Tired. (Oneshot, Dream)

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TRIGGER WARNING.
Kidnapping
Mentions of Su!c!d3
'Giving up' (Stockholm Syndrome)
Mentions of Drugging (?)
Forced Affection
Mentions of Being locked away

IF YOUR NOT COMFY W/ THESE THINGS DONT READ THIS ONESHOT.
And if you have recommendations tell me<3




I am so tired. Of everything. Just sitting in this room is becoming unbearable. Just hearing his words make me want to claw my ears off. Hearing his name just terrifies the hell out of my itself. Why did it have to be me. Why did a fuckong physcopath have to fall in love with ME. And right before I was going to give up. I mean. It's not like he stopped those feeling he just tried to 'keep them away.' As he's said.

And that's kind of what got me here. The last time I tried to attempt was cut off quickly by him. Dream never seemed to let me even try to skip out on one meal. Afraid that I would dissapear if one thing went wrong.

I just wanted to cry.

I just wanted to be with my friends again.

I just wanted to be finally happy.

But he took that away from me. He robbed me of all the sanity and all hope I once had. Just for him to be happy.

That's what happened. That's all my thoughts decided to say.

Everything is just so frustrating- my wrists hurt, my eyes hurt- my head hurt.

And that's when he entered the room. The sorrowful room I was stuck in.

"Hi love! I just wanted to check on you and bring you something to eat." He said, which honestly just caused the barrier to break.

I shoved my head into a pillow and pulled a blanket over me- not even looking towards him as I sobbed into the pillow.

He made a small disappointed sound, shuffling closer to the bed and sitting next to me.

Yes, I may have tried to scoot a bit away but it was no use. He pulled me onto him and gently cood into my ear.

"Darling.. what's wrong? Nothing happened while I was gone.. right?" His voice seemed to grow a bit tense at the end of the sentence, making it seem like he was upset at me.

Frustrated, I ignored him. Trying to get out of his hands and lay back down, causing a small growl to emit from his chest.

"Don't do that." He seemed more then upset then-

No.. nonono.. it's so dark- "Please! Please l-let me out I'm so sorry!-" My voice pleaded inside of the small cell. My heart rate picked up faster, causing it to become difficult to breath. "C-LAY— P-LEASE!-" I sobbed out breathlessly. I pressed myself into the door as far as I could, I really didn't want to be in here. It was so hard to focus on anything with blurry eyes due to the tears yet I still tried. And this all happened because I ignored his attempts of affection. I don't like physical touch but he just seems to ignore that and continue to try.

And so I let him hold me.

He held me a little tighter, "I knew you'd finally come around.." the smirk in his voice apparent.

"I'm sorry.." I said, my voice being raspy and sounding 'strained'.

"Hm... if you were really sorry you'd finally give up.." He sounded a little amused while saying that.

I hated this. I hated him. I hated all of this. I hated all of his 'love'. It just made me want to die.

"I've givin up.." It was slowly getting harder to breath now, with the weight of his arms on me.. I was so unbelievably tired.

"Hm? How so?" Hid head tilted to the side a bit, looking down at me in his arms.

I'm so tired.. I just want to be free.

I wrapped my arms around him and he let out a small noise of surprise.

"There you are..."

He lifted me to look at him, his smile faltering for a small moment.

"Darling... you look exhausted." He said more as a casual thing then a question. And before I knew it I felt a slight pain at the back of my neck, making me panic.

"Shhh... it'll help you sleep... calm down.. it— Kay.. ight."

I felt a gentle touch on my forehead before my hole reluctantly relaxed, my mind going along with that.

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