A Broken curse

George!

I am sorry that I haven't been updated in a long time. I am trying my best. But I would like to know if it is still som people that is reading this book. Because if no one is reading this book what is the point of writing. But yea. (I have edited a bit on this part. So it is a little different than when it originally came out)

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Dream POV:

George

Wait....

Wait? What

I was trying my best to remember. I just feel like the name George trigger something in me.

It felt like I knew George I just don't remember that I knew him. It felt like he was my safe space in this cruel world.

That was what I felt about the name George. It not all George but..... this George.

He left the the room. Now the hospital room just felt cold and empty. Like the light went out. Like all hope left.

It was in fact what happened. The butterflies in my stomach left and the room just got colder and darker.

In fact I wanted to scream after George and beg for him to stay.

I wanted to feel the butterflies and I wanted to see his pretty eyes I wanted to see his dark brown hair.

I already miss him. I couldn't wait for the next time he came. It was the only thing in this hospital that made sense.

Him.

He was the only one

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The days flew by. However he never came. Day after day I waited. And day after day I was disappointed. Because he never came. Some other people visit. I didn't remember them though. And my skin was getting worse and worse. I was so confused. And I wonder why that is happening to me. I also wonder when he will come back. When George will come back.

Because indeed I miss George. I miss him a lot.

I have come far in the process of walking. I can almost walk with out help. I can almost. And if you don't understand it have been weeks or correctly it has been 3 weeks. The only people that have been visiting me is the person that calls her self my mom. And the girl that is my sister I guess.

I don't remember much of them but they are nice. The woman that calls her self my mom is kind and always brings chocolate and flowers. That is really kind of her. But I still miss George. It has been 3 weeks it feels like he has forgotten about me and just moved on.

I have asked about where George is but I never got an answer. It feels like they know something but won't tell me.

The sad part is my memory is still hazy and I try my best but I still can't remember anything.

The doctors is getting a bit worried. But it is not my fault. I am trying my best. I am serious I am really trying my hardest and my best to remember but I can't. Because it is nothing there.

It is wired to meet people that know so much about you but you know nothing about them.

My skin gets itchy very often. But it helps to take a shower. The good part is that I am soon getting released for the hospital.

That is an good thing.

I guess.

It is just.....

To be 100% honest I miss George.

And nobody is telling me why he is not here.

The person that calls her self my mother tells me that I have a lot of friends. So where are they. Where are my friends. Why did they not visit me.

Huh?

Care to explain.

Huh doctors care to explain.

I got snapped out of my sone by som doctors.

You can go home now they say.

I se my mother standing beside a car. A little gray car.

I looked around before I got in the car.

And we started driving. Out of the hospital's parking lot.

George POV:

I sit on the floor of Dream's room. I haven't visit him in 3 weeks. I just couldn't handle it. He...he don't remember anything. And that is to painful to watch. Sapnap and Karl is doing a lot better than me. But they still haven't visit him. Karl is actually waiting for Sapnap to be ready. Because Sapnap and Dream was childhood friends it is hard for Sapnap to se that Dream don't remember anything of the close relationship they had.

So yea none of us have visit Dream. I feel a little sorry for Dream but his mom have at least informed us how Dream has it. She understands that it is hard for us. She understands that we will but we can't.

We have got a lot of letters from Dream's fans wishing him to get better.

I haven't done so good the last week I have just been laying in Dream's bed and been reading trough our old text. I have been watching our old videos. I have been laying there with Dream's clothes on. I miss him a lot. And then I mean a lot. Everything isn't actually the same without him. It is like we miss something. And yes I am ready to admit I am in Love with Dream. And I feel like it is a big hole in my heart. Everything is just a mess with out Dream.

I wonder when he will be released out of the hospital?

I turned around and put my laptop away. It doesn't take much before sleep take over.

Dream POV:
The ride how was quiet. Peace full and quiet. It was actually a good thing.

The doctors said that I was doing very well so I didn't need any physical help at home. So I could live alone. As long as someone check up on me 1 time a week. To check if I am doing good. The hospital also gave me a necklace thing with an red button on. That if I fall down the stairs or easily said if I hurt myself or anything bad happens. I can press the button and they will send help to my house.

Suddenly the car stop's and I got snapped out of my thoughts.

I guess we are there. I was standing in front of a little dark blue house. I walked close to the door. And I took out the key that the hospital had gave me. I looked up the door. I walked in to an empty house. Or a quiet house was better to say.

I looked the door after me and walked over to the living room. I walked som more around. I walked quiet around. I looked around. This place was pretty and cozy. I walked up to a dark brown door that stood Dream on. I guess this is my room. I open the door. I looked around. This place was quite messy. I walked in.

I looked over to the bed. A little brown haired boy was laying down. He had an lime green hoodie on with a white smile on it. His hair was laying messy on his face. He looked tired with dark bags under his eyes.

George

Was a voice In his head that said.

3 person pov:

He laid down in the bed. The brown haired boy snuggled closer to the dirty blonde boy. And then they both cuddle close.

Just two boys enjoying each other's company.

Just two boys sleeping in each other's arms.

Just two boys sleeping peacefully.

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Finally. I am done with another chapter. And yes I am still alive. I hope you guys like this chapter. Have an amazing day and remember to eat and stay hydrated. Sorry if there is any writing mistakes.