DNF || Mafia Oneshots

❤️ Relapse ❤️

(Need to tune someons out? ⬆️⬆️⬆️)
(Kinda sad)

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Flashback~

"If it ever gets that bad again , Call me. Whatever im doing ill will be here." George said holding Dreams head up.
"You will come?" Dream asked.
"Yes. Just call me. I have a special number that will get past my silence. Call it."
"Okay." Dream smiled.

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Ring......

Ring......

Beep.

Dream feels tears fall down his face as he puts his phone down ontop of the stack of bottles he has made. Dreams tears start to gain speed and more fall.

He cant believe he had done it.

5 Whole years sober.

Gone. Because of Dreams stupid actions.

Most importantly, He let George down. A 5 year strong promise broken. Dreams eyes became blurry as he cried more. Dream felt his stomach muscles retract. Dreams eyes widened as he reached for the kitchen sink.

Dream threw up the copious amounts of Alcohol he just consumed. Dream cried harder. He felt so defeated.

Dream heard the front door open as he stopped throwing up and fell back onto the floor after rinsing his vomit away. Dream couldnt sit up for long and he lay on the floor next to the bottles.

Dream sniffed slightly.

He listened to the footsteps. There not as hard as Georges. He wasnt here.

"DREAM!" Alice Yelled running over to his on the floor.
Dream jumped at the loud noise banging his head on the oven that overhung from the cabinets.
Dream didnt say anything except from softly cry into Alices lap.

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George POV

George slid down the pole and went back to his changing room to go home. He looked on his phone .

3 missed calls.

1- Alice
2- Relapse
3- Relapse.

"SHIT!" George said quickly putting his joggers on and shoving his stuff in his bag. He ran past the Gang that were working.
"BYE!" George yelled waving at Sapnap and ran towards his bike.

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"How much did you drink?" Alice asked. Dream sat up and brought the bottles to one side. It was a high amount. About 20 bottle and 2 Cans.
"That much." Dream pointed at the pile defeated.
"Fucking hell. Im surprised your still breathing. Alice said as she put the bottles on the island.

The front door burst open. Alice and Georfe locked eyes. Alice pointed to Dream on the floor. George ran in and Slid on his knees up to Dream.
"Hey. Are you okay?" George asked as Dream hugged him close crying into his shoulder.
"5 Fucking Years George. Im sorry." Dream said as he tangled his hand with Georges top. George was wearing his small work top and Dreams geay joggers that were too big for him so the drawstrings were pulled as tight as they could be.
Dream was Shirtless and wearing Gray joggers too.

Alice got the breathalyser and passed it too George.
"Thanks. Dream can you take it?" George said and gave it to Dream whos breath calmed down slightly.
"mhm." Dream said as he blew into the tube. It beeped when it was finished. Dream stood up before throwing up in the sink again.
George stood up and placed the Breathalyser on the island next to the bottles. Dream finished throwing up and poured himself a glass of water. Dream drank and sniffed slightly.

0.35

"Fuck." Dream said as he felt defeated.
Alice wrote the number down on a piece of paper.
"0.5 more and it would of been fatal."
"Fucking Hell Dream take a shower go to bed. Ill be there in a minute."
"Okay." Dream said as he finished his glass of water.

Dream felt the warm water trickle down his spine indentation. Dream wanted to cry again but nothing came.

Dream had decided.

No more tears. What youve done is in the past. All you gotta do know is Not Drink. Dream sighed. He was happy he got all of that over with. Dream quickly cleaned his hair and body before getting out the shower.
Dream walked out of the Bathroom and saw George taking his Joggers off.
"You still have you work outfit on?" Dream said walking in a squiggly line.
"Yeah. Sorry i didnt pick up the phone."
"Thats fine. Get an STD." Dream chuckled as he sat on the bed.
"Okay. Its not that bad. Besides they all have to sign a contract to say that they dont have any active STDs."
"Mm. Sure." Dream smirked lightly.
"Shut up. Anyway if i got an STD you would probably have it aswell."
"We dont fuck that often." Dream said as he put Boxers on.
"Last night and the 2 nights before."
"Maybe. But whos counting." Dream chuckled as he got under the Quilt with George and brought him closer kissing him on the head slightly.