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Sapnap's Interlude

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Ft: some Sapnap POV (we're back to my phone, so sorry about typos)

TW: bullying,  spousal abuse (not detailed/mostly implied), parent/child arguments, references to/accounts of previous events

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Sapnap wouldn't say he was a good person. He was on his way, but the road was a long one, and he wasn't sure if he'd ever quite forgive himself.

Sapnap was an angry kid. He knew his friends were aware his family wasn't great, but he didn't know how much they'd figured out. A few months ago, he was kicked out of his house. He wasn't an adult yet and had no way to support himself. The next day, he went to school. It was early senior year, and he'd been avoiding his best friend for a few days because he was trying to figure out a way to ask if he could stay with him for a while.

He was nothing short of a powder keg, ready to explode. On his way to his first class that morning, he was weaving through a crowded hallway, and somebody bumped into him. It was some short kid who was staring down at the floor while he walked. Sapnap was immediately furious. Why wasn't he paying attention? It was a busy hallway! And why didn't he say anything? He just looked up slowly, like he was scared. But why would he be scared? God, he wasn't even making sense!

(Sapnap knew he wasn't really angry at whoever this was. He was angry about a thousand things, and maybe this was the moment where he couldn't take it anymore)

The next thing Sapnap knew, he'd shoved whoever it was to the ground. It wasn't exactly on purpose, but it wasn't an accident either. Only a few people who were standing around looked over, but nobody went to help the guy he'd pushed. It didn't make any sense, but if nobody was going to stand up for him...

"The fuck is your problem?"

"What?" the kid he'd shoved just sounded confused, and maybe a bit nervous.

"You just bumped into me and just stood there!" Sapnap knew he was trying to justify what he'd done, even though he didn't have a reason.

"Sorry."

So he was just going to take it? Not only was nobody going to stand up for him, but he wasn't going to stand up for himself. He was pathetic!

(Sapnap was projecting)

Then he punched him. The rest of the day, he'd expected to get called down to the office. He wondered what would happen when they called home and his parents didn't care. What would they do then?

However, no call came, so Sapnap concluded that, whoever this guy was, he wasn't going to say a thing. Which was actually quite convenient. When he spotted the brunette the next day before walking into school, he started walking beside him. In all honesty, he wanted to apologize, but something bitter that Sapnap knew was a part of him said that the other deserved it.

When the shorter noticed Sapnap, he jumped a bit, and for a moment Sapnap relished in the fact that he wasn't the scared one. "Hello," he greeted, with a nod of acknowledgment. No response was granted. Maybe that rubbed Sapnap the wrong way, and maybe he used that as an excuse to punch him again.

Sapnap didn't learn for another week that his name was George. He didn't care to learn much else. All he dared to figure out was how far he could push the other. So far, George hadn't once even threatened to go to a teacher.

It'd been about a month since Sapnap turned school into George's personal hell whenever it was convenient for him, and suddenly he saw his best friend speaking to George. He'd spotted them through the window on the bus, and he was suddenly terrified that somehow Dream would find out that he was an awful person. Sapnap had offhandedly mentioned George before, and he always immediately regretted it. He didn't want Dream to know him, and he definitely didn't want them to be friends!