Lemon boy - DNF

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It was dark and cold but all he could think about was his throbbing head. What happened? Where was he? He couldn't recall what had happened and when he tried to press his hands against his temples to relieve the pain, he noticed that he was tied to something.
Immediately he began to shake his hands to free himself, but it simply wouldn't budge, so he gave up.  

At first he couldn't see anything, but as time went on he started to become aware of his surroundings and his eyes slowly got used to the darkness. He was in some sort of room, presumably a basement considering the floor was cold stone, he was tied to a chair leg and his mouth was gagged. He could also feel dried blood on the side of his temple but he still had no memories of what had happened or how he got there, so he just sat there in silence and tried to remember. 

His train of thought was interrupted by a door opening and light blinding him for a second. He blinked, unsure of what was happening and saw the silhouette of someone standing on top of stairs, which led up to a room, which George couldn't make out. The silhouette walked down the stairs slowly and came to a halt right in front of him. George blinked again and recognised the hoodie the man was wearing and everything came back to him in a second. He gasped in shock and slid away from the man in fear as soon as he realised who that was. He had been kidnapped.

The man chuckled lowly at the sound and crouched down. "Scared are we, huh?", he asked and untied him from the chair, but left his hands tied together.  "Whats your name?", he asked and took the cloth out of Georges mouth to allow him to speak. When George didn't reply, he repeated his question, clearly getting impatient. When George didn't reply again, he lifted him up with ease and pressed him against the cold concrete wall. "i asked you a question, didn't I?", he growled and George nodded, afraid. 

"George", he mumbled and Dream pressed him harder against the wall, their heads only separated by that stupid smiley mask of his. If it weren't for that mask, their faces would've touched by now. 

"What was that?", he asked. "George. My name is George", George said, louder this time, and Dream let him go, making him fall on the floor. "Well its nice to meet you George, I'm sure you've already learned my name by now, haven't you?", he asked and George nodded in response. "Dream", he spat out, making the taller look down on him with glowing eyes. "Sap was right then huh, you know too much", he mumbled and turned around to leave. "What do you mean by I know too much? What are you gonna do to me?", he asked but was only greeted by a low chuckle of Dream, who left the basement without looking back. 

"You were right, he knows too much", Dream said as soon as he got upstairs. Sap, who had been waiting in the living room nodded and pulled out Georges phone, which they had taken from him whilst he had been unconscious. "Lets do this then", he said and Dream jumped on the couch next to him. "Lets hope they give us the money, i don't really feel like murdering someone.", Dream said and they opened the phone, which to their surprise, did not have a passcode.
"What an idiot", Sap said as he looked through his contacts and quickly found 'Dad'. "Lets text his Dad", Sap said and clicked on the contact, revealing the previous conversations of George and his Dad. It was mostly commands from his dad, telling him to get his ass home.
"Hm, they don't seem to have the best relationship... Lets hope he still gives us the money", Sap said and began texting. 

"You might've seen it on the news already, but your son has been kidnapped yesterday afternoon. We demand 100k Dollars, delivered to the St. James bridge in 14 days. Come alone and confirm that you've read this message and we'll give you to the details.", Sap read out loud and looked over to Dream. "Yeah send that, that's good", Dream said and Sap clicked on the 'Send' button. They both waited until the message got delivered and then turned the phone off for now.