places | dreamnotfound

chapter 02

TW- ALCOHOLISM

Dream opened the door to his house, turned around and waved sapnap a last goodbye. He got a surprise call and had to leave. But he wanted to make sure that Dream arrived safe at his house. Dream stepped in and closed the door. That was... an experience. He tried to convince himself that it wasn't that bad, but that was a lie. The funeral was horrible. Everyone acted weird around him and he was convinced that half of Georges family thought his death was Dreams fault. And he couldn't even blame them. Because he thought the same thing.
Georges mum was the only one who treated him like before. And he loved her for that.

Without realising his feet had carried him to the kitchen, in front of the closet where he kept his alcohol. It had become a habit, drinking. Dream knew it was bad, but he needed it. It was almost like an addiction. He took out the whiskey and a glass and poured the whiskey in. Then he drowned it in one sip and poured in another glass.

Dream took the bottle and the glass and went into the living room. He turned on the tv and started watching the show that popped on first. Then he drowned another glass and felt the alcohol kicking in. George would hate me for this. His thoughts wandered back to the brown haired boy. The boy he loved. The boy who loved him. The boy who died because Dream was a fucking pussy.
Suddenly he felt really sick and he got up and sprinted to the bathroom. He puked his heart out and then sat on the bathroom floor, crying, until he fell asleep.
Thats how most of Dreams days went by since George had died. Dream drank too much, thought about George, then puked everything he ate or drank out, cried on the bathroom floor until he fell asleep.

Dream woke up from his phone ringing. He looked around in the dark room to saw his phone on the floor halfway across the room. He crawled there and picked up.
"huh?"

"Hi Dream. I just wanted to tell you that I got home safe."

"Who's there?"

"Sapnap, dummy." The voice went silent for a minute. "Are you okay? You sound really done."

Don't show how you feel or he will come back. As much as Dream loved Sapnap all he wanted to be is alone. To drown in self pity. And hate.

"Dream? Are you still there? I asked you a question!"

"Now you asked me three! I am fine, Sap. Really. I just woke up from your call."

"Oh okay. I am sorry for waking you up then. I didn't thought you would be asleep already. It's only 9pm."

"Yeah, no need to worry. I just was really tired after everything today, you know."

"Yeah, I understand. I don't wanna keep you up then for too long. Goodnight Dream."

"Goodnight Sapnap." Thank God. He wanted to hang up but Sapnap said something else.

"Oh and Dream, please don't do something stupid."
And with that he hung up.

That went better then expected. Dream thought to himself , got up and opened the bathroom door.
He stumbled up the stairs and made his way to his bedroom. The door stood open.
Weird, I could have sworn that I closed it when I left. Dream stepped in his room and closed the door behind him. He then sat down on his bed and turned on the lights. His room was messy. Really messy. It wasn't that dirty when I left. A bad feeling  crept into him. What if someone broke into my house. But all the windows were closed and the front door was also locked when he got home. And all the expensive shit was still there. His gaming setup, his Ipad and... he checked it... his wallet was also untouched. Weird. I could have sworn that it looked different when I left. I probably just had too much to drink.