𝐇𝐞𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐡 // Dreamwastaken x oc

♪TEN ♪

Idyllic
(¸.·'* like an idyll; extremely happy, peaceful or picturesque.

Clay stared at the name on his monitor. He'd been waiting for this for over a week and yet he found himself struggling to answer the call. His ears started ringing, drowning out his deafening heartbeat.

pick up, dumbass.

He answered the call.

"Hello?" He asked, noticing a small wobble in his voice.

"Hey,"

That sweet, angelic voice he'd missed so much.

"Delilah," He said. What was he supposed to say? Should he apologise profusely for problems he wasn't aware he'd caused? Or should he tell her how much he'd missed her, or just say nothing and let her talk?

"Look, I-," Delilah started.

"I've missed you," Clay blurted out. He hadn't meant to interrupt her, but the words had been on the top of his tongue since the beginning of the call.

"I'm so sorry, Clay," Delilah whispered.

"For what?"

"For fucking you around. I've been such a nuisance since we became friends. I completely snobbed you for a week without any explanation... I feel so guilty about it, I hope you can forgive me Clay. I-,"

"Delilah, it's okay. I forgive you,"

There he goes, interrupting her yet again.

god dammit Clay, shut up and let the girl talk.

"Thanks... I should probably explain, I guess? Unless you don't want me to bore you...,"

"You don't have to, I understand shit happens but if you'd like," Clay said softly.

"Yeah, well... I don't really understand myself but, I guess uh, I'm sorry you probably don't wanna know I don't wanna let all my problems out on you...," Delilah stuttered.

"Delilah. You can tell me anything, you know that right? I'm by your side. I really care about you, so I don't care if you want to tell me all your problems. I'll listen, I promise," Clay said.

Delilah sniffed and Clay realised she was crying.

"Are you okay? Please don't cry, Lilah,"

Delilah looked up at her monitor at that.

Lilah.

I like that.

"Are you there?" Clay asked.

"Yeah, I'm here. Sorry,"

"It's okay. Just take a deep breath and, you know, let it out. I won't go to sleep on you, I'll listen," Clay laughed gently.

Delilah smiled and wiped a tear from her cheek with her thumb. She'd not thought about how this would go before actually calling Dream. She hadn't rehearsed what she would say like she normally would in a situation like this. Oh well.

"I guess I've just been struggling a bit, mentally. I um... I used to be really bad... I had horrible anxiety and I was on meds about two or three years ago, but I got heaps better and have managed to do without the meds for a long time now. I'll sound like a psycho for this, I'm sorry... but the voices, you know? They're so horrible. Shit, I've never really opened up to anyone this much except for a therapist... I'm not great at this, sorry,"

"It's okay. Keep going,"

"Well, um, the voices have come back. My anxiety has come back. Tiny things set me off; it's like I'm this huge bomb and my fuse is constantly right on the edge of blowing me up. I freak out at little things people say and I'll think about it for hours, if not days afterwards. I keep overthinking what I look like, what I sound like, what I do and what I don't do. It's tiring to say the least. That's kind of why I've been gone, I guess. I just needed a little break, for myself," Delilah explained.

is this lying?

no.

I didn't tell him about the 'love' situation.

oh well.

honesty is the best policy, Delilah...

he doesn't need to know that. he'll think you're a psycho... for real this time.

"I'm so sorry that you're going through that, Lilah; I really am. From personal experience, I know that shit's tough. Trust me I don't think you're a psycho for the voices... I've experienced them too. I was diagnosed with depression at 12 years old. It was really bad through my teenage years. It's never really gone away, it just comes and goes every now and then. It's not as bad as it used to be. My point is, I somewhat understand what you're going through, and I really wanna be here to help you. I know you said you don't really have anyone but, I can be your someone if you'd like. Your person," Clay spoke.

"Thanks, Clay. That means a lot. I'm sorry about your own mental issues... it's annoying that our own heads are our worst enemies, huh?"

"Yeah, it's not ideal. We can help each other though, right?"

"Of course! I wanna be your person too... I know you have Sapnap and George, people you've known for years... but I want to be here for you as well. I care about you, Clay'"

"You're such a kind person, Lilah. You should never change. Really. I've got so much left to say... but it's getting pretty late," Clay yawned.

"You're right... I'm really sorry again. I'm thinking about streaming tomorrow, would you want to come along? We could play some bed wars or something, or you could help me speedrun again?"

"Sounds great. Go to sleep now, won't you? Your rest is important," Clay said sternly.

"I will. I really need it. You too, though; get some good sleep. Eight hours minimum. If you wake up, get your ass back to sleep. I want you to dream about unicorns and rainbows the entire night. Sleep like GeorgeNotFound," Delilah joked.

Clay wheezed.

Iconic.

"Goodnight, Clay,"

"Goodnight,Delilah,"

Delilah and Clay were both too exhausted to even brush their teeth or change into pyjamas. Instead, they got straight into bed and fell right asleep.

They slept peacefully, with only sweet dreams; about each other.

A/N: hiii! I love this chapter hehe! I wrote this really late at night so sorry if it isn't too decent. Anyway, THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR 1000 READS! I'm so beyond excited! Thank you from the bottom of my heart. Please continue to vote and comment, it really helps my focus reach more people! Love you all! Remember to drink some water, have a snack and take care of yourself! If you need any help, feel free to comment here and I'll respond to every one of you. <3

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