Good Things Never Last

Chapter 47

Dream's POV

Of course I saw her.

How could I not?

I went to the pond for some peace and quiet, but as soon as I saw her small figure standing next to Wilbur's lanky one, I felt something bubble up inside of me that I didn't like.

Some would call it jealously, but I would call it weakness.

I could see it in her eyes. She was happy. Happy with him, but he was oblivious. It was clear from the way her gaze lingered on him as he walked away, or the fact that she couldn't maintain eye contact with him for as long as she could with Sapnap or George.

Even though he'd abused her trust by planning an election behind her back, she didn't change her mind about him. But he still turned his back on her and walked away.

It was actually quite amusing.

That he wasn't the first to do that to her.

I was.

Just out of curiosity, I threw a pebble into the shallow water to try to gain her attention and see her reaction. And it worked, to say the least. I watched as she looked up from her hands to watch the water ripple around where the pebble had just been. As soon as I noticed her eyes lift higher, I looked down.

I heard her climb to her feet a few moments later, and then the sound of her footsteps faded away in the distance. But that wasn't the reason for my small smile. It was the fact that she'd hesitated.

"George, come see this!"
I groaned as I rolled over, in my bed.
The bright light above me made me squeeze my eyes shut as I began to wake up. It was the night before the election and we had agreed to get an early night's sleep but apparently Sapnap had other ideas.

I slowly sat up and stretched before opening my eyes to adjust to the new lighting. The sound of heavy rain hitting against the tiled roof was all I could hear throughout the house, which made me suspicious.

The boys were usually jumping around and giggling, so when they weren't, something was up. I leapt from my bunk bed and made my way to the bedroom door, which I gently unlocked.

Outside the room, there was a long hallway that led to the front entrance, with other doors on either side leading to different rooms.

As I watched the boys sneak out of the living room, I sighed and began walking down the dimly lighted hallway, making sure to stay in the shadows. They both put on heavy winter coats as they tiptoed to the front door, fully oblivious to the fact that I was watching them.

"Where are you two going?"
Sapnap swiftly turned to face me, and George jumped just a little. It didn't take him long to recover, and he opened the door to display the dark, dismal night sky with no stars due to the dense grey clouds that prevented them from shining brightly.

"Nowhere"
I heard the front door slam shut as soon as Sapnap answered. I was now standing alone in the corridor, wondering what was going on. It piqued my interest because I hadn't seen the boys act like that before.

I quickly grabbed a jacket and repositioned my mask to sit securely on my face. I'd learned to sleep with it on now, fearful that the boys would show up unexpectedly one day.

As I slid open the door, a shudder ran down my spine as the cold breeze brushed across my masked face. That only confused me further however, the boys hated the cold.

I slammed the door behind me and followed the muddy footprints on the path around the many houses within L'manburg's walls until I heard something.

As I rounded the bend, I was greeted by three figures happily moving around in the pouring rain. The sound of quiet music, as well as cries and yells from the three people, could be heard above the heavy droplets of water.

"I broke all my bones that day I found you,
Crying at the lake,
Was it something I said to make you feel like you're a burden?
Oh, and if I could take it all back,
I swear that I would pull you from the tide"

As they sang along to the music, their yells were full of delight and enthusiasm, causing a soft smile to appear on my face. As the rain became more intense, lightning struck close by, illuminating the three figures.

Before me stood a drenched Sapnap and George, along with the most beautiful girl I had ever laid eyes on. Her hair was darker than usual, completely soaked with water. Her eyes sparkled brighter than the stars ever could as thunder rang throughout the air, making her jump slightly at the loud, unexpected noises. Every part of her was perfect in my eyes.

"And in my eyes, there is a tiny dancer,
Watching over me, he's singing,
"She's a, she's a lady, and I am just a boy"
He's singing, "She's a, she's a lady, and I am just a line without a hook"

The trios were dancing around in the storm, singing their hearts out as if they didn't have a care in the world. I stood there watching as she tilted her head towards the black sky, enjoying the feeling of the rain on her skin. I was a little envious of the fact that the rain could come so near to her without her turning away with a disgusted expression on her face.

I turned my back on the dancing group and forced my smile away with a shake of my head and a roll of my eyes. I had somewhere to be and with them distracted, it was the perfect time to leave. There were more pressing concerns to attend to. It wasn't the right time to sing and dance. It was my chance to reclaim the land that was rightfully mine. It was time to strike a bargain.