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chapter 18

Tw: blood, coma, screaming, hospital, swearing

Pov: George

My alarm clock wasn't working today so I unfortunately was late for the first two lessons with Mr. Halo.

Now I was sitting in German class again. But now next to Dream because we had to work together on the project but to be honest I was kinda excited to sit next to him.

I liked him..

I mean yes he bullied me alot but without his friends, Dream was actually really friendly.

"So with what are we going to start?" I asked

"I think we should research a bit more I still don't know everything about our theme." The blonde answered to my asked question.

Did I really forget what we're writing about?? Gosh this was so awkward.

"Eh.. what did we want to write about again? I kinda forgot.."

Dream chuckelt?.. He was making fun of me...

"We wanted to write about the great L'manburg war? You know out of two Perspectives... don't you have your down writings?"

Shit I knew I forgot something important.

"No I don't.."

"Oh well."

He opened the laptop infront of us  and started to log in.

Right as he hit enter a YouTube chanel popped up.

'TheAmazing4'

"Wha-?.."

He pressed close with the speed of a rocked.

What was that.. 'TheAmazing4'? I had to check it out later.

"Just ignore tha-..."

BANG

The boy next to me was on the floor. A small puddle of blood was forming underneath him.

His belly and hips were showing and everyone could see deep cuts and some glass pieces sticking out of the open wounds.

WHAT THE HELL?!

The whole class was freaking out.

Nick and Alex rushed over to there friend.

"CALL AN AMBULANCE YOU FUCKING BITCH!"

Nick screamed at me.

But I didn't mind and did what he said. Just 5 minutes later red and blue lights filled the small class room.

The class was dismissed and Dream was in the hospital.

Nick was with him and the other two of his friends were God knows where.

I was sitting on a parking bench with the bomb x drugs trio.. well now we were 4 so technically we would be named the bomb x drugs quartet? Nah that sounded stupid..
Just bomb x drugs trio +the Loser George...

"Do you know what happened to him?"
My thoughts got ripped apart by Velvets voice.

"No clue.." I wish I would know something..

"Fucking lier."

A voice called me from behind..

As I turned around I saw a Mexican boy...

Alexis.

" I saw you walking with Dream and having 'fun'. What did you do to him??!"

He wanted to attak me but was held back by the man behind him.

"Stop it Alex we both know it was his dad.."

"YEAH BUT HE'S THE REASON DREAM TOOK TO LANG TO GET HOME AND-.."

"STOP IT GOD DAMN!! OUR BEST FRIEND IS IN THE GOD FOR SAKEN HOSPITAL WITH DEADLY WOUNDS AND ALL YOU DO IS PICKING FIGHTS??!!" Karl's loud voice screamed.

Alex stopped and looked at the floor with guilt and pitty and his eyes turned a light red..

"I'm sorry. I just can't believe he would go that far and put Dream into a serious
situation.. what's with Tubbo is he ok at least?" Tears were running over his face.

"I think so, Dream didn't seem like something was wrong and he didn't tell us anything too so.."

I stopped listening.

Dream said that his dad wasn't there.. and what was with his mother? Didn't she do something? Or...

Pov: Clay

The ringing in my ears stopped and the nothingness took over. I heard screams, my class freaking out.

"CALL AN AMBULANCE YOU FUCKING BITCH!"

That was Alexs' voice.. what happened?

I wanted do stand up but my limbs wouldn't move and so I just layed there, on the cold ground searching for help that wasn't available.. and then it was.
Because I heard an ambulance coming our way.

And a minute later the help I searched for was there, putting me on a hospital bed.

I woke up around 5 hours later, atleast that what the doctors told me.

It felt more like 5 days to be honest.

Sap was at my side for the first around 2 hours then he was send away to give me some rest but I could hear him cry the whole time.

And now, 48 hours, or two days later I stepped outside the hospital where I got hit by a snowball two days ago, which let up to me having one of my best afternoon walks with a boy that now won't leave my head.