dream sits on a rock
in the forest
behind his house
it's no surprise
why he's crying.
his dad slashed him
with the belt
and now he's sitting here
trying to get away
from him.
he's hollering his name
from their back porch
he can hear it
but he won't return
he doesn't want
to return.
his forearms hurt
and so does his back
no matter how he sits
he's always
uncomfy.
just aimlessly crying
into his hands
hoping and pleading
his pain
would soon come to an end.
he's waiting for george
like he always does
but for some reason
he feels like
george
isn't coming today.
that was until,
he heard footsteps from behind some trees
and out in the distance.
he saw a figure
of a boy
running towards him.
he came closer
and closer,
dream noticed
how he had dark brunette hair.
george?
"GEORGE,
is that you?"
he shouts
from afar
as the figure runs faster
catching pace
and coming closer.
dream's chest rises
with excitement
with anticipation
and adrenaline.
the boy stops
right next to dream
but when dream
catches a glimpse of his eyes
and his features
he realizes
it's not george
and all of his excitement
fades.
"oh-
you're not my friend."
he speaks.
he seems
out of breath.
dream looks up
messing with a leaf
in his hand.
he recognizes
that accent.
this boy
also
has a british accent
just like george.
"and you're not george."
he looks back down.
the boy puts his hand
on his hip
tilting his head at dream
as he's curious
for answers.
dream notices
the paper boat
he held.
"george?
who's george?"
he questions.
messing with the little boat
made of paper
in his hands.
dream doesn't look up
instead he continues
to fidget with the orange leaf
spinning the stem
between his fingers.
"my friend."
the boy looks confused.
"are you playing hide and seek too?"
dream shrugs
still not looking
the boy in his eyes.
"something like that."
he smiles.
"that's so fun!
could you help me find my friend?
i don't know where he went
i've lost him."
dream forces a smile
crushing the leaf
in his hands.
"me too, kid."
the boy lifts a brow
"we can look together if you'd like."
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𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘦 ~ dnf
FanfictionHis favorite color. The color dream wears almost everyday, because it was the only one George could see properly. George is gone. He went missing a year ago and has since been announced as dead. But dream won't accept it. He knows deep in his heart...
