•Trust Me•(Dream x Fem Reader)

Twelve

!!TW:trauma!!

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Dream slept with me that night. He laid next to me as I tried so desperately to fall asleep. He rubbed my back every time he heard small cries, and it soothed me. I know that I can't get attached right now, not until we finish this dumb war Tommy started.

Tommy has always been the root to every problem. Out of everything I've observed, I've noticed that Tommy hates Dream so much he has the need to ruin his life. Yes, Dream has made bad decisions, but he is also a really good person.

Dream feels the need to be in control. He has no attachments, and no remorse. He sees how much Tommy has; friends, a home, and of course, his discs. Dream is jealous, he's jealous that Tommy has more than he has ever had. He wants to be in control of Tommy, he wants to have power over him. I understand why Dream has spent a long time without anyone he could trust, it makes sense why he wants to be in control.

The only thing he will never have control over is me.

Sure, he's a good guy and all, but he's never had any attachments to people, and he sure as hell doesn't have an attachment to me. I think he's just using me to win this thing against Tommy, and when it's over he'll either let me go, or kill me. I prefer the first option.

I haven't actually thought about what I should do after I kill Tommy. There would be no reason to go back to spying, since my main task would be done. Dream will probably try to kill me, so I should probably go somewhere far from here. I could just run away, start a new life.

"Or you could come to me." a voice said.

I looked around and didn't see anyone. The voice must be back again, I thought it would go away after my panic attack, but I guess not.

"Who's 'me'" I asked.

"You know who I am. They won't need you anymore, so come and find me."

I think I do know who the voice is, just part of me doesn't want to admit it. She's dead anyway, believing that she is still alive would be unhealthy. Besides, hearing her voice is crazy enough as it is.

I didn't reply, hoping that her voice would go away. After she continuously tried to get me to respond, she gave up, and I didn't hear her anymore.

I wondered if I should tell Dream. He seems so worried, telling him this would only make it worse. He has enough to prepare for, he shouldn't have to worry about me. I should get up though, since Dream has probably been up for hours arranging weapons and armor. If Tommy is going to come for us like we heard them suggesting, we need to be ready for them.

I'm sure Dream has a plan, he always does. If he does have a plan, know it's a good one. During all of the battle's with L'manberg, he's always been one step ahead of them, you'd think they would've learned by now. But here he is again, one step ahead of L'manberg.

I get up slowly, letting my muscles adjust to moving. I wish my fucking leg wound would heal, because it's getting really annoying limping around. I limp my way to the hallway, looking around to see if Eret is around. Having him around can be a handful, and sometimes I wish he wasn't so angry. He's mostly angry at me, but I honestly don't know why. We got into an argument, but it wasn't bad enough to make him hate me...right?

I'll admit, I miss him as a friend. He was the only person I talked to while I was watching Dream and L'manberg. He never ratted me out either, which I was always confused about. People in L'manberg always treated Eret badly. If he had just turned me in, maybe they would have praised him and been nicer, but he didn't. Even after we got in an argument, even after he left for months, he still hasn't told Dream about my past or my plans, if they're even my plans anymore.