royal amnesia | dreamnotfound

17- torture

"who do you really love george?" quackity shoves dream into the floor with his foot.

i grimace at the violence. "i don't know..." i mutter.

"so you're telling me you don't love dream?"

dream glances at me. i look at him.

these past days of guilt, conflict, and confusion have been plaguing my mind. how do i know i love dream? especially after what quackity has told me.

can i ever love dream the way that he loves me?

quackity catches my hesitance. "i knew it," he grins.

he tugs dream backwards by his hair. dream grunts.

"i knew you didn't love him. you don't love dream."

quackity cackles as he jerks dream to his feet only to kick him down. "do you hear that dream? george never loved you."

i watch in horror as quackity pulls something from his pocket and throws it at dream. a dust falls onto dream. quackity steps back, cuffing his sleeves at his elbows and jerking his hands out toward dream.

dream looks up at quackity. "please don't," he mutters.

quackity makes a gesture and dream is flung backwards.

"wait, stop. what are you doing?" i finally find my voice.

quackity ignores me. dream slides backward and hits the broken throne.

he yells in pain.

"stop!" i shout. i couldn't watch this.

quackity just chuckles as he pushes dream upwards with his magic hands and watches him fall.

dream lands on his feet and collapses to his knees.

"please stop," i plead, tugging on my chained hands. tears come to my eyes as i watch dream get dragged across the floor, hands bound by a chain. his shirt is torn and bloodied. he hits the wall with a loud crack.

dream screams in pain, gritting his teeth.

"quackity stop!"

quackity pauses at the sound of his name. he slowly looks over his shoulder at me. tears stream down my face. my fists are clenched.

"why should i?" he asks, pulling dream closer to me. "look at him. you don't love him."

i look at dream. his green eyes are dim when his gaze meets mine. he grits his teeth. blood drips from the tear in his shirt. his shoulder looks out of place, probably dislocated.

"i'm sorry i wasn't enough for you george," dream mutters.

my eyes widen, heart pounding, tears leaking down my cheeks. i tug on my restraints as quackity drags dream away from me.

"dream..."

quackity sits him at the battered and broken throne. "now for the final touches." he swipes his hands clean and his magical grip on dream disperses. he flings his hand out, revealing long red claws.

"what are you doing, quackity?" my voice quivers as he steps closer to dream.

his clawed hand gets closer and closer to dream. my heart throbs in my chest.

"quackity stop."

step. step. step.

"don't hurt him!"

his hand raises up. "you already have. i'm finishing what you started." 

his hand comes down quick, swiping across dreams cheek. the three thin lines draw blood.

"stop it! stop hurting him!"

i'm screaming at this point. my vision is blurry from my tears. i sob.

quackity pulls his clawed hand to dreams chest.

"don't touch him! get away from him."

quackity turns in my direction swiftly, his back to dream. he steps away from the throne.

"i'm doing this for us george! we will love each other again."

"if you touch him-"

"what?" quackity taunts. "what are going to do george? break from your chains somehow? kiss him awake after i kill him in front of your eyes? you can't do anything! you don't love him!"

"and you think i love you? i could never love a monster like you!"

quackity growls. "i don't care."

he turns back to dream. his clawed hand moves back.

"don't kill him! stop! don't touch him! get away! get away from him now!" my screams fall on deaf ears.

i watch dreams lips move silently. "i love you."

quackity's claws run right through dreams midriff. dream gasps, looking right at me.

a bloodcurdling scream echos though the room. my vision goes red.

"no!"

quackity pulls his claws from dreams body and watches him fall forward with a twisted smile on his face. dream's hand clutches his ribs.

the chains on my wrists shatter.

i bolt forward shoving quackity against the wall. he looks terrified.

"how did-"

my fist hits his face. i knee him in the stomach and throw him on the ground. quackity has his claws out in seconds and swipes at me. i easily dodge and swipe at his legs making him fall onto his back. i kneel on his wrist and wrap my hands around his neck.

"you killed dream!"

quackity chokes. my leg burns where it touches quackity's arm. i jerk his head up by his shirt collar and slam it into the ground. again and again i hit his head into the ground until i'm sure he is no longer conscious.

i am breathing heavily as i clamber off of quackity. my feet make it to dreams side in seconds. i kneel next to him and pull him into my lap. he coughs and grabs his ribs. i slowly brush the hair from his broken and bruised face.

he somehow looks up at me lovingly.

"i'm sorry," he coughs out.

"no. no. dream. don't say that. you're going to be fine. i'm going to get you help right now. just stay awake-"

"george," his voice is firm and he grabs my cheek. "i will always love you."

i stare at him wide eyed, tears brimming. "i know."

his eyes close slowly.

a tear slides from my cheek and wets dreams torn shirt. his hand slips from my cheek.

i have to save him. i have to save him right now!

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a/n:
did you cry? i'm sorry if i made you cry. :/
fun fact, i actually wrote this chapter all the way back in december which is kinda crazy. also, happy wednesday! see ya next week.

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