Dreamnotfound fanfic(smutty)

Capture

(Warning: murder, rape, kidnapping)
George's POV
I called the police and they sent a negotiator. Skeppy and Bad encouraged me to stay inside, but I have to see Dream.

I stood at the gates awaiting the thug's arrival. Several police cars surrounded me along with personal bodyguards. Even with all this, it still doesn't feel safe. I don't know what more I could possibly do.

Then I saw it. A van, it was beaten to shit and the driver was terrible. They parked and got out, all of them had guns.
"What happened George?!" One of them yelled.
"Where's Dream?!" I yelled back.

They opened the van and pulled out Dream. He had a bag on his head and was tied up with his hands behind him. I wanted to run over there and help him, but I couldn't.
"Here's Dream, where's the money?" They asked.

The negotiator told everyone to put their weapons down. Our side did, not theirs.
"Show is his face!" The negotiator screamed.
"Why?! Not sure it's him?!" They yelled and cut his hands lose.

Two separate men grabbed his wrists and they held up his left hand. There was only four fingers on his hand.
"Please take the bag off!" The negotiator yelled.
"How about I take another finger off?!" The man yelled back.
"No!!" I screamed.

The man lowered his gun and took out a knife. He put it against Dream's hand. Everyone felt tense.
"At this rate they'll kill him." Skeppy said and sighed.
"We had a deal!!" The knife man yelled.

Bad pushed the negotiator away and grabbed his communications.
"Listen, we have the money!" Bad said. The other guys nodded.
"Okay, show us!" They demanded. I pulled out the check I wrote.

"Is it okay if I come there?!" Bad asked.
"Don't try anything!" They yelled.
"I won't! Could you lower your weapons so that I know you won't?!" Bad said. Finally they dropped their guns, but kept the blade at Dream's hand.

Bad took the check from me and walked over there with his hands in the air. I was shocked at how calm he could be in this situation. He showed them the check and took it back a couple of steps.

"Let him go." Bad said. They thought for a second.
"Can I speak to the King?" They asked. My eyes went wide. I don't want to speak to them, but I'll do anything if it means Dream doesn't suffer anymore.

"I'm coming over!" I yelled and Bad told me to stop.
"Why do need to see him?" Bad asked.
"None of your concern." They said and drew blood on Dream's hand.

Dream winced and coughed on something. I ran over to them and ignored everything else.
"Dream?" I asked and they backed up. I threw my hands up.

"What do you want?" I asked them.
"We want your buddy to go away." They said. I looked at Bad and Bad shook his head no.
"Bad please, it's Dream." I begged. Bad looked at me and sighed.
"Don't say I didn't tell you." He said and left.

Now it was me, face to face with the idiots who destroyed my life.
"Now what?" I asked.
"Give me your hand." The man with the knife demanded. I hesitated, but did it for Dream.

He grabbed my wrist gently and looked at my palm, then his grip tightened and he pulled me into a hold.
"Wait!" I yelled and some kind of fabric covered my mouth. I inhaled and it smelt like chloroform.

I struggled but it was useless, there's nothing I could do. Then the man turned to the other two.
"Shoot him." He ordered. I couldn't scream. I watched them push Dream into the street and put a bullet in his head.

The rampage that followed was a blur. I remember getting put in the van and getting tossed a lot. When I came to, I was still in the van.

I blinked and tried to rub my eyes, but both my wrists were cuffed to the van. I looked around and saw a couple of guys staring at me.
"Look who's up." The man said. It all came back to me.
"You killed him..." I said and looked away from them.

"Sure, you can believe that." They said. I looked at them again.
"What?" I asked. One of them smiled and got in my face. He was close enough I could feel his body heat.
"What if I told you, you can still save him?" He asked me.

"How?" I asked. The guys laughed.
"You've seen our movies." The guy said and pressed his lips against mine. I thought about pushing back, but then I reminded myself Dream is on the line.

He pulled back a bit.
"Wow, you're a bad kisser." He said and everyone laughed. It felt like I was back in private school, getting bullied for everything.
"Sorry." I said and they laughed harder. The guy picked my chin up.

"Don't worry my king, we can teach you." He said and went for my lips again. For some reason I wanted to prove them wrong. I kissed back this time and thought to myself if it's for Dream, then I'm technically kissing Dream.

He pulled back and nodded.
"That was a bit better, now how are you below the belt?" He asked. My eyes went wide.
"Guys, I've... please." I begged.
"What? Simple question." He said. The other guys ignored us completely.

"I've only really been with Dream." I said. He smiled.
"So this is all new then?" He asked. I nodded and felt tears starting to form.
"Please let me go." I begged. His hand came to my neck and I started freaking out.

"Wow, your struggle~" he said and bit his lip. I whipped my head around hoping to get his hand off me.
"I don't, like choking!" I yelled. His hand finally slid away and I calmed down slightly, but I still felt it.

He giggled at me and unzipped his pants.
"You're so cute when you're fighting me." He said. I glared at him and he bit his lip. He pulled his dick out of his pants and stroked it.

"Don't worry, we'll be there soon." He whispered. I closed my eyes and let it happen. For Dream.