I Can't Be Fixed. (DNF Angst)

Chapter 21: Enough.

TW: descriptive violence.

♡George pov♡

Dream walked over to Cameron and punched him hard across the face. Blood began pouring out of Cameron's nose, and it looked crooked.

"You broke my fucking nose!" He yelled.

"Well deserved." Karl stated.

Sapnap still looked shocked.

"Someone go start the car and put him in." Dream demanded.

Punz and Karl walked over to him. Dream came into the hallway and wrapped his arms around the back of my neck. I leaned my head against his chest and wrapped my arms around his waist. He gently kissed the top of my head.

"I'm so sorry he said that, George." He mumbled.

I held him tighter. His fingers ran up and down my back.

"Do you want to be there when I kill him?" He asked.

I nodded.

"If it gets to be too much, you can always leave. I don't expect you to want to stay." He told me.

"I know." I replied.

He pulled away from me.

"George, can I talk to you for a minute?" Sapnap asked softly.

I nodded. Dream kissed my forehead before walking into the living room. They dragged Cameron out of the apartment. Sapnap leaned on the wall across from me.

"I'm sorry for not telling you -"

"No, don't apologize. Seriously. That's not what I want you to do." He cut me off.

I gently tapped my fingers against my thigh.

"You don't have to answer if you don't want, but when did it happen?" He asked.

"The night he escaped from Quackity's. He broke into my room." I told him.

"That's fucked man. I'm so sorry that happened to you." He replied.

I crossed my arms across my chest.

"Listen, I know I'm not the first person you go to for problems, but if you ever need someone to talk to that isn't Dream or Karl, I'll always be open to listen. I helped both of them through recovery with that kind of stuff, so I'm basically a pro. You seem to be doing great, though, which is amazing. But still, my offer stands. I'm a good listener." He told me.

I felt my eyes water a bit. A couple of tears ran down my face, and I quickly wiped them away. Sapnap opened his arms, and I wrapped mine around his waist. He pulled me closer to him and held me tightly.

"Thank you." I said quietly.

"It's no problem, George. I'll always be here for you." He replied.

I pulled away and wiped the rest of my tears.

"Should we head out?" He asked.

I nodded, and we left the apartment. Dream was standing in the hallway. He grabbed my hand as we walked down the stairs and into the car garage.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"A warehouse. It's where we keep a lot of our more dangerous weapons. There's also an execution room." He explained.

I nodded and we arrived at the car. Sapnap got in the driver's seat, Karl in the passenger, and the rest of us in the back. Punz sat on the left side, I made Dream sit in the middle again, and me on the right side. We could hear Cameron yelling and kicking in the trunk. Sap started driving.