chapter 4: -As the storm continues-

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Talk to me, baby
I'm going blind from this sweet-sweet craving
Whoa-oh!!
Let's lose our minds and go fucking crazy
Ah ya ya ya ya                                                                                                                                              - cake by the ocean
I just had that vibe while writing the before chap. it kinda makes sense ngl hehe

Thunder was Lightning's the dark night sky and a few seconds after came loud bangs. The rain was at its worst. Dream was now sitting beside me trying his beast to start a fire with the damp wood. He had his hands and eyes focused on spinning the stick to create warmth. But he had his mind forced on me, waiting for when I was ready to answer him. He sighed.
"George, please..can you answer me." Dream asked again. I felt stupid. How did this even make sense. He doesn't leave me be. He keeps caring. Is that what he dose to everyone? I've only seen he do it to me. But why.... Am I that easy to take pity on?

"I- why Dream? Why are you so ... why are you taking such pity on me?" Dream stoped what he was doing and looked at me with a confused expression. "What do you mean." He said fast, looking nervously at me. I rather get it over with, I thought.
"Dream, you have been protecting me and don't get me wrong I am really grateful that you are, but... I-" I started to tear up. "George.."
"NO! Dream I have been nothing but a pain to you!! You can't get friends because of me!! You have to constantly worry about me!! You're gonna get hurt because of me!! I can't protect myself..I'm pathetic! tears were now streaming down my face. I hid my face in my knees, hugging them close to my chest. Dream looked worried which just made me feel more stupid. Dream moved closer. He was now in front off me looking down at me, while he sat in a crisscross.

"George I'm not taking pity of you and your not pathetic. At first I didn't even want to go to this camp but now I do. I spend my time with you because you are fun to be around, George. If that means I have to fight some losers then that's okay.". The silence was loud. Extremely loud..
"W-why am I fun to be around?" I asked. Dream was silent for a second. Than he spoke.
"Because....you mater." Dream mumbled at the en of his sentence and looked suddenly very shy. Something I've never seen him be. "I mater that's why I'm funny to me around?" I asked still confused. Looking eyes with him.

         -change POV-
Well... no that would be stupid. You mater to me, and you are fun to be around to me. I know no one thinks as strongly as I do about that. That sleeping look you had doesn't leave my mind and now all I want is to see your face more. You're deep brown eyes and you're rosy cheeks is everything to me. I don't care if I have to fight dose morons every day if that means I get to be with you at nights. I want to make you safe so therefore you mater. I don't want to tell you what I'm feeling because I'm scared I might brake your heart when I leave... when summer is over...

It kills me to hear your sobs.

"Dream?" George cut me of in my thoughts.
"Yeah?" I said. It was client besides the thundering rain that struck loudly outside the cave.

"You can call me Clay by the way."
"I thought you said your friends call you Dream.." George said having a confused and a bit of a sad look in his eyes. I looked in to his eyes with a serious face. "I know.". George didn't seem to understand. "Wh-what does t-that mean?" he said looking straight in to my eyes. "It means....you mater, more that you know." I said in a calm voice but inside I was shacking with fear. What if this was a bad idea. Is this a confession? No, I just want to let him know he maters. I don't want to be the one hurting him when I leave. Even if it's a long time left I know I wouldn't be able to handle leaving him if we became attached to one each other-

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