Murderer in love

chapter 8 o_O

"hey, you should borrow my clothes more often, they look good on you"

George slowly puts his arms down and quickly turns around to see Dream standing there leaning against the door way with his hands crossed.

"oh come on now George, you really trying to escape."

"OBVIOUSLY I AM, YOU SAID YOUR GONNA KILL ME"

"HEY, don't you dare speak to me that way" dream said in a sharp voice while walking over to George and picking him up by his legs.

"PUT ME DOWN"

"you don't have a say in this situation"


dream carried George all the way back down to the basement and tied him back up.
"you know George I really thought I could trust you, I guess I was wrong, no one should trust you." dream said while doing up the ropes a lot harder than before.

"ow that hurts" 

"yeah and you deserve that to" 

Dream came over and hovered over George his hands on either side of the chair, George could see in dreams face how dead it looked and how little affect this had on him, it was blank face 

(haha Taylor swift song ahhahahahahahaha sorry anywayssss)
(just searched it up its actually black space but anywayssss)

George was terrified of dreams reaction, George almost thought that in the moment Dream was going to kill him, George's wrists felt like they were on fire from the amount of rubbing against his skin the rope was doing. 

George slowly closed his eyes and tried to calm his heartbeat thinking that if this was his last moments he didn't want to have to look at Dreams miserable face. 

George heard a loud sigh coming from Dream, he slowly opened his eyes to see Dream backing away and walking up the stairs.
"bye george, ill come get you tomorrow"

Dream left george there, all alone in the basement with nothing.
George felt more alone than he ever had in his entire life, more alone than when his mum first died, more alone that anything he'd ever been through.

he had no one left but himself and he was losing hope in that to.

Dream had left george there, he went back up the stairs and into the lounge room he was previously in, after seeing George's face when he was above him, it really made him feel sorry about what he was doing.
For the first time ever, he felt sorry about wanting to murder someone, something was different about George and he had a sort of effect of dream that no ones ever done to him before.

Dreams thoughts continued to race about everything that had been happening, he started feeling horrible for all the terrible things he had done to George, he wished he could of gone back in time and made it all right, make it so he never had kidnapped George or done anything wrong.

"what the fuck have i done" dream said to himself being laying back down on the couch exhausted from thinking so much.

after about 10mins of just staring at the ceiling he finally fell asleep.

George was still alone in the basement, just thinking about everything he had done in his life, because he knew that dream had everything he needed to know, he had all the information about the case and George had tried everything to escape this place and nothing had worked.

George felt hopeless knowing he would never leave here alive and angry at himself that he hadnt tried harder to fight dream after he got caught trying to escape.

He kept thinking, 'what if I did this differently' 'what if I had said this instead' 'would it of made a difference' George was blaming everything that had happened on himself.
If only he had done one thing differently it could all of been different, maybe his mum would still of been alive, maybe he wouldn't be in this current situation. 

george finally after continues tries to escape and the horrible feeling of the rope burn on his wrists, he fell asleep. 

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the next morning, or at least george thought it was morning, george had woken up to once again the empty room with the single lit candle, although this time there was no man in the corner watching over him, which made George feel a whole lot more lonelier than before.
Even though dream kidnapped george, dream made him feel less alone and made it so he at least had someone to keep him company.

If it were under different circumstances george would even say dream could probably of been his best friend and a great company, he did have really nice hair.

George snapped out of his thoughts trying to keep focused, dreams kidnapped you, you can like someone who has kidnapped you its not right, but his clothes do smell nice to. 

(this reminds me of the *dramatic music* dream is a fraud, he's manipulating you, he's manipulating your family, he's burning the crops, he kidnapped..... ~you~" anyways)

before george could even tell himself off for thinking such things, his thoughts were cut off as he heard the loud creak that comes from the top of the stairs every time someone opens the door, George was terrified about what was about to happen.
But deep down for some reason he was happy to see dream again, happy that he got to see his face.

But all in all, fear overpowers every emotion, and George started panicking, his hands all became sweaty and he couldn't breath properly, he felt his chest closing in on his like his lungs were turning into small raisins and weren't letting him take in any more air.

George started calming himself down trying to convince himself that nothing bad was going to happen. 

"hey there george" dream said in a sort of quiet yet oddly calming voice, which actually helped george calm down.
dream started walking down the stairs before finally getting to the bottom of the steps and picking up the chair he was sitting in the other day.
He bought the chair over and in front of george so that they were facing each other head on.

there was a lot of silence between the 2 men. A lot of unsaid emotions and thoughts.
george was trying to read dreams face to figure out what was going on, but dream was really good at keeping a poker face, leaving no trace of emotion on his face.
But under all that he was guilty and regretful of everything that had happened.

They both stayed there for about what felt like hours staring into each others eyes. before dream said the first thing in a while

"I'm letting you go."

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DUN DUN DUNNNNNNNN
I love doing that

anyways pfthaha um I finished this on the 19th of October around 9:15pm, I will probably be posting this on the 21st seeing as I posted chapter 7 just today, I will now continue writing chapter 9 and that one will then probably hopefully be out by 23rd, I want to try and get into a schedule of realising chapters. anyways

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