Friends or Enemies? |Dream x Reader|

Chapter 2 ~ You never asked.

~Y/n's POV~

It was another day to be alive. Not much to do, but life was good. Or at least, I thought. Last night was one of the longest nights ever. I couldn't sleep and neither could I stop crying. I rarely ever cry and when I do, it wasn't ever around anyone.

Just like yesterday, we go for our usual walk, grab some bread and all that stuff, going on about our day. Usually we'd be helping around the village during our free time, helping Mr. Arthur farm his carrots or reading books with Ms. Cordelia in her small cozy library.

From what the skies told me, it was now sunset. I was gonna leave, again. Usually, I'd leave around after sunset, but I wanted to be in the woods early. Dream was always first to arrive and I don't really know how much he has to wait for me.

So I ran. I ran with a torch in my hand and my hood up, until I reached that little spot in the forest, only us 2 knew about. I wasn't sure if he'd be here, seeing that I was kinda early, but it was worth a shot.

"Ohhhhh, Dream!" I sing out, hoping that maybe he was around.

A dark figure then falls from the trees, landing on both feet, walking towards me. "Y/n." The figure says. "Dream." I say, before we both pull down our hoods. It's like our way of greeting each other. What he doesn't know, was that this was going to be the last time.

"You're here." I say, surprised by the fact, he was here. "I'm always here." He says, as I plant the fiery torch into the ground. "Are you always this early?" I ask him. Again we've been best friends for years, but I never asked and now that I realize it, there were many things, I never got to ask him. And I don't think I ever will.

"I come here sunrise and leave after I walk you home." He said. No way, he's being serious. He doesn't stay here all day, does he? "Wait- What?" I ask surprised, as we both squat onto the ground in unison. "What do you do here all day?" I ask him again.

I can't believe he never told me. "Waiting for you and watching over your village." He said. I did feel really touched that one of the reasons he comes here so early, was because he looked forward to seeing me everyday. "My village?" I asked, confused.

"Let me show you something." He said, standing up. He pulls out his hand in front of me, which I gladly took, as he begins leading me to a nearby tree. He then begins climbing up, which I wasn't really sure why, but I followed him.

He sits on the highest branch and gestures me to sit next to him, which I do. "Look." He said, pointing to the horizon. I then see the village he was talking about. I see my village. I see my house, the church and the farms. I could see everything.

"I always see you and your brothers from here." He tells me. It was dark, but the fluorescent lights made it look beautiful. It made sense to be able to see the village from such a high vantage point, I just never thought of it. "I see you run towards here every 8pm too." He tells me, chuckling.

He told me he only watches the village, but to me, it was hard not to admire. "Wow... How come I never knew about this?" I ask him, still starring at the villagers, who were now running towards their houses, protecting themselves from zombies, skeletons and creepers.

"You never asked." He tells me, which filled me with regret. I wished, I asked him more. More about his day, what he sees, what he does. And not just the general things like his favorite type of weapon to use when fighting, but I wanted to ask more about what he loves.

"Is that why you always fall from the trees?" I ask, with a big grin on my face, trying to avoid the tears, I bite back. "Yeah, I guess." He said, rubbing the back of his neck, chuckling.

I look back at the village, admiring it some more, before I see a tall figure run out one of the houses. My house, to be exact. "Is that-" I ask, before he cuts me off. "Wilbur." He said. He knew about each citizen in the village, what the look like, how they act and what they do.

I take a closer look. "It looks like he's looking for someone." I tell him, before I then remember, what I came here for. I came to tell Dream, what Wilbur said last night. I shouldn't be here. I knew, I shouldn't, but I was.

How do I tell him though? Do I just say it straight up? I look over to Dream, to see him eyeing Wilbur, with a concentrated look on his face. "He's looking for you." He tells me, which scared me. Wilbur threatened to tell the others, if I went to visit Dream again.

I started to panic and began climbing down the tree. I didn't know what I was doing, but I knew this wasn't how I planned for it to go. "Where are you going? Are you alright?" Dream asks, as he begins following me down the tree. "I- I need to go." I say grabbing the torch off the ground.

I still didn't tell him and I wasn't sure if I should. I knew I'd feel guilty if I did, but I'd feel guilt if I didn't too. "Wait! Let me walk you home." He said, as I began to run.

He was now out of my view and I don't think he was following me. I began to run even faster, before I then arrive to the village. Everyone was in their houses, asleep, while Wilbur and I were the only ones outside.

"Y/n! Where were you?!" He whisper yelled being sure not to wake anyone up. I wanted to sneak into the house, but I knew that wasn't possible, there wasn't really a point. I'd get caught by Wilbur or the iron golems anyway. "I- I went to..." I try to find the correct words.

I wanted to lie, but I knew I couldn't. He probably already knew. He then grabbed my arm, dragging me into the house, with force. He closes the door shut, before turning to face me, with fury in his eyes. "What did I tell you about visiting Dream!?" He asks, in a loud scary tone.

"I- Please I just wanted to-" I try to explain, before I get cut off. "Trying to what?! Kill us all?!" He yells. That made me mad. But I wasn't showing any of it, instead I showed the opposite. I was scared. All I wanted to do was tell Dream, I would no longer be able to see him.

Neither was I able to tell him "Goodbye.". I left without telling him. "I- Please Wil... I'm sorry! I promise to never see him again, just please... Don't tell the others..." I plead, begging him not to tell the rest. I would be in big trouble if he did.

He stayed quiet and instead looked at me, with an angry look on his face. I felt my eyes tearing up, but I tried my best to hold it back. I could feel my heart pumping in my chest, as fear took over me. "Fine." Is all he said, before I direct myself into my room, where I see Tommy in bed asleep.

I climbed into bed and let my emotions take over. I've never felt so guilty in my life. I can't believe I chose myself over my best friend. I was mad. Mad at myself, I let this happen. I regret not telling him, when I knew I should. And I regret not knowing more about him.

He was the only person, I look forward to everyday. He's the person who knew me the most. He knew everything from my favorite color to my deepest darkest secret. Only 2 things he doesn't know. He doesn't know what I wanted to tell him earlier.

And neither does he know the feelings I have for him and him only. Special feelings, I never told anyone. I never let them leave my mouth and I promised myself to abide with that. They stayed within my thoughts and in my heart, which made me think from time to time if it was ever real.

It could be just a childhood crush or just a phase, but for him being my only friend, it didn't feel like it. I would've told him if I knew he felt the same. I would've told him about that funny feeling I'd get in my stomach when I was around him. I would've told him if I knew it wouldn't ruin the friendship we already have.

And I would've told him if I given myself the chance to.