TW: torture, kidnapping, forced love
Resume of last chapter before they opened their lockers
{ Clay's POV }
I opened my locker and grabbed everything I needed. I had a knife just in case I had to do anything... rash. I looked over to George who was reading my note "Whatcha got there Gogy?" I asked, trying to act oblivious. George looked at me with a confused smile "A letter. Someone wants me to meet them behind the school at 4:15..." George said, looking back at the letter.
"Well I'll leave you to it. I'll see you later George." I said waving, George waved and wandered off. I walked to the blossom tree and waited. I felt like someone was watching so I looked around for a few moments but didn't see anyone so I went back to waiting for George to come to the tree.
After a few hours of waiting I heard heavy breathing and shuffling. "Hello?" I heard George's voice that had a confused tone . I walked out from behind the tree with an embarrassed face "Dream?" I heard George say. I sighed lightly and looked at George who had a confused look.
"This is so embarrassing." I said with a light chuckle "George I... I like you. A lot. And I uhm... I wanted to know if you felt the same." I said nervously. It was quiet for a few moments so I looked up and saw George looking at the ground holding his forearm.
"I'm- I'm sorry Dream but uhm... I don't feel the same." George said in a saddened voice. Crack. Crack. Crack. I don't feel the same. I felt something crack in me. "Oh?" I said, getting closer to George's now confused and concerned face. "I don't feel the same?" I repeated with a chuckle. "I DON'T FEEL THE SAME!?" I repeated louder. I had the cloth in my hands that was soaked with chloroform.
I grabbed George's hair, causing him to halfy scream, me covering his mouth with the cloth before he could finish screaming. He squirmed as he tried to escape and tried screaming, but turned into muffled screams. After a few minutes George's eyes shut as his body shut down, I drug him behind the tree and ran to get something I could hide him in.
I found a music case that was big enough to hold George in a closet. I lifted it up and went back to the tree. Once I was back at the tree I stuffed George into the case, making sure he was okay and no one saw me. After I finished I lifted up the case again which was heavier but I could still manage. Luckily the case and George were light.
I walked a little faster than I usually did so I was at my house before George fell asleep. I got to my house after a few minutes of slight speed walking. I placed down the case and unlocked the door, dragged into the house and then closed the door, locking it. I grabbed a chair and rope, taking it down to the basement. I put the chair behind a huge mental poll, I went upstairs and grabbed the case, carrying it down the basement, I placed it back down and ran up the basement stairs, shutting the door and locking it, I walked back down them and opened the case, picking up George's body and sat him in the chair.
I grabbed his limbless arms and put them around the poll. I tied the rope around the poll, making sure George wouldn't be able to slip his wrist or get the rope off himself. I walked back upstairs and grabbed a snack along with a chair, brought it downstairs and placed the chair in the corner. I sat down and began eating my snack, waiting for George to wake up.
After a while of waiting George finally woke up and looked around with widened eyes "Where am I!?" George exclaimed in worry. I smirked and stood up, walking to the chair "D-Dream? Why am I here! And why am I tied up!?" George exclaimed, squirming in the chair "Oh you don't remember darling? Think really hard..." I said. George looked at me with concentrated eyes that soon widened again.
"Wh-. Are you gonna hurt me...? Just please let me go, Dream!" George exclaimed with furrowed eyebrows "Hurt you? My darling... I'd never hurt you. And I can't let you go, I need to... convince you." I said with a sadistic smile. George's eyes teared up and I gasped "No, no darling don't cry..." I said softly as I placed my hand on George's cheek, stroking my thumb against George's skin "It won't hurt a lot okay sweetheart..." I said. "Well, I better get started!" I exclaimed, grabbing a knife with a laugh.
A few years later
"George darling! Time for us to make dinner!" I exclaim. George walked over to me and smiled, looking up at me with plain, lifeless eyes "I love you darling." I said softly, kissing George's forehead, backing away to see George's face "I love you too Dream." George said with a smile but a deadpanned voice and dead eyes. I had engaged him and he said yes, it was perfect. The torturing worked well. And he loved me. He didn't and still doesn't have a choice.
Even if he didn't feel the same inside. He was mine. And he always would be. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. MINE.
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