DreamNotFound OneShots

I Knew She Was Trouble

Story- Clay's girlfriend is becoming seriously obessive and controlling. The boys try to help him out, but Clay has a secret of his own.
TW⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️- abuse and mentions of sexual harassment.

George

I was putting the dishes away in the kitchen, Sapnap sat at the dining table. Hearing Clay walk in, I took a quick look at him and just as I thought, he looked mentally exhausted, slumping his shoulders looking to the ground as he pulled out a seat.

"Is your crazy bitch still giving you shit?"

I ask, drying up the plates.

"She's a fucking nightmare, George. I told her to shut up about her ex, she won't stop going on about him."

"What's she saying?"

I gave him a glass of apple juice and he smiled weakly.

"I haven't fucked her, so she won't stop talking about how good his dick was. She also told me to pick her up later, I'm not doing it she just wants to spend my money"

"Wow, nothing's turned me on more than hearing about my ex's pull out game. Idiot. Why haven't you broken up with her already?!"

"I've tried!"

He waved his arms around and slapped his head, resting his chin on his hand.

"George, can I talk to you privately, I don't feel too good"

"Yeah, sure"

I put my things down and gave a quick eye roll to Nick before walking to his room with him. I shut the door and he sighed, kneeling down to the ground in the middle of the room, putting his hands to his face.

"I'm so fucked, george"

The voice came out cracked as he sniffled. I stood awkwardly. I'm not really sure what to do in these situations so I just put my hand on his back while he continued to sob uncontrollably. The whines that came out of his mouth were broken and high pitch. I've never seen him lose control like this. His hands repeatedly wiped at his face, fingers now smothered in his tears and snot.

"I'll get you some tissue"

He didn't reply, only curled up into a ball and cried harder.

The bathroom was cold and the sides had Dream's sprays, creams and accessories as if he tried to make an effort with looking good, but giving up halfway through.

I just grabbed a whole roll and walked back into his room. He sat crosslegged, his back against the wall. His eyes were red and puffy, tears still slowly falling down his rosy cheeks. He had bags under his eyes showing he hasn't slept well in days. His lips were dry and chapped, a few cuts onto where he chewed through the layers.

"George, I'm losing my mind. I'm everywhere at once"

"What's really going on? I know she'sa nut case but this is ridiculous"

I slid down the wall, tucking my knees to my chest sitting next to him.

"She... she threatened to say I raped her if I break up with her. She's hit me, burned my skin. She's..."

I looked at him with a sympathetic face, squeezing my eyebrows together.

"She's... She done stuff to me. George, I can't break up with her. I could go to jail over false accusations. I've slapped her once when she kept saying no to me breaking up with her. I promise I'm not abusive but it she deserved it, I don't care. She's fucking insane. And you-"