My Masterpiece ~DNF~

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GEORGE'S POV

It was the week after I saw Mark. I don't know how much longer I can take it. I'm completely broken. When I saw Mark, all of those bad memories came flooding back to me. They filled my head to the top and never left. I wanted Dream to think I was ok because I didn't need him worrying about me. He didn't need to know what horrid thoughts my mind was creating.

It was only a week ago when I felt happy, and now it has all been stripped away from me in a day. How does that happen? How does a person become so broken?

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It was Friday. I woke up and got ready like usual. I left before Dream could even wake up. I carried my backpack on my shoulder and walked down the hall to the elevator. I walked in and pressed the level one button. In one quick swoosh, the door opened, and I walked out. All of my classes were on the first floor, so it was easy not to have to go all over the place.

I walked to the cafeteria to grab breakfast before my first class started. I walked in line and was met with one of my old friends, Quackity. He turned around and his eyes went wide for a second before he buried me in a hug. I laughed and hugged him back. "George!" He pulled away and looked at my face. "Long time no see." I laughed. He let go of me and started to talk.

"How have you been?"

"Fine."

"Really? Just fine?"

"Yes, just fine. How have you been."

We grabbed our food and walked up to a small table so we could talk more. "I mean I have been better." He shrugged and sat down. "Is there anything interesting going on in your life right now?" He asked.

I half nodded. "Yeah, kind of." I opened my container of blueberries. "I have a boyfriend now." His face was full of surprise. "A boyfriend!" He yelled. "Who?" I popped a blueberry in my mouth. "His name is Clay." I smiled.

"Wait." His eyes widened. "Like the Clay? Like Sapnap's best friend Clay?" I thought for a moment. "Yes. Quackity, the one and only." I threw a blueberry at him and he ate it. "I never thought you would go for him." Quackity laughed. "Why?" I was curious now. What did he mean?

"I just mean he never really went for men, not saying he isn't gay or anything, but I have never seen him with a man." Quackity took a bite of his waffle that was heavily coated in maple syrup.

"How long have you known him?" I furrowed my eyebrows. "Well I have known him since high school, he and I would hang out at parties." Quackity shrugged. I popped another blueberry in my mouth. "And why wouldn't he go for men?" I knew it was wrong to ask Quackity these kinds of questions, but it gave me a chance to get to know my boyfriend better. "Do you really want me to answer this?" He stopped chewing his waffle and looked at me. I sucked in a deep breath and nodded. "Yes." Quackity set down his fork and sat closer to the table.

"He got super freaky with the girls, George." He paused for a moment. "And one time he was with a boy for shits and giggles." He picked up his fork again. "I mean I felt super bad for the dude, and Clay was wrong for it. I don't know why he did it, but maybe he's changed, especially if he met you." He shoved his last piece of waffle in his mouth.

"Um, yeah." I giggled. I wanted to throw up. I wanted to cry. "I'm sure it's nothing to worry about, George, it was a long time ago." He picked up his tray. I just nodded. "Yeah, well um, I got to go, but I'll see you around right?" I stood up from my chair and grabbed my tray. "Yeah, see you around, George." I threw out my tray and walked to my first class.

There's no way Dream was with me for a joke, right?

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I ended up skipping most of my classes, especially the one with Dream. I couldn't face him. I couldn't laugh another second when I knew I was faking it. I can't pretend like Quackity never told me anything.

I was back in my dorm room when I heard the door open. I knew it was Dream. "George?" He called out. I sucked in a deep breath before leaving my room. "There you are." He smiled and started walking towards me.

"Stop." I held my hand out, it was shaky. "What's wrong?" He stopped walking. I tried to keep my tears in, to not act like such a baby, but I failed. My eyes were watering and tears were threatening to fall down my face. "How long have you been lying to me?" He looked at me confused. "Darling, what do you mean?" Tears fell down my cheek and I wiped them away.

"You don't love me, Dream." I cried out. I knew my eyes were red at this point, but I didn't care. "Of course, I love you, George!" He tried walking closer. "Don't walk any closer." I could see the hurt on his face as I said those words, his own tears forming in his perfect green eyes.

"Quackity told me what you did." I pointed at him. "What did Quackity tell you?" I wiped my eyes again before I answered. "You dated a boy for a joke, Dream!" I yelled. "You got freaky with the girls at those parties you went to!" He took a step back from my yelling. "What if you're with me for a joke? You don't love me Dream, I'm just another joke to you." I turned around and walked back into my room.

"George!" He yelled. following after me. "I'm not with you for a fucking joke. I'm with you because I love you." I looked back at him. Lies. He speaks in lies. I wanted to believe him, but I couldn't. I turned back away and grabbed a bag from my closet. "Don't lie to me!" I started shoving random clothing in my bag, not caring what went in it. "I'm not lying." I could hear the hurt in his voice. The pain.

I lifted the bag onto my shoulder and took in a breath. I reached down to my wrist and unclipped the bracelet I had once loved. I turned around and looked him in his eyes. "Were over, Dream." I put the bracelet in his hand and walked out the door without looking back. I was going to go to my mom's house for now.

DREAM'S POV

Fuck. I fucked up bad. I looked at the bracelet in my hands and set it down on George's dresser. How did I fuck up this bad? Yes, I dated a boy for a "Joke" but that's what I wanted people to think. I couldn't have people knowing I was gay, it would have ruined my life. With George, I had wanted everybody to know, that he was my person. I wiped the tears from my eyes and picked up my phone from the counter in the kitchen.

I went into my contacts and clicked the call button. The call connected within a few seconds. "Yeah?" Sapnap's voice came through the speaker. "Please come over to my dorm, ASAP." That was all he needed to hear before hanging up the phone.

I needed help. I had to get George back. I needed him to know everything.

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A few minutes later I heard a knock on the door and quickly ran over to open it. Sapnap pushed passed me and walked into my room. "What the fuck happened." I closed the door and turned around to face him.

"George." My eyes started welling with tears. "Quackity told him about the guy I dated in high school, and he broke up with me." I tried holding my tears back, but one slid out and fell down my cheek. Sapnap's face tensed up and he sighed.

"Damn Quackity!" He yelled. I put my back against the wall and started to slowly slide down until my butt hit the floor. "What do I do?" I breathed.

Sapnap took the spot next to me and shook his head. "I don't know man." He shrugged. "Give him a few days. I'm sure if you explain everything he will understand." I nodded. I will do that. "I don't know where he went though" I spoke in a shaky voice. I thought for a moment thinking about where he could be. Sapnap looked at me. "He probably went to his mom's." He's right. George probably just went to his mom's.

I don't know if he will want to talk to me after what happened, but I will do anything for him. And if it means searching every corner of the earth, I would do it to have him in my arms again...

Word Count: 1537

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