Long Gone | Awesamdude x Reader ✔️

3- What A Lie

Y/n POV

"Wake up."

You mumbled 'no' and covered your face with your arm.

"Do you want to see Dream or not?" Sam grabbed you and pulled you off your bed. You were much more awake now.

"What time is it?" You yawned stumbling toward the door. You glanced at the clock and it read four thirty-two in the morning. "Why so early?"

Sam handcuffed your wrists together with a longer chained cuff and in front of your body. You yawned once more as you were guided toward the opposite door where you watched the two guards force Dream through two days before.

You stayed silent the entire way hoping you wouldn't ruin your chance to speak to Dream. You thought about asking why weren't going to the Box where Dream was being kept, but chose to keep quiet.

After taking only a few turns and going through one door, you came upon what looked like an interrogation room. You caught a glimpse of the lime green haired boy sitting in the corner of the room with his eyes closed.

"You get an hour." Sam finally spoke while unlocking the windowed door. Dream jolted awake after hearing the squeaky door swing open. Sam released his grip and left the room.

"Dream!" You fell to your knees and wrapped your arms around him.

"Hey." Dream rested his head on your chest and hugged you the best he could. His wrists were not only handcuffed together, but they were tied together with a few pieces of rope as well.

"What did they do to you?" You asked tracing his healing black eye. You tried to wipe some of the dried blood off his face, but he quickly asked you to stop.

"Oh, you know," Dream put his head back and laughed, "They literally beat the shit out of me, Punz won't let me sleep, and Sam only feeds me raw potatoes, so I'm having a wonderful time."

"Fuck, Dream. What are we going to do?" You scooted closer to him and rested your head on the wall as well.

"I don't know, y/n, I don't know." He sighed and closed his eyes.

"I've been thinking of different ways to get out, but each one ends in us getting killed."

"There isn't a way for us to escape." Dream rubbed the side of his head. He seemed irritated.

"Well, not with that way of thinking. We can do it, together." You nudged Dream's arm, but he didn't move.

"Let's just leave the idea alone for now. We have plenty of time to think about it, but we designed this place. We both know there is no way out." Dream began to raise his voice.

"I'm sure there is a way out, we just need to-"

"Y/n! Just shut up! Shut the fuck up!" Dream shouted and stood up. "There is no way out!"

You got off the floor as well and faced Dream.

"Where the hell is that coming from!" You shouted back. Being loud was one of your defence mechanisms with Dream. He could be difficult and so you yelled.

"We're in prison, y/n! The story is over and we don't get a happy ending!" Dream started to bite at the ropes that held his wrists together.

"Don't fucking yell at me just because you lost hope." You hit him in the chest.

"You're insane. I should have killed you sooner!"  Dream growled and swung at you.

"What is that suppose to mean?" You moved to the other side of the room as tears began to brim your eyes.