Not a Dream | DNF

10.

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Song recommendation: My blood- Ellie Goulding

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I got in the car and he just looked at me. Then he turned and started driving.
The car ride was silent for all I know, I messed up. He got angry because of me and then he had to take care of me because I was to drunk. I felt embarrassed to say the least. When we got to school we had first period English.

Great, this will be awkward!

We went to our seats and sat. Only seconds later our teacher entered. She told us that she planned to do a quizz and after who had finished could leave. She gave us the paper and I started working on it. I couldn't get Clay out of my head but I finished it. When I did I needed to clear my head.

I grabbed my stuff and bag and walked out of the classroom. I headed towards the school front door and once out, I went straight to the back. There I lit up a cigarette and started smoking and thinking about nothing and everything at the same time. I crouched and hugged my legs.

Why can't I just be normal and not have the urge to stop living? Why can I not find happiness? Of course at times I felt happy but that never lasts longer than an hour.

Seconds later I hear someone coming this way so I look up. I see a guy with brown hair and brown eyes. He had a baseball cap on and a jersey. He was shorter then Clay but still taller then me.

When he spotted me he jumped slightly.

"God, you scared the shit out of me."

"I can see that, you squeaked like a mouse which is hilarious."

"What?! I did not. Why are you even here?"

"I can ask you the same question?"

"Fair point. Anyways I am Sapnap. "

"Sapnap? Who would name there kid that?"

"It's a nickname, my name is Nick. But everybody calls me Sapnap."

"Well nice to meet you Sapnap, I am George. And well I came here to clear my head."

I inhale from the cigarette and exhale a puff of smoke. I see him looking at me.

"You want one?"

"Today I can use one. Thanks."

"No problem, also if you want to talk I have time. Even tho we just met you can just ramble out your whole life. Talking to strangers is easier."

"Lately it's been though you know with school, football games and family stuff. I feel like life is just taking a massive shit on my life and it's not fun."

"Well I should know, faith has been taking shit on my life for forever. But one thing I learned through it all is that at the end, everyone ends up six feet underground. Some earlier than other but that is the inevitable end of everyones life."

"It sounds like you don't mind the idea of ending underground soon. Do you not feel scared of what will happen after you die? Like maybe you are just stuck watching everyone you care about die after you. Or even the chance of just nothingness , you know?"

"Nobody knows what happens after you die. I just know that I feel like it can't be worse than life and that is the reason I feel that pain. I am just tired of feeling the same pain everyday."

"I get it man, if you ever need someone to talk to I ma here. Here, give me your phone. This is my number if you need it."

After he said that I felt someone coming so I looked behind Sapnap to see Clay looking extremely confused.

"Am I interrupting something?"

When Sapnap turned around to look at Clay I noticed a shock and smile appear on his face.

"Dream! Dude what happened to you? You didn't call me last night."

I snored out loud.

"Dream? Really? This just keeps getting better."

Dream looks between both of us.

"Wait do you two know each other?"

"We just met. But it seems like I might need to ask about Dream more."

Sapnap looked at Clay and then at me. He kept looking back and forth and then something clicked in his head.

"Wait. George are you the new student Dream hasn't shut up talking about?"

"Sap, shut it."

"Omg he is. This is why his name sounded so familiar. How could I forget? George this.. George that..George is just so amazing!"

Sapnap mocked while laughing his ass off.

Clay was as red as a tomato.

I just looked at him and smirked. He had been talking about me.

"Sap can I have a word with George?"

"Of course DreamyPooh! Call me later!"

Dream punched him playfully in his arm just when he was leaving.

"George we need to talk about what happened yesterday."

My smile dropped. This was not gonna be pleasant.

"Look I am sorry about yesterday. I shouldn't have said anything and you shouldn't be my babysitter. Sorry for texting you. And sorry if I did anything while drunk."

"No george don't be sorry! I am the one that should be saying sorry. I know that it is hard for you to eat and change that habit and I just got angry. Not at you, I took it out on you. I just don't like seeing the people I care about hurting and that broke my heart."

He cares? He really cares?