Dreamnotfound Smut(emotional)

Mom...

(Warning: mention of death)

Dream's POV
I felt whole. Like suddenly, my life has meaning. My family was growing, my heart grew with it. George has been defensive lately. He built up walls around his own family, so that was expected.
My mom let us have her room, she bunked with Scott.
George pulled me close as soon as I got into bed.
"Whatcha doin sexy?" George whispered in my ear.

"Well I was gonna sleep." I said and turned in his arms so that we were facing each other.
"I can't sleep. Put me to sleep." George said and I rolled my eyes.
"I'd do it if you weren't so loud." I whispered.
"Just gag me." George whispered and started grinding on me. I kicked my knee up and rest it between his legs. He moaned softly.
"You'll just scream through it like you always do. As much as I love to watch~" I moaned. He started grinding on my knee while burying his face in my neck. He sent vibrations so the sweet spot on my neck.
"I'll be quiet, I swear~" George moaned into my neck.
"Fine, but if the other two hear us I'm never listening to your begging again." I caved. George smiled and pulled his bottoms off, I did the same.

"Shirt on?" I asked.
"Sure whatever." George said and I rolled on top.
"Not a single noise." I said and put my finger over his lips, shushing him. He nodded. I smiled and lined up. He nodded again.
I thrusted in and started moving at a moderate pace. George winced but swallowed most of the noise. I covered his mouth with my hand. His eyes starred into mine, begging for more. I kissed his forehead softly as I started jerking him off as well.
He was drenched with sweat in minutes. His face was an embarrassing shade of red. I came inside him and he swallowed another moan. I leaned into his ear.
"That's good. Just stay quiet~" I say and continue to jerk him while still fully inside his ass.
He leaned back and breathed heavily until he gasped silently and came on his shirt. I pulled out but kept my hand on his mouth. He stopped breathing so heavily and I took my hand off. He smiled at me.
"Thank you." He whispered as he ditched his tainted shirt and put on his pants. I put on my pants and fell asleep with him.

The next morning I woke up first. I didn't hear anyone moving, so I got up quietly. I felt weird walking through the house like this. What could Mel be hiding? George doesn't trust her and I trust George. Although I hope he's wrong for once.
I went to the medicine cabinet. Not even Tylenol. She must be sober.
I checked the freezer, nothing but chicken and vegetables. I checked everything and everywhere, I found nothing. Maybe she did turn out okay. Then I saw an out of place shaving cream in the bathroom.
Who needs shaving cream on the toilet? I thought to myself. I picked it up and surely enough I opened it to see no shaving cream, but a ton of heroine. I took a breath.
Maybe this is Scott's? He doesn't want Mel to have it?
That's it. That's the explanation. I tell myself.

I walked out into the living room and sit down, thinking about the possibilities. A year ago, if you told me there's an entire shaving tin of heroine in the bathroom, things may have not been so chill.
Scott then walked out with a black eye and looked at me on the couch. I looked at his eye.
"Morning Scott." I said.
"Good morning. Don't worry about me, I just tripped getting out of bed." Scott said as he went to the kitchen. I sat on the counter and watched him. Does he even do heroine? I figured I would leave the drugs until everyone is out.
"Hey Scott, how did you know we were related?" I asked. He laughed.
"I always collected a small amount of everyone's hair back at the GH. I tested it with mine to see if we were related because I always wanted a big family. I would have told you sooner, but you always intimidated me." Scott said.
"Well, you have family now. So don't go doing anything stupid." I joked.
"Nah. I'm clean and sober as well. Two years." Scott said and my eyes widened.
"Hey Scott?" I asked.
"Yeah?" He responded.
"Why do you keep your shaving cream on the toilet, it seems weird." I said and Scott raised his eyebrows.
"I think that's Mel's, I don't grow hair enough to shave." Scott said and left the kitchen. I sat there on the island.

"Oh. There you are doll." I hear and look up to see Mel.
"Morning." I say and give her a dead expression.
"I'm gonna hop in the shower, you want next?" She asked.
"Are you gonna shave your legs today?" I asked.
"Well maybe... why?" Mel asked.
"I'm just asking because I think you left your shaving cream out." I said and Mel's eyes shot open. She grabbed my wrist and pulled me off the counter. Her grip was extremely strong and hurt my wrist. She locked us in the bathroom and turned to me.

"How long have you known?" She asked.
"Just found out this morning." I answered.
"Did you tell anyone?" She asked.
"Not yet." I responded. She smiled.
"Let me explain myself, Clay." She said.
"Explain what? That you're lying to everyone? That Scott got that black eye from you?" I started raising my voice. Mel's eyes widened.
"Clay. That's not.... did Scott say something to you?" She asked suddenly.
"He didn't have to. Are you even clean? Cause I don't think a shower will help you anymore." I argued. Mel punched me in the face. I heard a ringing as I tried to get up, blood filled my mouth and nose.
"What the fuck!" I yelled and Mel pinned me to the ground.
"I'm your mother! You don't talk to me like that!" Mel yelled at me and punched me again. I heard someone trying to desperately get the door open. I held back my tears.
"I never needed a mom! Fuck you!" I yelled. I then heard the door crash open just as Mel pulled her arm back. I readied myself for the impact but instead Mel got pulled off of me. She got dragged out by Scott. George came into the bathroom to see if I was fine.
"Don't leave Scott!" I yelled and George listened to me. I wiped the liquids from my face. I can't even tell what's blood and what's tears anymore. I stumbled to the living room to see Scott getting choked by Mel. George kicked her off and grabbed Scott, running away.
"Go to the car! Bring Scott!" I yelled and George obeyed. I stood between Mel and them. Mel smiled.
"My life was great before you! Both times!" Mel yelled and I felt my heart sink, I blinked hard then back up. She walked towards me.
"You ruined everything! I could have been your mom Clay!" Mel said.
"Fuck you mom." I said sternly and Mel sighed. She then stood still.
"Just go.... leave me alone again..." Mel said and started crying. I left feeling guilty.

I got to the car to see George in the front seat staring straight ahead at nothing. I got in the car and he didn't even move.
"Hey, where's Scott?" I asked.
"Back there." George said and didn't even turn his head.
I looked at Scott in the back seat, the position he's in wasn't comfortable. His eyes were closed and it looked like he was asleep.
"What's wrong with him?" I asked and George blinked very hard.
"He's dead." George said and tears started flowing down his face. I looked at Scott again as his lifeless body sat against the seat. This is my fault.