Part 42: Hate - To dislike greatly

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tw - idk you tell me if u find one bitch

(A/N - I made so many of yall sad that other chapter DONT BE  
listen its sad I know but you lived through it and you should be 
happy you got memories from it. Also the streamers aren't gonna
stop streaming they'll move on to doing bigger greater things boo
so no more being sad please <3 kisses and hugs from the zoomies)

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I hop off the horse and rush inside.

I climb the stairs to see Dream laying on the bed reading 'The Tales of the SMP'. I quickly pick it up and out of his hands.

"Dream I want you out." I say out of breath.

"What?" He says shocked.

"I need you out of this house." My voice begins to sound more like I'm begging.

"Y/n are you being forced to say or do something?" He gets up making his way towards.

"Dream everything will make sense I promise just get out!" I grab his hand and force him down the stairs. Tears well up into my eyes as I shove him out the front door slamming the door shut on him.

"Y/n?" He asks confused on the other end. My heart burned in pain. I walk up stairs pacing in our room. Fuck. My room. I don't dare to look outside and watch him walk away alone. Instead I sit down awaiting Wilbur's arrival. 

I must be a massive dick. Having sex with a man just to kick him out the next day. But he'll understand right? If you love someone you won't get them through harms way. 

I grab the book Dream was once reading and wait untill Wilbur arrives. I'm greeted by chapter 1. The Village That Went Mad. A smile creeps on my lips as the little images begin to move around like magic. 

I was lost in the book. So lost in fact I didn't hear countless people calling me. That was untill Techno swung the door open.

"Y/n, we've been calling you or ages. Come down. Wilbur's here." With that he left down the ladder. I felt that familiar thumping return in my chest. I laid the book face down on the bed and made my way down. 

I changed out of the musty clothes and into a warm sweater before heading to the cabin across. I push the door open, afraid for what the scene might be ahead. But instead I'm faced with the smell of hot chocolate, the fire place running and a light mumur through the room. I walk into the living room to caually see Phil and Wilbur talking. Phil waves at me ad I wave back. Upon Wilbur realising I entered he grabs his shoulder bag and hops up.

"Where are you going?" I ask confused.

"Away. You took too long." He shoves past my shoulder and out the door saying goodbye to everyone else. My face remains scrunched.

"What the fuck is his deal?" I ask pissed.

"Just leave him," Techno sighs. 

"Wait Phil. How." I pause and figure out how to word this. "How are you finding this?" I motion my hand to the door that Wilbur just left out of.

"Well if I make it weird he won't come. I'm just gonna... just gonna take things how they normally were with him around. So this place is still home from him." Phil zones out lost in memory before snapping back to the living room. 
"Well I'm gonna begin getting some dinner or lunch or whatever you want ready."

Just me and techno. And an open flame. 

"Techno you know what happened?" I ask him lying on my stomach kicking my feet in the air.

"What? Tell me."

"This morning Wilbur threatened to kill Dream if I didn't kick him out."

"So thats where he went."

"Yup. Like who does he think he is. He walts back into the world so full of shit." I roll onto my back staring at the ceiling.
"God I don't even know what to do. He knows Dream well. They're weirdly connected after Dream revived him. He's probably gonna use that against him and BAM kill my man."

"At one point killing would never even cross Wilbur but this new one... Revivebur... he has the potential. For Dream's safety I'd just listen. I would help but you know I need to rest a bit," I nod vigarously in agreement. I get back up pleased with getting it off my chest.

"Techno?"

"Yeah?"

"Now what?" I turn to face him. "I've reached this gap again. Like when Dream was in prison,"

"Maybe Quackity's?" I gasp. Loudly. I've completely forgotten about Quackity. Oh and that awkward asf kiss. I cringe at the thought. I make my way to the door.
"Where are you off to feathers?" Techno calls out.

"You think I'm going today? Hell nah I'm going to nap I'll save that shit for tomorrow." I head out the door and scramble into bed. The hatred and pain slowly started to seep in. Revivebur has not an ounce  of love or respect for me. Ghostbur was exceptionally kind and Wilbur before he died was always supportive. Revivebur is awful. And he's my brother. So I fucking hate to say that. 

As I tossed and tuned in bed I realised the return of the depression I only just got rid of.

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A/N

IM SO SORRY ITS SHORT I WanTED TO PUT SMTH OUT

I had an engineering thingy past three days so ive just been dead as hell
its so long and tiring

anyways everythings slowlyyyyy coming togetherrr......


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