Concrete Angel - dreamnotfound

8

TW: ED, Bulimia, Mention of Suicide (

i recommend doing a "future me?" 

The movie they had turned on was now over and the 4 boys were sitting on their phones. George did finish the pizza his friends made him eat, but he didn't have a problem with it, he was actually very hungry and Karl and Dream were just looking out for him.

He dismissed himself to the bathroom, and as he walked throughout Dream's house, he couldn't help but notice all the family portraits hanging on the walls. One particular picture did stand out to him and it was Dream, but with his little sister. The blonde's smile was wider than George had ever seen it before, to the boy so happy with his family, it made him smile.

But he soon came back to reality and took a virtual look at his family, he only had his father left. He never knew where his mother was. He asked his father one time where she was, and he beat him senseless. It's safe to say he hasn't asked again. His grandparents were never in his life, so his father was his only parent he had left, would you even call him a parent though?

He shut and locked the bathroom door and took a seat on the closed toilet bowl. His stomach had been bothering him ever since he ate that pizza. He tried washing his face to try and calm him down, he tried taking deep breaths, but nothing was working.

*He never thought in a million years, his bulimia would be more embarrassing until now. He was now on his knees in front of his friend's toilet about to force himself to throw up. He's done this multiple times before but every other time his father was dead asleep, so he could be as loud as he wanted, but his closest friends were in the same proximity as him, so he had to be quiet.

He started by sticking his middle and ring finger down his throat and pushing softly on his uvula and then adding a little bit of pressure. He accidentally gagged a little louder than he expected to and he got worried that someone may have heard him. After a couple minutes of just waiting, he thought no one had heard him. He went further back down his throat and he eventually got a little bit out. He laid his head on the toilet and stayed for a second before starting again.

"Where did George even go?" Karl asked. "He's been gone for ages."

"Uh, bathroom I believe. I'll go check on him." Dream looked up from his phone and got up. The closer he got to the bathroom, the louder the noises had gotten. The blonde was really confused by what he was hearing. He got up the stairs and he just heard George sighing and gasping for air. He tried opening it quietly, he was nervous George was doing something to harm himself. When it didn't open, he started to become a little shaky, Karl warned him that George can be very stubborn and he's hard to crack open.

"George, it's me Dream. Can you please open the door?" He asked, softly. He got nothing. He went straight for his room and grabbed a screwdriver to unlock the door. He quickly got back and twisted the door knob with the tool.

He opened the door to see a very tired, small and frail brunette laying his head on the toilet seat. He's dealt with this type of situation before, so he knew how to handle it. He made sure George was still breathing, and when he found his pulse he let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. He left the boy there and went downstairs in a quick motion to grab a glass of water.

"Is he alright? Do you need help?" Karl spoke up. Dream looked at him and he looked scared. He looked scared and worried for his friend.

"Karl, don't worry. Everything is fine." Dream assured him, and Karl nodded looking back down onto his phone. Dream looked a little further into the room and he saw Sapnap laying his head down in Karls lap on his phone. He took a mental note to ask his best friend about it later but he's dealing with something a little more important.