Nightmare

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Au-This is dark/sad like i said in the bio i write sad/happy stuff depending on how i feel and stuff and i'm truly sorry for those that go through this.

Dream pov

It was a normal day at BGT Stephen was walking to the judges room to get as he was about to enter but stopped himself after hearing his name being said.

"No we only feel sorry for him"David said laughing "I mean who would want to be friends with him i mean we only keep him around for views"Dec snared.They were talking about him he knew David didn't like him very much but Dec his friend his brother.

"Oh give Stephen some credit"Alesha said.Maybe she didn't hate him he thought but of course he was wrong"He is funny but just down right annoying"she added.

He stood at his place behind the pillar listening to his so called friends and two brothers say rude things about him even though he knew they were right he was useless,annoying,stupid and worthless but it still hurt hearing them say this.

Stephen was done listening to them he didn't want to be near any of them especially Ant and Dec. They mean a lot to him and hearing them talk bad about him was like a knife plunging into his heart it made him want to curl up in a ball and cry.He needed to leave and as he was about to exit the building he heard his name being called by two people he really didn't want to see.

"Stephen wait up where are you going"Dec yelled,Stephen tried to get to the exit but a hand grabbed his shoulder"What"he hissed "Stevie what's wrong"Ant asked concerned well fake concern.

"What's wrong what's wrong well you should know"he yelled at them making some of the crew stare at them."What int he world are you talking about"Dec pushed "I heard you i heard you all i know what you think of me so i am LEAVING"He yelled the last part ignoring the crew and Ant and Dec as he pushed open the door to leave.

Stephen was so angry and hurt he didn't even realize he was home.He put the key in the lock turning it he knew what he wanted something he craved that he didn't do for a long time but he needed it.

He made is way upstairs to his bathroom looking for his razor he picked it up knowing how to take it apart something he never thought he would be doing again.Moving the blade in between his fingers thinking is he really about to do this after years.

Making his minds up he brought the blade to his arm letting the prickling pain go through his arm.He continued this until the pain in his chest went away.He was now left with red angry lines that still had blood coming out of them but he didn't care anymore.He just wanted to lay in his bed and sleep forever.

He stumbled into his room falling on his bed not minding the blood that was getting on his sheets and he just laid there.After a couple of minutes he started to cry then full on sob into his pillow.

End of dream

Stephen woke up with a start gasping for air to fill his lungs that seemed to be deflated he had tears running down his face thinking that the dream was real he checked his arms only seeing old scars."It's okay Stevie it wasn't real they love you and you didn't do it again"He told himself still not feeling okay or seemed to breath property.

He looked to the clock on his bedside table reading 3:42 he sunk back into his bed staring at the ceiling.He wondered if his dream was trying to tell him something the others did like him right.Did Ant and Dec feel the same way he feels or are they fake liking him.If that was the case he didn't know if he could stay away from old habits.

After having a fight with himself he started to feel sleepy and soon the darkness that awaits for him took him.   

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