i h8 u (seriously)

29

In the morning, Niki and Rhianna were up and about. I'm not sure how long they've been awake. Niki must've been really quiet when she did get up as I wasn't woken up from her. I grabbed my phone from my backpack and dawdled out to the main area of the flat where Niki immediately laid eyes on me.

"Hey hun, how'd you sleep?"

I smiled at her, "Alright thanks."

"Feel free to look through the pantry and eat whatever."

I nodded my head and went to the kitchen. I ended up finding a cereal I liked and poured myself a bowl before sitting next to her to eat.

"I've thought about it," I started, "I might try to talk to George today."

"I think that'd be a good idea," she responded.

I finally took the time to look at my phone for the first time since yesterday morning. I noticed the long paragraph from George that I kind of expected. Then, Dream had texted last night and called a few times. I decided to read George's first as I was going to try calling Dream instead of texting. I'd rather hear his voice.

After reading George's long paragraph, I decided not to respond since I was gonna head over to the hotel room after my call with Dream. I excused myself from the living room and hid away in Niki's room before hitting the call button on Dream's contact.

"Are you okay?" Dream asked as soon as he picked up.

"I don't know, I'm alright I guess."

"This should have never happened. I've literally been telling George for the past month that he needs to tell you and he kept saying oh I will I will," he mocked in a bad British accent, "Literally like last week I threatened that I would tell you myself but Sapnap insisted that I just trust George. God, of course I couldn't trust him."

"I mean, it is what it is you know?"

"You're eerily calm about this and I don't like it."

"I kinda flipped out on George last night and then went back to Niki's and bawled my eyes out. So I've had a bit of time to think about it."

"You better have given him hell yesterday."

"I didn't really yell at him, just kinda told him I was hurt and needed space. According to Niki though, Wilbur gave him plenty of shit so..."

"I'm gonna give him shit too."

"I'm gonna go talk to him I think."

"Yeah? What're you going to do?"

"I'm not sure yet."

"Okay, well please let me know how that goes so I know how much shit to give George when he gets here."

"Will do," I responded.

"I'll talk to you later. Love you."

"Love you too, bye."

When I finally got off the phone with Dream, I let Niki know that I was heading to the hotel room to speak with George. Since she lived close enough to the hotel, I decided to walk instead of wasting unnecessary gas to drive there. After knocking on the proper room door, George answered.

His eyes looked bloodshot, his hair was askew, and if I'm gonna be honest, he looked like absolute shit. Like even though it's only been a day, he looked as if he hadn't been taking care of himself for the past month. His eyes widened when he saw me standing there and gestured for me to walk inside.

I beelined for the bed and sat on the edge of it while George just stood aimlessly in the middle of the room. I could tell he was being cautious, trying not to mess things up further. I still had no clue what I wanted to say. I had a lot of shit I still wanted to figure out but I knew I wanted to speak with George to ease both of our minds a tiny bit.