High Enough || DreamNotFound

Let Me Explain

Dream's Pov:

I had to go check for my hoodie that I left in George's room so I went while he was gone. he had been gone for a couple hours so I assumed he would be getting home soon.

As I was in his room looking, I heard voices outside the house so I peeked out of George's window and saw George standing with some guy. I don't think much of it but I stay looking at them to make sure George makes it into the house safe.

They talk for another minute or two before I see George get pulled into the arms of the other man. Their lips meet and I feel my heart drop in that moment. As I look at George, I notice that he doesn't push the man away. I storm away from the window and slam the door to George's room. I punch the hallway wall and run down the stairs. I grab my phone and my keys from the counter and walk over to the door. At the same moment that I'm walking out, I see George walk into the house.

I hit George with my shoulder and don't face him. My body was filled with anger and I knew I would have to get out of that house.

"Woah, what's wrong Dream?"
"Fuck you George!"

Did he just have the audacity to ask what's wrong? Does he think I'm an idiot?

"Dream chill, talk to me."

I could feel my anger level start to rise and I try to hold back from saying something I'll regret later.

"Don't act dumb George, you know why I'm fucking mad. How are you going to say you have "something to do" and go out and cheat on me? Am I not enough for you George?" I shout.

"Clay let me expla-"
"Don't fucking call me that. Just don't even talk at all George, let me talk. I have given you Everything George and this is how you repay me? I have given you place to stay, paid for almost everything you've gotten and done while you've been here, for fucks sake, I wrote you a whole song and you can't even fucking show me my love back?" I can feel my voice crack as I'm talking to George so I stop myself and breath for a second.

"Fuck this" I finally say as I push my way past George to get to the door. I leave the house and slam the door. I walk over to my car and drive away. I have no idea where I'm going but all I knew was I wanted to be away from George.

I could feel the tears I'd been holding back, slowly start to run down my cheeks. I know it probably wasn't safe for me to drive like this so I pull up to some motel and rent a room for a few hours.

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As I get into the room, I throw myself onto the bed and let out sobs as soon as my head hits the pillows. I scream into my pillow and let the sheets soak up the tears that roll of my face.

I can feel a headache slowly grow stronger and I feel my eyes get heavy. I fall into a sleep after crying for an hour.

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When I wake up, I still have a horrible headache but I don't want to go home to get my pain relief pills. I grab my phone and open my messages with George.

D: I want you to go back home today.
D: I know you were here for another couple days but I need you to leave.
G: ok

I sigh as I send those messages and fall back into the bed. I toss my phone off of my bed and just stare at the ceiling.

What did I do to deserve this? Why wasn't I enough for George? What could I have done to made him want me the way I want him?

My thoughts were running wild in my head and even if I wanted to, I could stop it. The thing that made this whole situation worse was, it didn't matter what George did to me, I would always love him. I love that man more than I could have ever imagined I could love a person. The way he made me feel when I was with him was different. He made me feel something that I had never felt before. I have know him for years but he was the kind of person I would always feel nervous to talk to. He made my stomach fill with butterflies every time he looked into my eyes. He made me feel like I was floating when he would be in my arms.

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It was about 3 hours later since I had texted George. It was getting late so I started to get ready to go back to the house.

I walk back into my car and start to drive. As I'm driving, all of the songs George and I would listen to were playing. It broke my heart every time I thought about what I saw through the window.

I drove for a few more minutes until I was finally met with the house. I pull into the driveway and turn off my car. I sit in there for a while before I finally leave. I walk to the front door and see no one in the living room or the kitchen. I hear the room quiet and I crack George's door open to see his stuff gone. I close his room door and walk over to my room.

As I place my keys down on my desk, I see a folded up piece of paper.

To dream

I don't expect you to forgive me and I don't expect you to trust me. I know I messed up and I'll live with this regret for the rest of my life. You are truly the best thing that could have ever happened to me and I do not deserve you at all. You have made me feel nothing but love and I am so sorry that I could give you the love that you deserved. I truly believe that I won't find anyone else like you and I fucked up big time. Not only did I lose my boyfriend but I lost my best friend. I know this might not mean much and you don't have to believe me but, the kiss meant absolutely nothing. I was just taken back by it and my body froze. Not that it matters now but, I won't be having any more forms of contact with that guy. Anyways, I don't expect a response but I just felt like I could leave without saying something. I'm sorry Clay and if you ever want to, text me so we can talk about this.

George

I see tears splash onto the sheet of paper as I finish reading. I fold the paper back up and place it in the same spot from where I got it.

I throw myself on my bed and let out more of the tears that I have left.

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