Hey y'all I just wanted to say that this chapter was written by my friend atouchstarvedgay with only a couple edits on my part. please follow them, they are a very kind and funny person <3
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Trigger warnings: Passing out, Panic Attack, Self Doubt
George wakes from his nap, sleeping peacefully for the first time in months. Walking into the main room he finds Techno playing with Liv, much to everyone's shock, while everyone else sits on the couch.
Everyone looks up, upon seeing Georges arrival. George looks to see his house clean, the dishes washed and dried.
"Thank you," George says softly, looking down.
"no problem mate," Phil replies warmly.
"Why did you guys come here?" George asks hesitantly
Phil smiles sadly, "We just wanted to check in on you, and I am glad we did because you needed help,"
"I don't need help," George says, but his voice is filled with doubt, knowing deep down he did.
"No George, you need help, this has been taking such a mental toll on you. We haven't seen you in months. We were worried about you, you started ignoring everyone. Do you know how stressed we were? Tommy started crying. CRYING" Philza emphasizes
"I WAS NOT," Tommy interjects,"I AM A BIG MAN, BIG MEN DON'T CRY-"
"You were on the verge of tears while we were calming you down not even an hour earlier." Tubbo retorts. Tommy just huffs muttering something under his breath, a faint blush creeping it's way on his face.
"Did-did I really make everyone that anxious about me leaving?" George stutters looking down at the ground.
"Anxious? Dear god you should've seen how Dream is, he's a mess-"
"Don't," George snaps, "just please don't," he says quieter, tears building up in his eyes. He does, he really does. He wants to hear his soft voice comfort him, give him advice, assure him that he is ok. But he can't do that, he's already too far in. What is he doing to say? "Hey Dream, my bad I was ignoring you for months, so wanna hop on VC". He hates him, he must hate him. One doesn't disappear off the face of the earth and suddenly come back. This is my fault. It's my fault. It's my fault. What is wrong with me? Why am I like this? You're such a fucking idiot for leaving, he's going to despise you and you can't do anything about it you dumba-
"George?" Techno says, "are you okay?"
George snaps out of that self-loathing daze, seeing them all standing there in a line. Liv back in Techno's arms after being sat down and ignored. George, still in a week emotional state, breaks down in front of all of them, unfortunately including Liv.
"Dad, what's wrong?" Liv says "is-is it something I did?" Now crying too, Liv hugs him
"No, no please I'm sorry, I'm sorry you shouldn't have to see me like this." He stumbles over his words, blubbering them out of his mouth.
"Is this about mom?" She says "I don't know what I did wrong, I'm sorry" she says, pinning the blame on herself
"NO, no no please-please listen to me I-" George blurts out. He cuts himself off as a sudden migraine hits him
Was the ceiling always spinning? What's this feeling? My arms and legs, my palms, the tips of my fingers, they feel like pure electricity is going through them. His stomach is clenching as his throat is now getting scratchy, short breathing and hyperventilating having disrupted his natural blood flow.
Why does my head feel so light, why does it hurt? What's, what's these voices around me, please stop. It's too much. They're yelling, why are they yelling. Did someone happen? Where's Liv? Wow, first you can't even protect your sister from that fucking car crash now you can't even protect the daughter promised take as your own. You're worthless. Why, why were you given this chance when everyone knows you're just as IRRESPONSIBLE as the next person? Everyone in this room would do a better job looking after her, you are not special and never will be. Imagine how hurt Dream is? Why are you even complaining. YOU are the one who abandoned everyone, YOU are the one who made them worried sick, YOU ARE THE REASON WHY EVERYTHING HAS GONE WRONG IN YOUR LIFE-
At this point he's started shaking, tears pouring down his face.
"George?" Why are my thoughts saying my name now?
"George come back to us" but I am here, what's going on?
"Hello?" The lights are blending together, my legs feel like jelly and my eyes are so, so tired. Maybe it wouldn't be that bad to take another nap.
"GEORGE!"
The ceilings, the walls, the floor disappears, making everything turn black as the midnight sky. Peace and quiet. No voices, no lights, no worries, and something inside him hoped it would stay like this, forever.
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We're a little angsty today :3
Anyways, Shout out to my bestie boo, @atouchstarvedgay
and I hope you all have a wonderful day.
Take a shower, drink water, and please try to have a snack.
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