{ ~ chapter 5 ~ }
{ George's pov }
Ethan did every weekend and I ended up crying on my bed, either way. I didn't like things that were going on. This is the stupidest thing I ever let him do and the fact that dream worried about me is making me sick.
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I was at school. I dropped my siblings at my aunts and was working on my school work. I had my headphones on, listening to "heatwave's". I was enjoying my moment. Until dream walks up to my table and sits next to me. We continued doing work until the dream spoke up.
" George?" dream said in a concerned tone
" Why? Stop caring about me. I'm just a useless freak. " I said in a bitter voice, I was upset at him. Then I grab my stuff and about to leave.
Dream grabbed my bag. I turned around and looked upset.
" DREAM. WHY CAN'T YOU LEAVE ME ALONE?!?" I yelled and shoved him on the ground. I ran away till I couldn't see him. It was for the best. But the worst can happen.
{ ANOTHER Timelapse }
It was the twins' fourth birthday. We had to do the party at my aunt's house. They seemed so excited and happy to be four. I spent 4 weekends trying to build up the party while the twins ran around to play. I was blowing up balloons while the twins chat about who to bring to their party. It was long and fun. The day or their birthday, it was chaotic. My aunt decided to leave me alone and left me with a bunch of 4 yo olds. That wasn't fun in my mind. I was sitting on the couch, while I was waiting for the guests. After 5 of the kids came, I decided they were just going to do one of their activates until the last person came. While they were waiting. They were painting cute little wooden birds.
DING DONG
The door rang. I walked towards the door, just to see a dream and his little brother standing right infront of me. I forgot that dream had a little brother. I am screwed.
" oh hey, uhm " Dream said, awkwardly
" oh hey, oh hi! Luke, go to the kitchen table and grab a wooden bird ok?" I told Luke, I was kneeling down and watched until he walked away. Then I turned towards Dream.
" bye." I was about to slam the door in front of him, but then he gave me an offer.
" Do you need help with the birthday party?" Dream asked
" yeah. Ugh fine. Come in." George opens the door fully to let Dream in.
When Dream walked in, he walked towards the table of kids who were painting. I followed him. We were silent until the kids broke it by showing their paintings. I was glad that the kids had a distracting dream because I did not want to speak with him. After doing a lot of other activities. We settled down and gave them pizza. We gave children each two slices of pizza and fruit punch. Aftwards, me and dream got a lot of leftovers so we ate it. In the kitchen. Together. It was quiet and I didn't have the guts to talk since Dream saw my scars.
" hey, uhm how were you doing since—" Dream said until he got cut off by me
" It's been worse." I said, interrupting Dream
" oh ok." Dream said it quietly but not too quietly that I can't hear.
After the party, I cleaned with the twins. Or I was the only one cleaning. After I cleaned, I was proud but then, Ethan came inside the house. You would think that it wasn't really a bad thing but it was. He was drunk. He pulled me into a room or most likely shove me on a bed. He kept kissing me. It felt like thrones. My lips were bleeding after and I was shaking on the bed. I hate this.
