He ran.
He did not know where but he kept running, it seemed like he was going in circles. He did not want to look back, He knew he was close. Every step that he came closer, The more stamina he was losing. His feet ached badly, he wanted to give out. He couldn't deal with this pain anymore. He finally gave in, took a deep breath and waited for this fate to be sealed and wrapped in a bow. It all went dark, The pain slowly wiped away from his fragile body. It seems he was in a deep slumber that he couldn't wake up from.
"It's not your time yet, Go on, Max. Every story has a good ending"
He woke up, in a sweat. Covered in scars and dried blood. The boy looked at his surroundings, It was a dark wet cave, filled with broken glass but had some home supplies like a mattress he is on currently, lamp, and a closet. He has been here before, multiple times. Stayed here and could never get out, He looked at the entrance of the door and stood there was Dream. The person he least wanted to see ever at the time, "Good morning, handsome."
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Green apples; Dsmp fanmade story
FanfictionTW!! warning viewer discretion is advised. This story contains descriptions of self harm, abusive relationships, manipulative behaviors, and all those things like that. Please click away if you or a member close with you is sensitive to these topics...
