Dnf, Dreamnap And Dnn oneshots

🥀fond and faulty🌈(absence pt2)

Part two of a short series within this book called 'Absence'

Part one is called love letters, read that for better context<3

This will probs have a prequel and a sapnap POV at some point, either way it won't end here xx

📝means it's a quote from dreams letters cause my italics is broke📝
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TW/ Suicide, suicidal th9ughts,harm, grief, denial, panic attack, blaming urself for death (idk what a word for that is)

Pls God if I missed any tell me ^

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George's hands shook as he held the letters, he hadn't meant for it to go this far, it started as a joke he swears to himself. Just a harmless little banter, but he got distracted and letters piled up and phone calls went unanswered, he had friends in England too...

Yeah. It was just dream being a selfish prick. How's it George's fault?

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George thought about it. A lot more than he would admit.

What if dream was bluffing? What if he failed? or he chickened out?

Should he phone the police?

Shame on dream. Could have at least told him how to fix it.

The brunet shook his head at the dismissive thought. Dream could be DEAD, they have fans, he has friends and family and he could DIE

George felt his heart momentarily drop, before reminding himself that it wasn't his fault. Dream said it wasn't, he didn't do anything.

Maybe that's the issue. He didn't do anything. But he could right now.

Calling Dream....

The phone rang, and rang for what seemed like eternity, without an answer

The brunets chest was unmoving, he stared absently at the phone as it requested a voicemail.

Absently.

📝They say absences makes the heart grow fonder📝

He was fond, he was happy, he was okay last time they spoke. He was doing good and everything was normal.

How can someone change so much in a couple of months without his best friend

He knows sapnap meant a lot to dream, but he'd only been visiting punz for a month or two
It seems irrational that this affected dream so much, but, with the combined pain of losing patches...

Patches was gone. George never met patches. George PROMISED he would meet patches. And dream. And he LIED

📝But it's tearing mine apart and I don't know how to cope.📝

And fuck, George feels that. He can taste blood as his heart pound in his chest, his lungs constricting in pure guilt and salt running down his face because he's a LIAR. And it's not sapnap, or patches. He's the issue. He's the reason Dream hurt like that. He ruins everything and he hates it

Calling sapnap....

As it rings, George desperately claws at his chest, looking for something to hold on to, someway to breathe easier

"Uh hi?"

George takes a deep breath

"George?"

He forces his throat to twist around words without sounding broken

"Hi sap"

"Was up my bro"

And with a sharp inhale George tells his truth, "I killed dream"