Tucked [DNF] RECREATED

Chapter 3 | Steady

I get up and head back to my bed. I see Dream is still asleep, and there's nothing on my calendar. I've got nothing to do today. I had been reliving myself for quite some time and I started resenting what I just did. I sigh and head to the kitchen. I might as well make myself breakfast to blow some steam.

When I sat down, I heard Dream shut the bedroom door. The dorms had 1 bedroom with 2 beds.. unless it was the girls dorms, but everyone had 1 bathroom. It's always located on the left side of the room, aka where Dream sleeps. When Dream walked around the corner to go into the kitchen, he stopped and stared at me.

"What?" I asked. I let out a small sigh.

"Why are you wearing my hoodie?" Dream giggled. I immediatly felt embarrased. I hadn't noticed it was his because it was just lying on the ground. I'd thought the smell just came from the room.

"Ah! Sorry, you can have it back. I didn't know it wasn't mine." I quickly begin to take it off. I hadn't had a shirt on underneath.

"No, no. Keep it." he says. That kinda hurt my pride. He's being friendly, although I thought he'd be a total ass because of his looks. I wanted to see that side of him, the asshole side.

Maybe right now while he is distracted. I might be able to fuck with him. He is doing what I saw him doing when we first met. Eating whilst looking at his phone. I let out a small laugh and when he turned around to look at where it came from, I flicked a plastic fork at his face. It definetly caught him by surprise.

"Ow.. what the hell?" Dream said picking the fork up off from the ground. He definetly got startled by this. I couldn't hold in my laughter and bursted out laughing. Moments later, he caught me by surprise. He was standing in front of me with the fork in his hand. "I'm going to fork you." he says, throwing the fork back at me.

"Haha! What the hell? Fork me?" I couldn't stop laughing at his comment. "What is that some kind of inside joke?!"

"Yes. Don't laugh at me." He says. He said it with a annoyed tone. I'm getting somewhere.

I roll my eyes and go back to the room. I quickly undress, grab clothes and run to the shower. I know he'd need to take one so I want to take one first. After taking a shower, I quickly brush my teeth and open the door. I see him standing there, putting his pants on and he's also shirtless. I looked away immediatly and sought out the first thing in my sight. A rubber ball. I'd gotten it from Tommy at one of the past parties. I threw it at him to tick him off. It got caught in his pants. This is going to be fun.

"Fucking stop." he says. Now he's mad. He turned around and now is looking at me with the ball. He looks ready to throw it back at me.

"Aww, what you gonna do?" I say in a girly voice.

"I know what you're trying to do, George. If you want to play that game, I'd be glad to join." he says. What? After he said that, he immediatly walked straight to me. He laughed when I started to back away from him. Seconds later, he was standing in front of me and I was against a wall. He hadn't even buttoned up his pants just yet. I could still see his underwear. "If you want to see me angry, I want to see you angry first."

"What are you talking ab-" I say as my words got cut off.

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He grabbed my neck to forbid me from running away. I was startled and you could see that I was. I desperatly tried to move his hand off my neck. He grabbed my neck just enough to make me not choke. I looked him in the eys.

"Let. Go. Of. Me." I say.

"No. Not until you say you're sorry. You got what you wanted, now it's time for what I want." Dream says.

"What do you want." I say, angrily. "You want to see me mad? Well you've done it so now let go."

"No, not mad. Pleasured." He says.

"What are you even talking ab-" I tried to speak again, but the same sentence got cut off.

He had put his thumb in my mouth with the same hand that was grabbing me. I bit down. He wasn't budging. I bit down harder and blood started to drip from my mouth.

"Gow Ges Gus Gleshor?! (How is this pleasure?!)" I tried to say. He was bleeding but didn't even flinch at his pain. I let go of his thumb and he pulled his finger out of my mouth. It was covered in blood and spit.

"Thanks. I got what I wanted." he said.

"What did you even want?!" I yell.

"I wanted to see you worried about me." He smiles.

I am so pissed off. I wasn't worried, I was concerned.. is that the same thing?.. whatever. I run and grab my small backpack that I usually take out with me when I don't have classes. I ran out of the dorm quickly. I still had the taste of blood in my mouth. It was disguting.

"George? Why are you running? It's the dorms, you're not supposed to run!" Someone behind me yells. This time is was a girls face. I looked over and my friend Niki was behind me. She had a few friends with her. I knew 3 of them. Minx and Puffy.

"Uh.. sorry. I was just.." think. "going for a jog?" I say trying to cover it up. I have never had a poker face so this was clearly a lie. I was trying to get away from the dorm. None of them believed me. The moment my dorm door began to open, I ran straight to a nearby shop that a few of my friends own.

Zak and Darryl. We call Darryl, Bad. It's his polar opposite and we find it funny. Zak is Skeppy, we also don't know why we nicknamed him this but it catches a vibe, you know? The bell dings as I enter the shop. It was more like a bakery. Bad steps out of back room.

"What's wrong? You only come here sweaty when something is up." He noticed right away. He always does.

"Yeah, I know." I say out of breath. I sit on the chair behind the counter. I calm myself down before speaking again. "I just need advice on how to fuck up someone's life, but also get away from them."

"Language. Hmm.. It's that's quite trickly, really. I've never really needed to do that. Ignoring may be an option."

"No, not really. I dorm with him. Although that was my idea, I wish I never did that." I say as Bad sighs.

"The new kid? Wilbur and Ranboo told me you were dorming with him." he says.

"Yeah.. Tell me what to do!" I say.

"Alright, alright. I can't help much, though." he says.

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Part end

-notes: ah- sorry i updated late. I got unintentionally sick yesterday. It was hard to get out of bed :/
also, is the scene okay? I want to make sure just in case I need to update it a bit. :]