A Dream? {reader x Dreamwastaken}

Chapter 8

I woke up after god knows when. I opened my eyes, the room was dark and I had to blink a few times before I could see where I was. I was in a small concrete room. It had no windows and no torches. In front of me was a wall with an iron door. Luckily a wooden table and chair were positioned on the left side of the room, with a clock hung up on the wall.

8pm

Was I out this long? Last thing I remember was it being about 12pm and it was raining. Then Dream... Shit. Yea. I just got practically sold to Dream. Why would Wilbur even think about that? I thought we became known to each other and who knows, maybe even friends to me. But it probably wasn't like that for him.

I decided to stand up and walk a little around the room, but as I tried to stand up a sharp pain in my lower leg made me sit back down on the cold floor and wince in pain. I glance at it, and as I thought I had gotten shot, probably to not run away.

Well what a great day. Do i at least get some medicine for it?

The arrow was still in my leg. And I decided that the best idea would probably be to take it out.

I tore a piece of my black shirt off, and took a deep breath.

"1."

I said to myself

"2."

This was gonna hurt

"3."

I took the arrow out as fast as I could and then quickly put pressure on it with the fabric of my shirt.

A tear almost shed from the pain I was feeling. I shut my eyes tight in hopes that the pain would go away soon.
"Holy shit this hurt more than I thought"

Of course I had never pulled out a whole arrow of my leg, who would be in the right mindset to even do that, me probably.

As the bleeding got lighter I tightly wrapped the fabric around my lower leg, just above the wound, so it can stop bleeding completely.

I now got an arrow to escape. How amazing.

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I have been sitting on the concrete floor for about 45 minutes now, trying to control the pain in my lower leg and stand up from the floor, to sit onto the chair. It was only 8:45pm but it felt as if it had been over 4 hours.

Then I remembered Elli. Holy cow its been 3 days in the Wilbur world since I last saw her. And I also slept, so that means that its irregular the time I shift, to the time I am in that world...
Thats so weird

A loud noise broke me out of my self conversation.

"Hey Y/N."
The familiar mans deep voice echoed through the 4 walls that reminded me I was a prisoner. It was all because of him, all because of him and only him. We were doing so well in the war. The anger in me slowly rose as I stood up for the first time today. My leg hurt as if it was going to fall off but the adrenaline in me ignored it.

I walked towards the man.

And stood in front of him for a second before I slapped him. The man hitched in pain but didn't curse, nor did it stop him from standing up to his last position again.