Don't Let Go Of Me

Chapter 10

George couldn't remember how he came to his room that evening. Everything was blurring together into one big mush. There were missing puzzle pieces everywhere and none of them lead him anywhere closer to the wanted answer.

All he knew now, was, that his throat felt like he didnt drink anything for 7 years. This had to be changed or there was no way and him ever getting back to sleep that night. In the light of the moon, which was shining through the not closed blinds, the brunette swung his legs over the edge of his bed.

His toes touched the carpeted floor and immediately a small happy sigh escaped his lips. The feeling of something soft under his feet was nice, he liked the texture of the carpet and preferred it over the cold floor in the hallways.

It couldn't be helped tho, if he wanted water he would have to cross the hallway and move his ass to the bathroom at the end of it.

"What an ungodly time to move.."

His words sounded ruff around the edges from waking up and being that thirsty. There was truth in George's words tho.
4:30 a.m. wasn't the usual time he would be awake if it wasn't for a stream keeping him up this long.

No sound was audible as his bare feet walked from his soft floor onto the cold wood floor of the hallway. Not wanting to wake the others up at this time, he didnt turn on the light, letting the spare moonlight guide him along the way.

Actually it was nice to get some peace and quiet. Of course living with the others was more than fun. There was no day where they didn't laugh so much, that they almost pissed themselfs, but it could get too much.

George had always been a guy who needed space from time to time. Just a time frame where it was only him, himself and he. Maybe in his room or just taking a nap on the couch. He did value those small moments the most.

Quietness was a rarity but a welcomed one. Speaking of which, as the brunette passed sapnap's room, he could clearly hear the softly buffed snores from the inside. It brought a slight smile to his face. To know such little details that others didn't, not only boosted up his ego, but it also made him feel warm inside.

Like liquid gold running through his blood stream, he felt like he could walk on cloud when he was around his boys.

His boys hm? Dream...

George wasn't anyone to hold a grudge but it had stung a bit. Of course dream was known for being manipulative in their roleplaying, but he would have never guessed that he would witness it first hand one day. And for the wrong reason that is.

It was fine tho. He wasn't mad and if he got a honest apology, George would immediately accept it and move on. Everyone could slip up if driven too far into a corner. George himself should know that the best of all.

Shaking his head he banned the dark thoughts from his mind and moved on from sapnap's door. The next one that he passed was dream's room.

Was he back or was he still somewhere outside?

Worry bloomed inside his chest, growing like sunflowers trying to reach the sun. Carefully he placed an ear to the door just to see if he could hear any noises, which he actually did. Just maybe not the ones he might have wanted to hear.

It wasn't much, just quick and airy breathing, but it was loud enough that he could hear it. What in devils name was going on in there? Did dream really bring someone home after pulling such a scene?

The worry washed over into slight anger, but it subsided quickly as the next lines followed with hiccupped cries in between words.

"Let go! Fucking stop touching me! Please please just leave! Leave me alone.."