Chapter 3

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Tw: cancer, mentions of homophobia



Flowers

Dream sent fucking flowers.
To be fair it was better than other things Dream has sent him.

George just couldn't wrap his head around why flowers.

He looked at the note that came attached.

"A moonlight peeking through the dense garden greens sends you on a mystical adventure filled with the secrets of Freesia, Lisianthus, Astro, and Stocks. Face the light and enjoy the magic. These blooms arrive effortlessly in their home through the letterbox."

Well at least now George had some idea of what these were.

Now what to do with them. They were bulbs, and they were from Serenata. The only reason he knew that was because of him mother.

God how he missed her. How could he not. The florist was his favorite person for almost all his life. Emphasis on was.

He ran away from her when he got accepted into University out of fear for her being homophobic.

George had no proof she was homophobic but couldn't risk it.

Suddenly he was pulled back

"Alouette , gentle Alouette, Alouette gentle Aloue"

The song she used to use to lull him to sleep and after singing she would say,

"Goodnight George I love you to the moon and back."

And all of a sudden he was crying.

Over everything.

Dream.

His mother he unfairly shunned.

And over how much of a loser he was. He ran away from someone who loved him because he was afraid over something that wasn't even true. He just wanted to call her.And to stop being afraid because life is too short. So he did.

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"Hello?"

That was not her.

"Hello my name is George Notting, could you possibly tell me if you know why you have my mother, Julia Notting's , phone number?"

"Oh Julia"

The voice replied sounding replied.

"George I am so sorry but she died two years ago from colon cancer I am so sorry she did not tell you."

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"Dream she's gone" George whispered his voice made it evident he had been crying.

"Who? George please elaborate."

"My mother Dream, she's dead."


That's chapter three loves <3
Please try to eat and drink and remember ily <3

-mads (she/her)

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