Chapter 9

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TW-DEATH AND GUNS

They sat down and watched a movie together, now that George's time was near ending, Dream had to make it look like he was gonna miss George and that he loved him. He did love him, and he was going to miss him though. From the start, Sapnap had always had a plan to kill George when he came to Florida, he told Dream about it, Dream said he was crazy, and Sapnap had threatened him that if he didn't follow through with it, he would kill him too. Dream didn't really want to hurt George, he didn't exactly want to be his "boyfriend" either. He certainly hated to see him get hurt, he loved him, not in a romantic way, but in a friend way. He thought this plan had gone way too far, Karl was gone, which Sapnap told him would happen, he just didn't think it would be that soon. Now Alex was gone too, and he really didn't want to follow through with this. He knew if he ran, Sapnap would find him and probably kill him.

They soon finished watching the movie, Dream had tears running down his face, he looked at his watch, 9:25. He cried harder. Quietly though, as to not wake George who fell asleep on his shoulder. Dream looked at his face and wondered why he was doing this, who was he doing this for? He had to, that's the only thing he knew. He gently shook George awake and looked at him with tears in his eyes. He thought for a moment, hesitated, then decided he had too.

Dream took George's arm and brought him upstairs. "Dream? What are you doing?" Dream brought him into George's room. He sat them both on the bed and turned to George. He cupped his face in his hands and kissed him passionately. "I love you George." They pulled away, "What was that for?" "N-nothing I just- I love you." Dream looked down at his watch. 9:27pm. It was nearly time, he had three minutes to get ready. He opened the blinds of the room and opened the window, as to not make too much noise. The plan was faulty, but it was the only way he couldn't be the one to kill George. "Dream? What are you doing?" "Um, George, come here." George stood up in front of the window, facing Dream who was holding his hands between them. "George, I love you." "I love you too, but I feel like there's something you're not telling me, is there?" "n-no, I mean, yes, but I can't tell you." Dream kissed George on the cheek. Dream's phone started ringing in his back pocket. He held both of George's hands in his one hand while he answered the phone with his other. "Who is it?" George asked. "It's Nick," he was right on time too. It was exactly 9:30. "Well what does he want?" "I'm sorry George." "Clay?" A tear rolled down Dream's cheek, "Close your eyes George." "What?" "Just close your eyes." George closed his eyes, "I'm sorry, I love you." Dream put the phone back up to his ear, he spoke to Sapnap, "shoot."

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George had his eyes closed still, in front of the window from a few hundred feet away, sat Sapnap, he was hiding behind the bushes of Dream's neighbors. Dream dropped his phone on the ground right on time with the sound of the gunshot. It was almost as if the bullet was flying through the air in slow motion, it went through the gaps in the branches of the tree outside the window of George's bedroom. It slid through the large gap in the window where it was open. Into the room, a small sound flew through the air as the bullet entered the room. It arrived at it's last destination, right through George's head. It didn't only seem to hit George, but Dream as well, it didn't physically hit him, just hurt his heart. George fell to the ground in sync with Dream. He put his head on his chest and cried, "george, why, i loved you, why did i do this." He cried on his chest for a while until Sapnap said over the phone, "C'mon Clay, you knew this was coming, it's done, let's go, I have the gasoline laid out around the perimeter, I have to light it." Sapnap did feel a little sympathetic for Dream, but knew this had to happen. Dream stood up in front of the window, and spotted Sapnap across the road behind the bush.

"Shoot me," he whispered, Sapnap heard this over the phone. 'Shoot me nick." "That wasn't part of the plan Clay." "SHOOT ME!" Sapnap pointed the gun up and aimed for Dream. "Really Clay?" "yes." The truth is, he couldn't live without George. "If you don't, I'll do it myself." Sapnap shot. The bullet flew through the air and hit Dream right in the chest. He was holding George's hand as he fell to the ground with a thump. Sapnap walked across the street and threw the lighter on the rim of gasoline around the house. It quickly lit on fire and spread. He ran away, just like he did with everything else hard in life. his girlfriend, his friends, his family. Everything.

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Sapnap k*lled George then dream told him to k*ll him too and he did, he then lit a fire around their house and ran away. 

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Dream and George lay with their hands still intertwined on the bedroom floor, dried tears on both of their faces. Together. They were together, it wasn't a question anymore. They belonged together, they were meant to be together. And they were. It wasn't a question, they loved each other they both wanted more, more time together, more of a relationship and more love. They hadn't gotten it, but everyone knew it to be true: Dream and George, two complete opposites, other than a love for Minecraft and each other, they shared nothing. The height difference was large between them, George had brown hair, Dream, blonde. They had different eyes but they were together nonetheless. All that mattered was that they loved each other, even with the fire slowly inching closer and singeing their skin, it didn't matter, they were together, and it would stay like that forever...

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