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Your enough~ ☹︎

TW: suicidal thoughts, cutting, blood, panic, depression, angst (☹︎)

I felt like writing something sad idk, skip over this chapter if you don't like sad stories, (ends happy tho) ☹️

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Dreams POV:

I haven't left my room in weeks, ever since me and George broke up I haven't showered, eaten all meals, my room was a mess.. I knew it was for the best but I just missed him so much

*knock knock*

"Hey Man... you haven't left your room in 3 weeks can I get you something?"

"No leave me alone snapnap" I roll over facing the wall trying not to have another break down covering my head with my blanket sighing

"Hey... I get it ever since George left it's been hard but you need to at least shower and eat."

"No"

"Dream come on.. how about this?.. everyday we do something to clean up"

"Fine if it make you leave me the fuck alone sure"

"Okay go shower for today then you can go back to your den"

"I don't want to do that"

"I don't care you have to take care of yourself"

"Whatever leave so I can"

*click*

I heard the door close as I flipped back over staring at my ceiling whispering to myself

"I know you can't hear me George but god I miss you so much"

I flipped my blankets off of me ,standing up walking over the mounds of clothes on my floor to the bathroom looking in the mirror... my eyes where red and baggy, my hair looked miserable, and I smelt so bad.

I turn away from the mirror opening the sliding door to turn on the water, twisting the handle water comes out of the shower head, I wait for it to get warm once it got to that point I locked the door and stripped my clothes off as I stepped into the shower letting the water run down my chest leaning my head back into the water more.

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George's POV:

Another day.. alone and to be left with my thoughts... no one to cuddle, hug, kiss, or tell them how much you love them... just me and myself..

Me and Dream had broken up for a month and 2 weeks now.. everything was so different so dark.. life felt meaningless, Dream was my home... these past few weeks I had been really thinking about him... my room mate actually started to care after he found out I had been cutting myself...

~~~~ 2 weeks ago

I found a glass in my room that had been used for water, it was empty so I smashed it into my table out of rage, I broke down crying on my floor glass shattered around me I picked up a piece of glass that had been on the floor as I cut my hand from my finger to the wrist screaming in pain but at this point nothing could get worse right?

"PLEASE DREAM I LOVE YOU" I screamed as I threw the piece of bloody glass in the floor passing out on the floor moments later

~~~~ back to present

I looked down at my arm which had multiple cuts/ and scares from harming myself.. "god Dream I miss you, only if you missed me two.."

I look back up to grab my phone hopping there was a notification from Dream. Nothing.