(Dream)
Did he hear that right?
Was he serious?
No. He has a girlfriend.
"What?" Dream responded to George's words.
"I- wait what?" George said flying up "I didn't mean- that was- I was kidding! Obviously."
"What? George I'm confused" Dream admitted searching the boy's face for any sign of- anything- that would make the situation less confusing."Clearly I am too..."
"W-" Dream started but was quickly interrupted.
"I'm going to bed" George said loudly before practically running to his room.Dream was left sitting alone and confused.
He was drowning in his own questions and needed answers. But, he also knew George probably wanted to be alone... maybe.
Dream decided to go check on George and maybe ask a few questions.
The ground was cold under his bare feet as he walked up the stairs. George's door was at the end of the hallway.
He sighed before quietly walking up to the room.
He knocked three times on the door before George answered and quickly started throwing words out of his mouth.
"I'm sorry I was sleeping and thinking- no- dreaming about my girlfriend. I didn't say it to you so- so this doesn't have to be weird or anything. I would-" and he paused.
Even though the sentence wasn't finished, Dream knew what he was going to say and finished it for him.
"Never love me?" Dream said looking up at George. Their eyes met and Georges were confusing. He couldn't read them.
"Yea... that..."
"I understand- and am- happy" Dream questioned what he said and George did too. "Happy I'll never love you?" George askedDream didn't know what he was saying. The world was spinning and he wanted to end this conversation.
"Yea I mean- it's good you'll never love me... right?" Dream said looking down.
"Yea. Right" George said also looking down.They stood in silence.
"If you broke up with your girlfriend" Dream started but hesitated before continuing "would you love me?"
"What?"
"Nothing. It's not important" Dream said before turning around and starting to walk down the hall.(George)
He was confused but also wanted so badly to grab Dream's hand and pull him back.
Tell him he loves him.
Maybe even kiss his soft lips.
But he didn't.
Instead, he let Dream walk away without saying another word.
Where was his head when he said that?
What was he thinking?
Plus Dream mentioned it was good George didn't love him.
Guess he'll have to keep his feelings hidden.
George shut the door and walked over to his bed before flopping down onto the blankets.
Why did he ever meet Erika?
Why did he go to the bar that night?
He was so deep in this bad, abusive relationship that he couldn't leave. Dream would be taken from him whether that meant kidnapped or killed.
Why did Erika want to take Dream from him?
What does she know that he doesn't?
Then a thought hit George.
Did Dream love him?
Was he slowly hurting and breaking Dream each day?
What was he doing to him?
Even though they were just thoughts that probably weren't true, they brought stinging tears to his eyes.
They started to fall slowly but more and more made them fall quickly.
He thought back to when he was living his best life.
Skating with Bad, Sapnap, and Dream. The wind brushing their hair as the sun kissed their skin.
They each had a different style that somehow matched each other.
Laughs that hurt their stomach happened almost every day and it made him feel so alive.
He gave and received flowers from Dream trying to hide his blush each time.
Some nights they would skate together whether it was him and Dream or all of them.
The air was no longer warm and damp but cool and refreshing.
A few stars were in the sky and the moon shown softly but it was enough to put a beautiful glint in Dream's eyes.
He was so happy.
But then there was the crash changing his life. It made it all so depressing and yes, he's used to it but he'll always miss the colours.
The beautiful sunsets that were indescribable created memories in George's head but they were faded now. He doesn't remember what they look like only that they were beautiful.
Why did this have to happen to him?
Why couldn't it have been anyone else?
But then he thought about what it would be like if Dream was the one in the crash.
He would have dreams reminding him of the crash and would be terrified to drive again.
Dream admires the world around him and the colourful sunsets keep him alive. He lives for the sights George was once able to see.
It would destroy him having that taken from him.
George pushed the thoughts away and tried to rest. Tried.
Most nights when he dreamed, it would be about the crash or something to do with his friends. But tonight...
His chest hurt. But it wasn't like he got hurt. It ached as if something horrible just happened and his heart was breaking. His head felt numb like it had no emotions.
Where was he?
As George looked around, he saw a familiar spot. The building he and Dream went on top of a while back. But it wasn't the same. Somethings were but not all.
The sun was setting and the wind brushed his hair but where was Dream?
He was nowhere in sight.
It wasn't until George started walking to the edge of the building that he realized he wasn't in control of his body.
He couldn't even fight what was happening. He just had to let it happen.
Shouts came from behind him yelling words that he couldn't quite make out.
Words came out of his mouth but they weren't understandable.
And then...
he jumped.
George jolted awake gasping for air as he make out his surroundings. It was his room and he was in his bed.
But the dream- it was so realistic.
Nothing like that had ever happened to him.
Before he even finished his thoughts, the world went dark. But this time he, didn't dream.
He just laid there peacefully as the world around him faded away.
And even though he wasn't conscious, the thoughts of the dream were in his head.
Nothing from the past.
Nothing from the present.
So could it be a warning for the future?
Words from the author - Welp there's that! I do want to apologize for not having a chapter out! As some of you may know, I was in the hospital again but I'm ok! Have a great day everyone!!!
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