Set ones Heart on Revenge <DNF>

Chapter #14 (𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎)

•George POV•

The door squeaked as I closed the door behind me, setting it closed before walking down the hall. I made the short journey to my somewhat-messy room.

As I entered the room, I quickly sat down in the office chair in front of my desk and began to think.

"This is what I wanted for years...so why am I not content?" I asked myself out-loud, sighing in annoyance.

I opened the desk draw and pulled out my thoughts journal, flipping to the next clean page and putting the date at the top.

Journal Entry #404

Well, a lot happened today...

First- My father said he was proud of me

Second- I have been put second in line

Three- Wilbur has been diagnosed with Bipolar disorder

Not to mention that the other day, I kinda went on a date with Dream. My father was proud of me for that too.

I have everything I've ever wanted, my dad being proud of me, having the chance to be the boss, my dads love, being better than Wilbur at something, and a possible boyfriend. So why?

Why do I not feel content...

I set my pencil down on the desk before closing my journal back up. I sighed as I leaned back in my chair.

"Maybe Dream will know what to do?" I decided to try and ask Dream his opinion. I clicked on his contact.

"Hello Georgie, how are you doing?" I felt a smile come across my face just like any other time I talked to the blond man.

"Hey Dream, I'm good. How are you doing?"

"Busy. My clans working on a, hopefully, new business deal. They are kinda being bitches about it but it is a seemingly good company to partner with."
I hummed in understanding.

"Anything with you, George? Any deals with your dad or training?" Dream asked. He was good at keeping conversations, guess after being in so many meetings.

"Uh- training wasn't as long but it's goin' good. My endurance isn't the best though-" We both laughed a bit. "Any deals? Not that I am aware of." I took a deep breath.

"I Uhm- well, sometime happened earlier today..." I began. Dream shuffled around for a few seconds before it suddenly stopped.

"Oh yeah? Happened happened?" Dreams tone told me that he seemed interested to know, so I continued.

"Uh- well...a few things happened. One, my father said he was proud of me. Two, I am next in line if something happens to my father. Three, my brother has bipolar disorder now. Four-" Dream cut me off.

"Hold on a second! That's a lot happening. First, congrats on getting your fathers love. Second, congrats on leveling up. Third, oof for your brother."

"I feel like somethings missing from my life, yet I have everything that I have always wanted...Have you ever left like that?"

Dream hummed. "As a kid, I always wanted to take on the role as Mafia Boss...at eighteen, I did. My father was uh- killed, as you know, and I was next in line."

The conversation grew quiet most likely due to the fact that my father killed his father, leaving Dream and his siblings basically orphans.

"Well, if you're asking for my advice-" Dream began, "Being a Mafia Boss means playing dirty. It ain't sunshine and rainbows around here. It's a lot of work. You have to keep your members loyal too. I nodded as he kept talking, silently making mental notes.

"Thanks for the advice, I guess..."

"I guess? Is something else bothering you, Georgie?" I hummed sadly.

"Somethings missing...but I don't know what."

"Is it me?" Dream chuckled as his own remark.

I scoffed. "Shut up!" I paused for a moment before continuing, "I-I don't know though. I mean, I do miss you-"

"I miss you too, George," Dream spoke softly, like I'd break if he spoke to harshly.

My bedroom door creaked open, my father walking in. "Hey son- oh, is that your boyfriend?" He asked me as he noticed I was calling someone. I blushed.

"Dad!" I whined, covering my face with my hands. Dream chuckled.

"Yeah, I am his boyfriend. It's nice to meet you Mr." Dream greeted politely.

"It's nice to meet you too. Hopefully I can meet in person soon?" My father suggests.

"Yeah of course!" Dream agreed. "George is a blushing mess isn't he?"

"Yep, that he is." Dream started wheezing.

"Son, are you dating a tea kettle?" My father jokingly whispered in my ear. I just shook in head in disbelief, not being able to help the smile that came across my face.

"Alright, we'll ill leave you alone now. I just wanted to say that whenever your hungry, son, feel free to grab some dinner!" I nodded. My father exited the room.

"You guys seem to be getting along better..." Dream said like it wasn't obvious at all. I scoffed.

"Yeah, ever since I was dating someone!" I retorted back playfully.

"-me," Dream cut in.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever," I said, pretending I wasn't a total blushing mess. Dream cleared his throat.

"Uhm- G-George?"

"Yeah, what is it?" I asked, listening intently.

"Uh- w-will you actually b-be my b-boyfriend though?"

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