my king i hate || 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐧

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟗

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i climb out of bed and walk to me door, opening it and walking out. when i get down the stairs i try to remember which way i turned last time to dream's room. i decide i turned right and head that direction. my mind tracks back to when i went into his room the last time, he didn't have his mask on. as i stand outside his door, i contemplate going in or not. i can see light emitting from underneath the door again, but if he is actually in there. do i want to go in there?

as i think back into my nightmare, tears begin to fill my eyes. i don't really know why, all i know is i need to see dream. i have no clue why i think he will make me feel better, but im about to know.

dream's pov

i hear a knock on the door. i look at my clock, who could be knocking on my door at two in the morning?

"come in!" i yell out, so whoever is on the other side of the door can hear me.

i focus back on the gala invitation list i was working on. i don't hear the door open even though someone just knocked. i decide to get up from my desk and check who was at my bedroom door. i put my hand on the doorknob and turn it ever so slightly. i open the door only to be met with y/n's tear soaked eyes, painted with a million different expressions. as much as i wanted to say something, anything. nothing came out.

"i didn't know where else to go... im sorry." her voice trailed off, and was replaced by her trembling lips.

i watched the person i hated, the person i've wanted dead, break down in front of me, and for some reason i wanted her pain to disappear. i stretched out my arms to catch her as i heard more sobs escape from her body. she lay limp in my arms, all i could do was hold her. schlatt will suffer. she is no one elses enemy but mine, only mine.

y/n's pov

when dream opens the door, i am met by his white smiley face mask. as i get caught into dream's arms, my sobs grow louder. after i knocked on his door, i wasn't sure why i didn't walk in. all i know is that my body wanted to just walk in and be warmed up by his touch, but my head... my head told me no. my head told me that i need to hate this man. i need to hate the king because of everything he has done to me, but i can't. i don't think i can hate him.

"y/n why are you crying?" dream asks, as he pulls me in tighter so he can shut the door behind me.

"i-i had a nightmare." i said, putting my hand on his chest.

"come sit over here and talk to me about it." he commented, wrapping his arm around my waist and walking with me over to his bed.

"it was about the whole jschlatt situation." i begin, as i take a seat on his green comforter. "there are so many things you don't know."

"y/n, what did he do to you?" he questions, sitting down right next to me on the bed.

"he tried to take me outside of the castle, i have no clue where though." i say, as i lift up my hand showing dream my bruised wrist. "he also did this." 

his eyes shift over to my arm and i can see his face drop. his hand gently takes mine and he spins my arm around to look all around it. he takes his hand off after getting a good look and then clenches his fists, standing up.

"he is going to pay for what he did." dream mutters under his breath, but i can still hear him. "he surely can't be dumb enough to try and take the queen." 

"i would have ran away but i couldn't." i claimed, his eyes now meeting mine again.

"you couldn't?" he asks, looking down at me. 

"he took a dagger out from who knows where and placed it underneath my chin." i explain, looking straight into his mask's eye holes.

"did he cut you?" dream hesitantly asks, trying not to sound to worried. 

"no he didn't, but i was afraid he would." i answer, looking back down at my hands. 

"what all happened in your nightmare?" dream questions.

"well, it was the same thing that happened. it was about the whole encounter, but i-i wasn't saved. you never came to help me, and schlatt... he got me." i uttered, my voice growing more and more quiet as i go through my story.

"im sorry y/n." dream's face drops as he listens to my story. "i will always be th-" 

"no, im sorry. this is dumb, you won't always be there for me. not now, not later, not when i go back to lmanburg." i interrupt him, not able to make eye contact with him. "today was a one time thing, i know it won't happen again. im sorry to bother you." i finish. 

i stand up from his bed and walk past him. i can feel his eyes follow me as i walk through his room.

"y/n, wait-" dream starts, but can't get anything else out.

i open his door and stop. "no dream, it has to be a one time thing." i walk out of his room, closing the door behind me. i start the walk to my room.

it has to be a one time thing. i can't ever have that feeling about him again, i don't even now what i felt, but all i know is it can't happen again. it felt like i depended on him to make me feel better. i have never done that for anyone. i have always had to depend on myself through my entire life. i have learned that i would have to give more love than i ever would receive, but now i can't keep doing it. i have been done showing people love, but dream is breaking that. i can't show him that side of me. he will break me.

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