New kid in town [dnf]

23 - A cry for help

//mental breakdown
Slight mention on starvation

Dream's POV

It had been some time since Sapnap had left and I was still sat on the ground.

I was crying my eyes out as I processed everything that had just happened.

I had ruined everything.

And Sapnap was upset, he probably wouldn't be forgiving me any time soon and I just had to accept it.

I slowly got up from the hardwood floor and walked to the bathroom as thousands of things flooded my head.

I looked at myself in the mirror and saw how horrible I looked. My eyes were red and puffy. I had dark bags under my eyes and a very pale face.

I hadn't eaten or slept in days, and it was painstakingly obvious.

I sat in my room most days and didn't bother leaving much. I had completely stopped taking care of myself and it showed.

I hadn't eaten but it didn't bother me as I hadn't even done anything productive in days.

I held onto the sinks sides as it was the only thing keeping me from falling. I felt powerless.

That sadness had suddenly turned to anger.

I wasn't mad at my friends, I was mad at myself.

Once I was out of my bathroom I sat on my bed, looking at a picture frame that was on my nightstand.

It was a picture of Sapnap and I.

As all the anger flooded out, I found myself hitting the glass frame.

It shattered in front of me as my hand started to bleed slightly from the glass.

I was still upset and tried to stop myself from causing a bigger mess.
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But before I knew it, the room looked like a dump.

There was stuff scattered everywhere.

My clothes were on the floor and some stuff was torn apart.

I had caused this and I couldn't go back anymore. I was stuck, living this nightmare repeatedly.

Everyone would surely hate me if they ever found out.

I kept crying, looking at the mess I had made.

Slowly sliding back down against the wall as I sat back down.

I knew I couldn't leave now.
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Sapnap's POV

I had left Dream's house after I sat waiting at his bedroom door for over 30 minutes.

I got into my car as I started to drive. Not to my house, but to George's.

I knew they needed each other.

It would be the best thing that could happen but the hard part was getting George to talk with him.

It would be hard for both of them but I needed to help my closest friends.

I couldn't bare the thought of losing Dream, and watching George's life turn into misery.

George would care for him.

Right?
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I eventually arrived at George's house as I knocked on the front door.

After a minute or so, George had answered the door and greeted me.

"Hey sap! What are you doing here? I thought you were with Dream."

"Uhm Yea, we need to talk about that." I answered briefly as I saw George's slight smile turn into a puzzled and worried look.

"What's going on? Is he okay." George asked frantically as we both walked into his room.

Once we were sat on his bed I started explaining everything to him. "I don't think he's gotten any better. He misses you. I think you're the only one who can help him stay."

"What do you mean?" (G)

"He's trying to leave again George... you can't let him, I know you still love him."

"H-how do you know he's leaving again?"

"I found a bag in his room that was packed with clothes and a map of places he would go."

George didn't say anything.

I looked back up at him and saw tears start to form in his eyes.

He was worried about Dream and I knew it. Even if he didn't want to admit it.

"You need to talk with him George. It'll be better for both of you. So you can at least get closure if things don't work out."

"H-he doesn't want to see me." George said in a muffled tone.

"He won't talk to any of us. He wants to talk with you."

"I'm not going Sapnap. He doesn't care about me and it's obvious. I mean he hasn't talked to me in weeks."

"You're being an idiot George!"

"What?"

"He's been through as much shit as you have and he can't bring himself to talk with you. He's worried he'll fuck things up with you again. Well at least he's tried speaking to you George! You're just refusing to do it."

He didn't respond, he just sat looking at me with his eyes full of tears.

We sat in silence for a few minutes before he finally talked.

"F-fine. I'll talk with him."

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Word count - 810

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