Sapphire || DNF

Chapter 27: Bleed

Tw: SH

(This is in George's POV)

Dream splashed water on me. "Fuck you!" I yelled running to the sink. I cupped water into my hands and threw that on the boy. "Thats what you get bitch!" Laughter erupted from me and him the whole time. It felt great having him in my life. Things felt all crazy now but he was the only thing keeping my sanity intact. I sometimes act rude to him but he is all i got right now. Sorry Karl.

Dream splashed more water on me. "You will never win this battle!" He yelled at me. Dream's smile made me fall in love. I know its way too fast but what am i supposed to do when I'm dating the best guy in the world? I cant help it. I grabbed more water from the sink and threw it at him.

It was a constant battle with water. There was no "confidential" winner but i definitely won. Dream was drenched in water. I was expecting him to get mad and yell and hit me and just shit like that but he surprisingly didn't. He ran his hand into his hair with a smile. He never broke eye contact with me. In a split second arms were wrapped around me.

I knew it was way too soon to say you love someone but it just felt right. I never said it but i hope he got the message which is unlikely but hey it isn't that hard to pick up on.

I have to admit i never thought i would end up in a relationship. Being treated like crap one day and being loved the next day is completely shocking. Sometimes my parents words ring in my ears about how i shouldn't be gay and called me slurs. Was it really obvious to everyone except me?

But something about Dream made me forget all about my life before all of this. For one of the first times i felt like i was cared about.

I froze up. They probably don't even care about you! My thoughts started to sound real. They just want to use you! They want you to suffer, be in pain, and watch you die. I was happy a minute ago i don't know why these voices are now happening. Maybe you should have just listened to your parents when they said to kill yourself and be done with it. I know you're craving the feeling of blood coming down from your wrists so just do it George. You know you want it.

"Hey are you okay?" Dream snapped me out of my head. I didn't know what to do so i ran to my room. Why did i do that? I don't know. I ran to the bathroom instantly looking in the drawers. There it was.

A box of razor blades. I took out a shiny blade. I knew not to listen to my head but they seemed right. Right? I leaned against a wall as i sat down on the floor. Why would Dream care about me? I rolled up my left sleeve. Why would Sapnap and Dream let me live here? I placed the blade against my wrist. Why do Quackity and Karl even bother with me? I drew a line that had blood trickle behind it, falling down my arm. I moved the blade right above the cut. Was Karl right about me ending up like my dad? I drew another line. Bringing up old memories like those situations wasn't normal but I didn't care.

More cuts were drawn. Blood stained my shirt. Two weeks went down the drain. I held in my tears. I never want to cry again. See George they don't care about you, no one has came to see you. But that wasn't true because i heard knocks come through the door. I don't know how long they were going on for but they were now audible. I quickly threw out the blade and ran to the door.

I opened it to see Dream. I could tell he knew exactly what happened. He looked down at my sleeve that had red spots scattered on it. I was pulled into a hug. "Are you okay George?"

I just nodded. Dream against me felt great. Maybe that was what i needed instead of cutting. "I'm so sorry." I let go of the hug and turned my body so my shoulder was starting to face the boy. "I know that you got to hit me so just go ahead."

He looked at me in disbelief. "I would never hit you George." He turned my body so i was facing him again and he cupped my face. "You mean so much to me, i would never try to hurt you."

I wish i could be normal and cry but i cant. I held in every tear that would have escaped right now. Dream pulled me into another hug. "I can tell you need to cry go ahead. I wont judge." How does Dream know everything?

"I cant cry." I looked up at him. I didn't realize my eyes were glossy and were easy to read.

"George i know you need to cry. You can I will never judge you for crying." Fuck that broke me. Tears escaped my eyes and went streaming down my face. I have never cried in-front of any of my friends, except once to Karl when we were younger on call but that was it. I slid against the wall till i hit the floor. I buried my head in my arm that was laying ontop of my knees.

Dream sat down next to me and hugged me. I was confused on why he wasn't yelling but relieved at the same time. It felt weird crying and being comforted. "Everything is okay. You're with me, nothing  bad is going to happen to you." Dream spoke calmly.

I truly did feel safe. I never could have known words had such a toll on my emotions. I dug my head more into his chest. I never would have believed i could cry to someone again. It felt truly great not to bottle everything in anymore, I think. I don't like the feeling of people feeling sorry for me but for some reason having Dream do this felt great.

"I'm so sorry i know we were having fun and all of the sudden i freak out. I'm really sorry about that." I apologized. I felt something against my lips, it was him.

"Please don't apologize." Dream spoke. I rubbed away a tear from my eyes. I started to feel better and i think Dream picked up on it.

I stood up and walked over to the sink. I started to wash my face with it. I felt hands wrap around my waist. I felt his head resting his head in the nape of my neck. "I'm sorry for ruining today." I kept on apologizing. I knew what he would say after it but i kept on saying it.

"You didn't ruin anything." He said. His voice was muffled but i could still hear it. "You look nice." He complemented. I think he just wanted to see me blush, though my face was red from crying you could tell i was blushing heavily.

"Clay?" I never used his real name but i liked it. I thought it was a really cool name.

"Never heard you call me Clay." Dream laughed a bit. I placed my hand in the boys hair.

"Can you cook me something, I'm hungry."