dream smp oneshots Editing/Discontinued

{Mr. lonely}

ship:dnf (dreamnotfound)

context: Dream had been dealing with a lot of shit and has been very lonely. Gogy has been worried and hits dream up. They have a date and all that cute shitz.

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March 4th, 2021

"YOU CAN'T SEEM TO DO ANYTHING RIGHT ANYMORE"

"IM TRYING, JUST BE HAPPY FOR ME FOR ONCE"

"IM YOUR FATHER, DONT TELL ME WHAT TO DO"

"HEY, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?"

"NO STOP."

"PLEASE, DONT HURT HER."

My dad went up to my mom......and hit her with the beer bottle he had in his hand.

I saw glass and blood fly everywhere.

Mom let out a bloody murder-type scream.

I try to talk but can't...tears start to puddle in my eyes as I break down and cry.

I run upstairs and grab my emergency bag for when my dad goes too far when he's drunk.

After I grab that and some other stuff I head downstairs and sprint through the front door.

I hear my dad yell something, but I decide not to bother.

Once I run far enough from the house, I dial 911...

Present-day

April 7th, 2021

I sit up super fast, sweat running down my face. I always seem to have those dreams nowadays. Ever since that day...

I still remember that day like it was yesterday, even though it was a month ago. I still can't seem to get over it.

My mom has passed on now and my dad is in jail. He used his one free call on me and I didn't even pick up. I don't care if he was drunk or not, I still wouldn't answer if he called. Not until he apologized.

I sat in my bed staring at the ceiling, balling my eyes out, as usual. I keep thinking it's my fault, I should be the one who got hit. I should be the one who passed on. I should be the one who had been killed that day.

I haven't been to school in about two weeks because all I would do was run to the bathroom and start crying my eyes out. I can't even go to the store without the memory of my mom. All the times she would say no to me when I tried to get candy or something.

I suddenly got pulled out of my thoughts to hear my phone ringing. I groan. I've never liked calling people and now with everything going on, I loathe it.

I turn to my side and see who's calling me.

Gogy poo<33

It was George. I haven't talked to him in forever. I gave him my phone number in like 8th grade or something, and now we're in 11th grade.

I hesitantly pick up the phone.

"Heyy dream." I heard from the other line.

"Hi."

"Dream my friend, where have you been? I haven't seen you in the halls."

I sigh. Of course, he asks this question but I mean, I don't blame him.

"Did I tell you, about my mom?" I said tearing up again. I kept it I'm because I didn't was to show him I'm a pussy.

"No, because you haven't talked to me in like, forever." He said and he was right.

To be honest, I missed the sound of his voice. I mean yeah we talked in the hallway, but it wasn't a full conversation like this. We would give each other a quick "Hey" and move on.

"Yea you're right. It's been like what, 2 years since we had like a full-on conversation."

"Oh my god, has it actually been that long? Holy shit. Hey, do you wanna go somewhere later? Like 7 pm?" George says.

Is this a date or some shit? If so I cant go, George will see all the cuts and bruises on my arm. Then, he'll make fun of me and never wanna talk to me again. Just like everyone else does.

I mean I guess I could go. I haven't been outside in a while so why not? Just fuck it, I don't think he'll notice anything.

"Uhm, sure!" I say, making my decision, like what's the worst that can happen?

"Great! So I'll see you at 7?"

"7...yup I'll be ready!" I say, really hoping i can hide everything before then. I mean it's 4:27pm right now so that should be enough time.

"Okay! See you then!" George says, I can clearly hear the excitement in his voice.

"Okay, buh bye!"

April 7th, 2021

6:54 pm

I lay on my bed. I've spent all that time cleaning, I barely have enough time to actually get ready. I get up, rushing to my closet. I don't have many options but it'll have to work.

I choose a black shirt with a Jean jacket, black jeans and some blue converse to match the jacket. Honestly, I was proud of it. It didn't make me look like I was some broke high school kid.

I run to my bathroom, grabbing my toothbrush. I haven't brushed my teeth in a while so my breath probably smells like subway and ramen.

After brushing my teeth I do all that other shit you do when you get ready but in 3 minutes (I don't wanna make this longer than it already is cos that's too much)

I grab my phone, wallet even though there's like, 12 dollars in there. I sit on the couch right next to the door. I check myself to make sure I don't stink(you do dream, don't lie to yourself).

I hear a knock at the door. I sit still for like 5 seconds. I don't wanna seem like a clown, answering the door right away.

I walk over to the door, opening it. I see George, looking fine as fuck

It didn't finish it

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