My New Boyfriend ||Dnf

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Dream woke up on a bench having a huge headache, in the middle of nowhere, not remembering how he even got there. "What the hell?" dream said.

He rubbed his eyes and slowly sat up. There were little to no people in site, In fact there was little to nothing where he was.

"Where am I" Dream thought

He stood up searching for his phone, remembering that it was in his book bag. Which unfortunately was still in his locker at school.

Dream was surrounded by trees and a little dirt path. He followed the path that was a 10-5 minute walk that led him to a semi busy Street. "Thank God" he said under his breath, having a relieved feeling.

He walked down the street, coming up on a place that looked really familiar. He tried to remember everything that happened yesterday. He reminisced on punching Sapnap and like an idiot he ran.

"He's gonna hate me" he rubbed his forehead.

Dream talked to himself and walked in the heat. The sun seemed to be only beaming on him.

He was walking for around half an hour, he stopped in front of George's house. Halfway up the driveway already. He fasted to walk over to the garage, he got on his tippy toes and looked through the tiny square window.

Lucky George's mom was home so maybe George was too. He roamed the driveway before getting the courage to knock on the door.

He took a deep breath before the door opened. Martha opened the door with a big smile. Her face straightened when seeing who was at the doorstep. Dream guessed that George told her what he did.

"Oh, it's you," She said, almost sounding disgusted.

"Uh hi, I was wondering if George was here"

"Actually he's out with a friend and I also don't think he wants to see you right now" she said about shutting the door in Dream's face.

Dream put his hand on the door, stopping it. "Wait, can you tell him that I'm incredibly sorry?" he smiled.

"Yeah sure" She didn't sound too truthful though.

She shut the door, Dream sighed. "Who was he with if Karl, Quackity, and Sapnap were at his family's cabin.

Dream's feet sledged along the sidewalk, getting to his house not really wanting to go in.

He walked up the driveway not needing to unlock the door because he left it unlocked in the first place.

"God, it's a pigsty in here" Dream sighed, walking up the stairs to his bedroom, slamming the door because there was nobody stopping him.

His back hurt like hell from sleeping on a bench all night. He flopped into his mattress, closing his eyes and falling asleep.

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Dream woke up a couple hours later feeling really refreshed. It was already dark outside, because it got dark pretty early.

He got up smelling himself. He smells of sweat and body odor. "Geez I smell as bad as I look," He said.

He walked to the tiny bathroom that was attached to his room. He took off his shirt and pants. Standing in front of the mirror nude.

"What happened?" He cried out to himself.

Dream opened the mirror so he wouldn't have to see his reflection any longer. He turned the shower to the red. Waiting a couple minutes for it to warm up.

Eventually he opened up the black and white shower curtain and hopped in. He wanted to wash everything away, all the guilt and pain.

He took the bar of soap, rubbing it everywhere. He grabbed the shampoo, putting only a little drop into his hands.

He didn't put any conditioner on because he didn't have any. Dream stood there under the warm water, it being somewhat comforting.

His skin was starting to get waterlogged so he knew it was time to get out. He wrapped a white towel around his waist. Grabbing another one to dry his hair.

He didn't want to stay cooped up to his house, but he had nowhere else to go. "Or do I he thought"

Dream threw the towel onto his bed, grabbed jeans and a green hoodie, putting them on quickly. He slid his socks and shoes on, running down the stairs and out the door.

He ran in till stopping in front of a two-story house knowing whose window he was going to go to.

He walked around the side gate going to the left window on the second story. He picked up a small rock, tossing it up and hitting the window.

He stood there awkwardly waiting for someone to answer. Eventually he saw the light turn on and a shadow came up to the window. It forcefully opened, and Dream smiled.

"What the fuck do you want" George snapped.

"Okay I know you're mad, but please let me explain" Dream pleaded with George.

George looked around, debating if he should let him come up or not. " I don't want my mum to see you, so get up here!" He shouted.

Dream smiled using the green garbage can to help him get up into the window. Using his upper body strength he slid through the window and George quickly closed it.

Dream got off the floor dusting himself. George didn't look for the amused he had his arms crossed and a mad expression on his face.

"Okay talk" George said "but be quiet so my mum doesn't hear you"

"Okay I know I did something horrible but I do actually like you and it wasn't just for the bet I swear. You helped me find out more about myself. So I was wondering if you could give me a second chance" Dream begged.

"Dream as much as I would love to you broke my trust and I don't know if you can recover from that, and beside the point I kinda have a boyfriend now"

Dreams' heart was shattered into a million pieces and his mouth dropped. "What?" he said, breathing heavily.

"I'm sorry I think it's best if you leave" George walked back over to the window opening it for a Dream.

Dream was a little shaky, but still complied with what George had asked him. He sat on the window sill. Looking back at George one last time before dropping down.

George slammed his window and shut the curtains. Dream let it all out, tears came flooding down his face dropping on the sidewalk as he walked home.

"Of course he has a boyfriend now," Dream cried.

He was crying the whole walk home not caring who saw him. He opened the door to his house, locking it behind him. He slid down the door. Trying to wipe the tears, but more just kept coming.

"I'm such an idiot" He said

Then a rush of anger came over him. He quickly got back up kicking the box tv that sat in front of his dad's old rocking chair.

"Why am I like this, I have nobody? '' He said as he kicked the chairs at the dining room table. He spilled all the drawers out on the floor. Kicking over everything that wasn't nailed to the floor.

Letting out everything he had bottle up for so long. He went back over the front door looking at all the destruction he did.

"God I'm gonna have to clean this up" Dream laughed.

He fell back onto the floor putting his knees up to his face and holding himself into a little ball.

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#relatable anybody. Thanks so much for 40k reads. Anyways get something to drink or eat even if it's something small. I love you Byeeee