Mine

chapter 6

this chapter is going to be so big lmao bc it progresses the story >:)

George pov

I opened my eyes slowly and realized it was almost time to go, Dream told me we were going to meet some friends of his and I just nodded, I didn't have and appetite to eat anything and I just slept for most of the day.

Dream just let me be which was surprising, I wanted to tell him so bad but I couldn't bring myself to tell him, it hurt too much to think of Tommy. 

'George, let's go.' I heard Dream say and I nodded, sliding off the windowsill and walking over to him, letting him clip the collar onto me and lead me out the door, this was the first time in a while that I'm going outside again, I wasn't exited though, I didn't want to do anything. 

I followed him out the front door of the mansion and entered a black limo, I sat beside Dream in silence just like when we first met and I had the urge to climb in his lap again. 

I decided I should cheer him up a bit and climbed into his lap, leaning into his arms and enjoying the warmth radiating off of him. But lets be honest, I only did it because I craved the warmth and it reminded me of all the good times I've had with Tommy. 

I fell asleep after a while and woke up to Dream shaking me softly. I rubbed my eyes and purred, momentarily forgetting where I was before I remembered why I was here.

Dream seemed to tense up as soon as we got out the car and I looked around curiously, I was bored before but now I was intrigued, I needed a distraction to stop me from being depressed.

We were somewhere in the middle of the city and it was already almost 9 pm, the bright neon signs illuminating the dark streets and buildings, a small breeze blowing in the wind. It was a nice night.

'W-where are we?' I asked quietly, the first time I've spoken to Dream since breakfast. He took my hand firmly in his and lead me into what seemed to be a bar. 

'Stay close to me George.' Dream said before pushing open the door leading to the bar and loud music blasted out, ripping through the quiet air and making me wince and flatten my ears to my head.

Bright lights was shining around the room and a few people was dancing on the floor. I walked close to Dream as we weaved through the crowd and over to the bar, Dream sat down on one of the seats and pulled me into his lap, getting a drink from the bartender and taking a small sip. 

'Why are we here?' I whispered loudly over the deafening music into Dream's ear and he looked around before leaning in to whisper back.

'We're waiting for them to come then we can go somewhere quieter.' He said and I nodded, leaning into him for comfort and warmth. We waited for a while and Dream got me a cup of milk which I sipped on happily. 

'Dream.' I turned around in Dream's lap when I heard someone call his name. A black Belgian Sheepdog with blond hair and a white and green striped bucket hat tapped Dream's shoulder and he snapped his head towards him, his face turning dark as soon as soon as he saw the stranger. 

'Shall we go?' He said and Dream nodded, setting me on the ground and taking ahold of my hand and following him around the bar and into a separate room, the door thankfully blocking out most of the music. 

I saw a Schipperke with pink hair and a skull mask sitting on the couch crossed legs and one arm draped around the top of the couch. 

I self-consciously scooted closer to Dream as he sat down opposite of the two. I looked down at the ground before they could meet my eye and sighed quietly, my anxiety spiking through the roof.