I know you have feelings for me...

12

Five years later.

Nobody has heard from George nothing on the radio nothing on the television. Everyone was sitting on the couch watching the news like they had done everyday since George had split.

-BREAKING NEWS-
The convict , George Davidson , has been placed into a mental health institution for a major bipolar disorder diagnosis as well as self harm and an eating disorder.
The guardian of George Davidson needs to show to talk about what he has done.
————-

George had a huge scar across his face just missing his eye.

"Shit." Dream ran his fingers through his hair stressfully.

They started playing clips of what George had done. Many buildings were on fire a prostitution centre and many many murders.

"We need to go find him."
"Dream?" Alice asked shaking her head.
"Hmm?"
"Do you know where George kept his money from his work?"
"Uhh- think he left them in his shorts still."
he Alice stood up and walked to Dreams room. Dream followed Alice.

Alice opened Dreams room and looked in Dreams closet.

"Do you know where he put his shorts?"
"Uhh i think under the bed." Dream pulled a box out from under the bed. He opened it.
All of Georges work outfits were in there. Dream pulled apart the front and back pieces. A roll of notes came out.
Alice took it. She unrolled the roll of bills.
"Damn. He got alot." Alice said. "Half of this yours??"
"Ha. Funny. George wouldnt allow me to."

Alice took half of the roll .
"Dream. We are going to have to see George. In England."
"Alright."
"I got to say Dream. George has gone mental. You need to be careful around him and not say anything too hurtful. And.."
"And?"
"And he is probably going to be heavily sedated and he wont act right."

Two weeks later-
- Dream and the davidson siblings are now in England-

They were driving to the mental health institute. The building was huge . It was a tall grey building.
"Oh god." Dream said.
"Are you alright Dream? You dont have to do this you know."
"Im good. Dont worry."
Dream parked the car up.
They walked into the institution.
"God this place freaks me out." Alice sighed.
"Mmm." Dream replied.

"Who are you here to see?"
"Uhh...George Davidson."
"Who are you in relation to the patient?"
"Uhh siblings and boyfriend." Dream stated.
Alice smiled.
They all wore visitor tags. They sat in a lobby area.
They sat down.

Dream tapped his leg to the hum he was making.
"Dream stop. You'll annoy some people here."
Dream immediately stopped. A door opened. It was George.

He was sore to the eye.
He had dark circles around his eyes a broken arm that was placed in a sling his hair had a layer of greece covering it. Damn he looked bad. Not good bad , bad bad.

"George." Alice stood up on her feet before embracing her brother in her warm arms. George smiled and gently patted her on the back. Dream stood up. George smiled. He remembered. George brough Dream in for a hug.

Home. Dream felt like he was at home. Georges smell relaxed Dream muscles.

George sat down on a chair.
"How are you feeling?" Alice asked.
"I-" George stopped. Alice and his siblings started to go quiet. The noises around him started getting lowder. Alices voice turned out. The sound of the pinpong ball on the paddle was mixed with laughter and heavy breaths.
"Fuck." George whispered. "Umm i gotta go."
Alice sighed as George walked through a safety proof door.
"Why did he leave?" Dream asked as he tapped his leg.
"The sedation makes everything a bit loopy."
"Umm Alice Davidson and Clay Taken?" A lady called out.
"Thats us , come on its about George." Dream stood up after Alice and walked towards the lady who brought us into a room.