The Dream House Part Fifty Four
TW: Mentions of murder, talk about physical torture.
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Third POV
"Is he fucking yelling at Drista?" Tommy asked loudly, the feeling of worry overlapping his tone of voice.
"GET OUT, GO GO GO!" Dream clamoured, seeing Drista exit his room.
The two watched as Dream's sister walks down the stairs laughingly.
"Are you okay?" Tommy asked, softer than before.
"Yeah, I am." She answered, clearing her throat.
"Is Dream still streaming?" Wilbur confused.
"Um I think he's ending it right now."
"I'm gonna use the bathroom real quick." She added before she left the living room.
A few seconds later they notice Dream come downstairs and quickly start questioning him.
"What the fuck happened up there!?" Wilbur whisper-yelled.
"She tried to stab me with a fork." Dream responded, smiling as he walked closer to them.
"HAHA!" Tommy bursted out laughing.
After a day of fun, Sapnap and Quackity came home with Karl, still unaware of what was going on in his head.
It was in the middle of the night, some of them were asleep, some were awake for different reasons. Ranboo almost always never sleeps at night, his sleep schedules aren't the best. He'd be lucky to get at least 6 hours of sleep.
Karl, he couldn't sleep as he was stressed about multiple things. He cried softly, he didn't know what to do about Jimmy. How does he get that much money? Should he tell the others about this? What would they think of him?
Speak of the devil, Jimmy texted. He turned to his phone and sat upright at the edge of the bed.
Stupid fucking dumbass
How's the money quest going?
It's 3 in the fucking morning
And?
Does that mean you don't have it yet?
You gave me two days, why do I need to have it now?
So you don't have it.
I just wanted to remind you what I'd do if you don't give me the money
Yeah you'll kill me I know
Just don't come to this house when you
choose on doing so
No don't be stupid
Oh wait you are anyway
But I'm not killing you first
I'm going to your house, then I'll torture your friends in front of you
Then after you watch them suffer and die, I'll kill you.
Jimmy do not fucking come here
Kill me elsewhere don't hurt them
Why are you so worried anyway?
I won't do it if you get me my money.
Mhm
Admitting your loss, I like that
Makes you look pathetic
Fuck off I'm getting you the fucking money
He tried to act strong but deep down he knew he couldn't do anything. He slid down the floor as he whimpered. He cried and cried, until he saw footsteps out his door. It gave him memories of when Jimmy used to hurt him.
He heard a knock on his door. The knob twisted, but the door was lock.
"Karl, are you awake?" A voice whispered outside his door.
Karl couldn't make out who it was but he knew he had nothing to be afraid of. He got up and opened the door slowly. It was Ranboo who was outside.
"Ranboo?" Karl surprised.
"Can I come in?" Ranboo asked.
"Yeah, sure." Karl accepted, opening his door wider as he stood behind it.
"Is everything alright?" Ranboo asked, sitting on the bed.
"Yes, why are you awake?" Karl questioned, switching on the lights after closing the door.
"I couldn't sleep. Are you sure you're okay?"
"I'm fine. Why're you asking?"
"Well I could hear you... crying and it looks like you have been. I just wanted to check up on you."
"Thanks, Ranboo... but I'm fine."
Ranboo stayed quiet but he knew something was wrong.
"Well, I just want to remind you that I'm here for you. We all are, but not everyone can keep calm about certain things. I don't want to force you to say what's wrong if it takes you out your comfort zone but if you want to talk... about anything at all, I'll be here to listen. I know that whatever happened, you'll know what's right or wrong. Goodnight, Karl." Ranboo said in a gentle tone, then got up and headed to the door.
"Ranboo, wait." Karl stopped him.
"Hm?" Ranboo mumbled as he turned back.
"Can I um... I-I want to tell you." Karl stammered, he was scared and didn't know how to say it.
"Okay, now?" Ranboo asked.
"Oh, uh- No, it's okay. I can tell you tomorrow." Karl uttered, he didn't want to bother anyone.
"It's fine if you want to tell me now-"
"No, you're going to bed, it's fine."
"Karl, listen. You have a problem, I am not busy. Let's talk."
"We can do this tomorrow, you know."
"Do you want to tell me now?"
"Yes, but-"
"It's okay. Go ahead."
"I have to give Jimmy 280K by Tuesday or he'll kill us."
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