Kidnapped

Chapter 45: Comfortable

Dream POV

I turn my body to face George's, pausing the game of Minecraft and giving all my attention to him.

"Alright ask me whatever you want but if we're gonna have this talk then I want some of my own questions answered" I sit back against my headboard  and wait for George to talk.

"Fine, but you first" He sits up slightly on the bed but sinks further into his hoodie.

"Alright what do you want to know"

"When you guys found out I was gone what did you do?" He asks and my mind could never forget those days.

"We've been doing this for weeks already shouldn't someone know something by now?" Karl asks, his feet hurting from all the walking they had been doing.

"Just a few more posters" Nick says, helping Clay put another missing person paper up. School was blown off as they tried everything in their power to do something.

"Dream?" I look back over to the brunette and faintly smile.

"We ditched a lot of school, putting posters up around the place and online, trying to find someone that may have seen you after we did" I look at my hands as I start to tread on my words carefully.

"When we first heard about it we tried to stay relatively calm, we knew you weren't really happy and there was a good chance you just ran away"

"That's what we all assumed, you ran away and something bad happened along the way, none of us really spoke about how we felt to each other"

"We struggled to go to places you loved, like getting milkshakes or going to a carnival, we knew each other struggled we just never brought it up"

"Drista said something about you falling into depression? Is that true?" He asks and I give a small nod.

"When it became official that you were missing I couldn't sleep or eat or even get out of bed, I thought our argument was what made you run and I couldn't help but blame myself"

"I didn't know if you were hurt or if you were happy somewhere else with someone else or if you were even alive" my voice breaks slightly as I think back to the countless nights I cried myself to sleep.

"Nick helped me eventually get out of bed again and do things, although most of the time I would go out and look for you"

"Really?" He asks, almost surprised.

"George you're my best friend obviously it affected me"

"And the others?"

"You'd have to ask them" I say and he gives me a small nod.

"So you all thought I was dead?"

"We didn't want to believe it but it had been so long we all knew how unlikely it would be that you were still alive" I explain and he gives a small frown.

"Sometimes I think-" he cuts himself off with a sigh.

"You think what?" I ask.

"Maybe it would've been easier that way, I wouldn't have caused so much chaos here and I'd actually feel okay"

"George don't say that, I would've done anything to change what happened but I'm just glad that I got you back" I say, leaning forward from the backboard.

"What did you want to ask me?" He asks.

"What actually happened that night? Why didn't you come to my house?"

"I didn't run away I just wanted some space from you guys and my parents so I lied to you both to get some time away...I stayed at the school, well around the school" he explains, his hands noticeably shaking.

"I Uh- I saw Schlatt and he walked right next to me just talking about stuff and I told him how I was feeling and that's all I can remember...I-I blacked out and woke up tied to a wall" He scratched his skin and got up from the bed quickly.

"I can't breathe I can't breathe" He says backing himself into a corner and taking deeper breaths.

I get up from the bed and walk slightly closer to him.

"You can breathe it's okay just take in your surroundings" I say, not knowing what was not okay to do and what was.

"No-no"

"Can I touch you?" I ask and get no response as I hear him still hyperventilating.

"I'm sorry I'm sorry I won't do it again, I didn't mean to show it" He looks up at me with teary eyes and it breaks my heart.

"Didn't mean to show what?" I ask as he slides his back down the wall.

"My- my emotions please don't hit me I'll do better"

I slowly put my hand on his as I crouch down, not wanting to make him uncomfortable while trying to comfort him.

"Georgie listen to me okay, it's okay to show your emotion, we want that, no ones going to hit you" I say as he starts to cry again.

"I'm never going to be safe am I?" He asks and I wipe his tears away with my thumb.

"You'll always be safe with me, and you're with me right now aren't you?" I state and keep my hand resting on his face.

He gives a small nod as his breathing slowly calms.

"Come on let's get you off the floor" I say, holding my hand out to help him up which he does.

I help him back over to the bed as we both sit down.

"I can just put a film on for us both to sleep to if you want?" I ask and he nods, rubbing his eyes.

I put one of the controllers away and bring up Netflix, pressing on a random film in my recommended.

"Can I sleep with you?" George asks and I give him a warm smile.

"You don't have to ask Georgie come on" I say holding my arm out.

He scoots over and pulls the covers over himself, resting his head on my chest as my other arm goes around him.

"I have another question" I ask as he looks up from the screen back to me.

"Yeah?"

"I thought you didn't like too much contact with other people?"

"I don't but..I don't know I'm just comfortable with you, like I know I am with the others I just don't like anyone touching me" He explains which just confuses me more.

"But you're okay with me touching you?"

"Yeah I haven't figured out the difference though so don't ask me" He smiles, settling back into his position.

I rest my head on top of his brown curls and rub soothing circles on his back as we both watched the screen, one of us inevitably falling asleep.