Chapter 8

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Y/N's POV

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Y/N's POV

The sunlight coming from a seem what-like window woke me up, I wasn't chained or tied up anymore. I was on a bed, comfy bed. I rubbed my eyes to have a clearer vision of my surroundings, I looked around to see the old room I used to be locked up in. I groaned knowing I was being locked up, again.

I examined my legs to see if I can walk, I tried walking straight but it turned out to be a zig zag, good to know that I still have my legs though. My hands weren't as weak as before but still not fully controllable. I smiled knowing I might have a chance of escaping this place, but first I had to have a plan and make sure my body is fully recovered to have a better chance of escaping.

Suddenly, a silhouette came from the shadows of the room, how did I not notice?

It walked infront to have a better look of the person, Dream. I got scared so I grabbed the nearest weapon or anything to defend and protect myself from him, that place scares and I never wanna go there again. Wait, A PAN?! A freaking pan is on a desk, in a bedroom. I didn't want to think to much and make sure to defend myself and prepare to fight but I was still weak.

"I'm not gonna hurt you." He said laying his head low. "W-why did you put me in there?" He didn't answer so I decided to yell. "WHY?!" I didn't notice a tear running down my cheek, he kidnapped me, he didn't tell me about the battle, he hurt me, what does this person want? He was evil, to nice, then evil again. He likes me? Nononono that's not true. But why did I think of that?

Dream didn't flinch but looked up at me still with his mask on. "That person with black hair, wasn't me. I'm sorry." He said shacking his head twice. "Sorry?! Sorry isn't gonna help. Ok, then please explain, why did you hurt me? Why did you got so mad about me saving my friend from death? Why didn't you tell me about the battle?" I maintained the tears from spilling. He opened his mouth to talk but nothing came out. I put my pan down, "ONE FREAKIN MOMENT YOU WERE EVIL, BURNING THE HOME I USED TO HAVE THE NEXT THING I KNOW, YOU GO PLAY NICE WITH ME, T-THEN YOU..hurt me.."I cried and yelled at his face. "I'm sor-" I cutted him off, "No, I was slowly gaining little by little respect for you before the battle before, this! I thought you liked me.." ah shit, that last sentence I wanna turn back time (TURN BACK TIME OHOH GOTTA HIT REWIND💃🏼🕺🏼 sry ) and rip it of my mouth. "I-I mean..as a fri-" I got cut off while trying to explain myself.

"HAH! you really think I liked you? Your friends didn't even come to rescue you or visit you, they don't even listen to you, remember? And you think I cared about you? NO! everything was a setup for us to get more information about you so we can break your heart. I acted nice to make you gain trust at me slowly, your so naive! you even think they care about you!" He said with hand gestures of the following sentences. H-he wow. "REALLY?! CONGRATULATIONS SMARTASS YOU DID BREAK MY HEART!" I knew he wouldn't be happy, I packed my stuff from a bag I found under the bed and ran. "Stay." Dream said in a demanding voice but I didn't listen, Dream reached his hand to grab my back, but I managed to get out of his grip.

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