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Closer

(George)

He felt worn out as he slowly crept down the stairs.

Thoughts of what happened the night before filled his head as he looked down at his feet.

"Morning!" Dream happily greeted from the bottom of the stairs. George snapped out of his thoughts and looked up.

"Morning" he sighed continuing to walk down the stairs.
"Are you cold?" Dream asked as George met him at the bottom. They started walking towards the kitchen.
"No, I always wear a sweatshirt. You know that" George said forcing a smile. He's gotten pretty good at faking things.

Dream sighed "I know. You never used to though"
George quickly looked up trying to find a convincing lie "I uh- I think they are very comfortable"
"They can't be that comfortable when it's hot"
"I guess it doesn't bother me"

"Stop eating so much. Your too fat and people can tell."

'People can tell'

'They can tell'

"George?" Dream asked snapping his attention back to the present moment.
"Yea- sorry"
"You wanna eat?"
"No, I'm actually not feeling the best"

Dream looked at George with confusion and concern.

"Why what's wrong"

George zoned out going back to last night.

The pills.

They bounced across the floor as he dropped them.

They were gonna do it.

They were going to end the hurt.

They were going to end the pain.

And they were going to end his life.

"I don't know"
"Maybe it's because you haven't eaten"
"No"
"And how would you know"
"Just because I do Dream!"
"Can you please just try eating?!"
"No!" George yelled before looking at Dream's surprised expression.

They stood staring at each other.

"I just think it will make me sick" George lied

Dream looked down before connecting their eyes again.

"I'm sorry I just have a headache and just want to go lie down"
"Alright... let me know if you need anything" Dream smiled. George smiled back before walking out of the room.

He slammed his door shut harder than he wanted to.

The bed met him and he sat down.

"Hey, George" Dream said walking into the room.
"What do you want Dream" George groaned

Dream walked up to George and he looked up.

Dream had a smile on his face that kept George alive.

"I got you flowers" He smiled. George looked at the flowers. They were blue.
"You got blue flowers for me?"
"Yeah..." Dream laughed "It's the only colour you can see and I am not giving you gray flowers. Just don't crash whenever you see these."
George smiled "I'll try not to"

He let out a shaky breath before realizing what everything had become.

His life was a wreck.

He was colourblind, fought with everyone he loved, had all his money stolen, and had his virginity taken from him without permission.

He let words get to him, let people hurt him, and hurt himself.

The old days of skating and genuinely laughing were gone.

They weren't coming back.

He wanted to be happy again and knew there was only one way to feel it again.

He knew there was only one way to stop hurting himself and everyone around him.

George got up and walked to his desk before grabbing a piece of paper.

'This is what I have to do'

'This is the only way'

Words from the author - HELLOOOO! One more chapter everyone!!!!!!! I hope you guys have a good day!