Stolen Dance - dnf

8☺︎︎

George

I find myself waking up in a pool of sweat as my heart was racing. I had a dream no no a nightmare. It was terrible everyone had started to vanish and then i went to school and all my friends were hanging out with that barstard dream and they all forgot about me. It's my worst nightmare, i can't let this happen.

But then i start to wonder how i got hi to my bed. And as i went downstairs i was relieved to see the house just as i left it. Thought if i was really drunk enough not to remember tidying up would be a strange thing for me to do, is normally find myself on the sofa in the morning surrounded by rubbish and have to quickly hurry up before my parents got home but today i don't even need to worry about them. But i'm confused about something else, i really wanna know how i could get this house so clean and not even remember it.

I was debating whether to go to school to not cause overall this time j actually don't feel well but if my parents come home and see me not at school they will think my reasoning is bullshit and i'll get another beating. One more to add to my mental tally chart. So i decided to go anyway.

At school today the perfect little dream wasn't there, this confused me but i didn't care it's just one more day that i don't have to worry about him. But everyone else did.

I mean what do they see in him anyway, he's not cool like me and he gets perfect grades i thought people like others that are cool and party and make classes fun. Or is it just cause he's like really pretty....

No. What the fuck. Why did that thought even come to mind. What is happening to me.

I bury my very strange thought down and decide to actually pay attention in science as my dad is a scientist and my step dad is an ex scientist and now works with the government and my mother wants me to follow after them, which obviously won't happen but i mean if i can make her happy now that's fine cause i would have to worry about her once in old enough to get a well thought out job that pays well. I'm just counting on my parents will right now cause there no way i'll be able to keep myself afloat without it.

The day finished up pretty quickly. Which now i really didn't want it to.

As i got home i was greeted by my 'not so perfect' step dad and a fist to me head. That hurt, i'm used to this but now and it never really hurt but it did now. I must have just bashed it last night. I debated on whether to finally fight back but i came to my senses and realised he was drunk and he's even more aggressive when he's drunk. He would probably will me and get away with it cause he's so high up with the government and my mum would let it slide cause it's 'too much for her to handle' so really, i'm by myself here. Yeah sure i've told my friends like tommy, jack, tubbo and lastly well, niki and she was really the only one who actually took note of it but she knew she couldn't do anything but if i came into school with a black eye she would get an ice pack for it and soothe the pain while she covers it with her ten gallons of makeup. And i really appreciated that.

(AN: ik they are really nice irl and actually would care but let's just go with this side of the story for now as it's needed for later!)

Anyhow i just run away up to my room why i hear distant screams from my step-father as i slammed my door and collapsed against it hopping that no one will be able to enter while i'm weak and vulnerable. Well really, i am weak and vulnerable all the time but i put up a wall and block it out and cover up my weakness with this whole brave act that leave the moment i step into my house.