a "friend" named Tommy. He's not close with him but he talks to him. So his only friend is really Sapnap
(Next day)
"DREAM!!" His mother screamed outside of his door. "What the fuck" Dream muttered under his breath from being awaken so rudely. He slowly attempted to open his eyes, they felt like there were 10 pound weights on each lid. The sunlight shinning through the panes of his window struck into his eyes, hitting the corners and bouncing into his pupil. It felt like spears were stabbed into his eyes as each light beam hit him. Dream slowly shuffled his stiff body out of the comfort of his bed with little to no motivation. Every muscle in his body strained as he raised his body and set his feet on the floor. It felt as if he stood up he would fall through the floor. His mom heard the crinkle of his 6 year old bed as she rolled her eyes and left his room door
Dream pushes himself off his bed as he feels his body give out and collapse to the floor. "Fuck" Dream mumbled under his breathe as he grips the carpet beneath him. It felt like some sort of fire, each string on the carpet was like a flame ready to set catch onto it's pray. He felt his skin sizzle as each grip got tighter onto it's fire beneath him. Tears rolled down Dreams face calming the fire. It was a relief to him, it felt like he was a desert that hadn't gotten water in years and was finally getting what it longed for. It calmed the nerves running through his body with each tear. He slowly took a deep breath as he used the little strength he had left in his body to push him back to his feet. Gravity felt more then it ever had before, struggling just to push himself to his feet
Standing straight made him dizzy, felt like he was getting spun in circles non stop. Vision going blurry, loosing balance over standing straight. Dream rubbed his eyes as he focused on what he was supposed to do. Dreams balance slowly got better as his body adjusted to being awake. He took small slow steps to his bathroom, he gripped the cold metal of the handle and twisted it to the right. The door opened as he took his first step into the bathroom, the cold floor stung his feet. Dream ignored every weird feeling he was getting, he was overthinking everything and he hated it. He looked at himself in the blurred reflection of his unclean mirror, he tilted his head as he took in every detail of his face. His eyes strained with a red tent along with the dark eyebags
He catches himself back into the world away from his thoughts as he makes his way to the shower. He twist the nob turning the water on, as the icy water flows out. Dream stands there every once in awhile quickly placing his hand in the water to check the temperature. The water soon turned to a warm feel, Dream pushed open the curtain as he stepped into the shower. He felt every muscle in his body relax, his body loosened up as the water rolled down his skin. He let out a breath of relief as his hair soaked in the water. Dream grabbed the soap as he started to scrub his body, he let off a slight smile as the soap covered his body. The shower was another place Dream could go to relax, to get out of the fuck of a world he lived in. Time passes by as Dream scrubs every part of his body, he slowly steps into the water as he watches the bubbles wash into the water. Dream chuckled as he watched the bubbles race to the bottom
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