Operation George - DNF // alysewilliamss

Chapter 20: Over

TW: anxiety, death, blood, gore, suicide

This chapter may be very triggering for some readers, you are loved. Please be careful <3

3rd Person POV

They were here.

Dream quickly put his hand up to Georges mouth, muffling Georges cries. "George you need to be quiet." Dream whispered to him. George shook his head and tried his best to hold the tears back and sat quietly on the bed. They all heard heavy footsteps and muffled yells come from upstairs. Sapnap slowly and quietly got out his gun, he cocked it and reloaded it. Dream and Sapnap looked at each other and nodded.

Dream stood up and grabbed out his gun, he held it close to him. Dream went up to Sapnap and whispered something to him out of earshot from George. When a tear fell from Sapnaps eyes George he knew something was up. Dream looked in Georges direction, Dream was silently crying also. George mouthed words to Dream. "what the fuck is going on." George mouthed. Dream nodded his head no and focused on the words the people were saying upstairs. Doors slammed, glass shattered, they could hear the mess happening upstairs.

"CLEAR." one man said. "CHECK HERE." another man said. Suddenly the door to the basement rattled. "CHEIF BREAK THIS DOOR DOWN, ITS LOCKED." everyone held their breath. Sapnap and Dream shared a look, nodding to eachother. Dream grabbed George by his wrist, taking him over to the wall where the bottom of the stairs led to.

Dream covered Georges mouth with his left hand as he held tightly to the gun in his right. Sapnap stood on the opposite side of the opening. George could see him mouthing words to Dream, but he couldn't understand it. From this point everything felt like it was going in slow motion. The door broke open, officers slowly stepped down the stairs, guns drawn, until they framed Dream and Sapnaps view. Bullets blasted across the room, bodies fell. Dream and Sapnap still standing high but George had knelt to the ground covering his ears, tightly shutting his eyes closed. The sound was too loud for him to handle.

George opened his eyes to reveal 4 officers on the floor, blood oozed from their bodies onto the floor forming a large pool of blood that was already filling the room with the overwhelming scent of burnt flesh and metal. It wasn't over yet. Dream ran over to George, kissing him on his lips, their possible last kiss. Loud, heavy footsteps were heard from upstairs again. Dream handed an extra gun to George and looked him in his eyes, "use this if you need to." George clutched the gun with a shaky grip, holding it close to him. He's shot a gun at targets before with his dad, but he's never shot at a person. Footsteps came down the basement stairs, they were very light but fast.

Round 2.

An officer came into Georges vision, George shot at him almost instinctively. The bullet went right through his chest, dead centre. The officer fell to the ground, an immediate pool of blood swarmed around him. Georges adrenaline was going, he could do this over and over again if he needed to.

Dream looked at George, George looked proud of himself and Dream looked proud of him, even Sapnap looked at him in shock. "nice shot." both Dream and Sapnap said in unison. George was proud of himself, he felt good for once. He could finally let his anger out on something.

Dream pressed on the magazine release on his gun, he grabbed a new magazine with full ammo and inserted it into the gun. Sapnap did the same. This was their last ammo clip. They looked at each other and shook their head, they had to use these bullets to the best of their advantage. Meaning they shoot only when they needed to. George looked on the ground, multiple bodies faced him. They looked at peace, they looked free. George imagined the feeling of being free and having no constant worries. He wanted to be free, he wanted to live happily. He'd be happy as long as he was with Dream. He was snapped out of his thoughts when more cars approached the house, tires drifting against the gravel. The boys heard multiple men get out and run towards the house. "okay get over here." Dream grabbed Georges wrist and pulled him next to him. Loud footsteps overtook the upstairs, they all took a deep breath in with their guns pointed out towards the door.