Chapter 47

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Winter's POV:

--two hours later--

I woke with a stinging pain in the back of my head and a heavy feeling all across my body and wings.

"Took you long enough." Dream's voice said, my headache starting to get worse. I couldn't see anything, even with my eyes wide open. My jaws felt heavy and as I tried to speak, my voice was absent.

"Uh, uh, uh." Dream tutted. "Speaking isn't going to go well right now, Birdie." His voice felt like it was all around me and absolute.

"You're here to listen." His voice now came from a corner of the room.

"There are a few rules." Dream's voice moved around the room with each word, making my head spin like a top.

"You listen to me, no matter what."

"If I tell you to scream, you scream."

"If I tell you to cut off someone's head, you cut off their head."

His voice kept spinning around the room, my head felt like it was rolling.

"Speaking without permission will not get you anywhere."

"Adding onto that, if I ask you something, you will answer."

Dream's voice stopped spinning and all went silent in what I assume was a room, until the loud whoosh of a piston came from behind me, making me flinch.

"You are strong, don't forget that Birdie." Dream's voice was behind me and getting louder. I was one the floor, my arms shackled behind my back and my wings felt heavy and stuck, brushing against the floor.

A heavy pressure was felt on the middle of my back, right between my shoulder blades. Dream's foot pressed against my back, pushing me forward.

My head shot up, trying to yell out in pain but my voice was gone. Dream's hand shot to the back of my neck, holding my head up, pressing further into my back. My neck was burning with pain, my head being forcibly held up by Dream looking straight up to the ceiling.

"And that's why you're my weapon."

Dream stood straight, boot still on my back. He gave one last push, my knees sliding backwards and my heavy body thudding against the floor. Dream's heel dug into my back, making tears prick in my eyes.

"The last thing you need to remember is that;"

"You. Now. Belong. To. Me."

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listen, i know its short, but im trying. also winter is in for a load of shit >:)

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