Y/n POV
The night was one to remember for sure. It was crazy. Mark's friends were awesome. They were quite friendly and knew how to party. They also loved to drink a lot. Even though my stomach wasn't the best when it came to drinks, I had to get some too, in order to fit in. We spent the night at the bar, played poker and did a couple of rounds of karaoke. Jessy and Karl, Ron and Bob and Mark and me, teamed. Mark and I won every time. He was a good singer, what could I say.
As Mark was driving to my house, the two duos were being salty for being bad at karaoke and accused us of cheating. Yeah right, as if we'd do that.
"Byeeee!"
I yelled and laughed, looking behind me while walking.
" 'Night cootie…!" I heard a yell from Mark that became very distant as he started the engine and drove off.
What a lovely guy.
*
Hearing the door handle sound moving, I entered the house.
"Ah, what a night!
Dream's probably asleep." I was totally sure into the little blob being asleep but I was proven wrong later.
As I walked into the living room, the wide smile I had on my face got replaced by a frown of confusion and then my whole mouth going wide (again she with mouth wide open).
The whole room looked like it was ravaged by an angry horde, tornado and four burglars all together. Everything was broken.
Curtains and couches torn, pillows torn with fathers everywhere; the table turned over, vase with flowers broken and water spilled on the carpet; screen of the TV broken with a few cracks; all books on the floor including the shelves.
"What the- WhAt hAppEnED HERE?!" I gripped onto my scalp crying.
It was as if a thief rummaged through my house! I mean, did that actually happen?!
I ran into the house and was looking frantically around to see all the damage. I wanted to pass out. This was a nightmare. My drunk mind wasn't able to comprehend something like this. As I was racing through my mind to find the culprit behind the deed, a shining bolt of light landed on one person, one creature that I had left in charge of the house a few hours prior.
Growling his name at the top of my lungs, I stormed towards our bedroom with anger fuming out of my ears.
I bursted through the door and saw the blob, sprayed on the bed with a smile on his face,"sleeping".
Fucking little pretending thingy.
Stomping to the bed I took the sheets placed beneath the creature and tugged them with all force I had. It launched the blob straight on the floor. I didn't care.
As he "woke up", he responded to my aggressive behavior with a whine and a frown. How cute.
"What the fuck did you do with my fucking house!?!" I screamed, raising both my arms in the air.
"I tell you to be good and to not destroy anything and you do the exact opposite! After all kindness I gave over the past week, and even after saving you from becoming a meal, you fucking go and do me like this?! Why?! Whyyyyy! What the fuck did I do to deserve such treatment?! Why Dream? Why?! "
For the whole time Dream tried to open his mouth and say things but was getting interrupted and cut off by Y/n. It was one of those scenarios, when you wanted to defend yourself in front of your parents or teacher but failed miserably.
As he let out a little screech to try and explain, she cut him off once again.
"-Stop-stop. I don't want to fucking hear it. I can't… my head hurts so freaking much and I can't stand to listen to you right now." I raised my hands defensively, shaking my head in pain. Me raising my tone only worsened my headache.
Dream had a pout on his face and clearly a "I-regret-what-I've-done" expression. But this was the last straw.
"Get out." He glanced at me. I pointed towards the door, still pinching my nose.
"You're not sleeping with me anymore."
As soon as those words left my mouth, Dream started to panic. His expression one the one of pure horror as he started to scream and cry. He didn't plan for this to happen. He didn't think of the consequences. He was about to lose his safe place, his heaven, his love. He was about to experience one thing he was terrified of. Losing Y/n's love and affection.
I reached to grab him and yeet him out of my room but not without a fight. He was thrashing against me and with each step I took his voice rose for a few notes. His face was a mess, it looked like the face of a 5 year old who'd cried for hours on end with crocodile tears streaming down.
He realized he fucked up but too late. He should have taken another approach to the matter at hand, not throw a tantrum.
With one swift motion I threw him out like a cat, a few feet away from the door.
He landed with a thud and a quiet whine.
Sending him one last glance, I closed the door with a loud thud.
*
As I closed the door, I leaned against them and reached for my hair reflexively. I didn't like the fact that I treated him so harshly but he needed to learn and I had enough of it.
As I stood up to go to the bathroom and make myself up for bed, I heard crying behind the closed door with short bumping sounds on the door.
He'll get a concussion if he keeps doing that.
I turned to go but bit my tongue.
"Stop that. You'll get a concussion. Go and sleep in your bed."
"Aaaaahhheaaaaa haaa. " Great. Now he started crying even more.
Hearing him crying his soul out was breaking my heart, of course but I couldn't just back down from this. He destroyed everything downstairs. God, that's gonna cost so much to fix.
"Go. And please stop that."
And with that I went to the bathroom, wondering why he would even do such a thing.
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Wednesday, October 20, 2021
-1030 wordsA/N
Hi! It's been a minute since I last updated!
As some of you know me and my family got sick (probably covid). So I am really exhausted and all.
I wanted to put more emotion into this chapter and make it a lot longer but I just can't and idk how. I don't have the energy for that rn. Maybe later.
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