Matt let out a soft cry as he felt his stomach twist and turn. The pain was unbearable. Ryan slowly walked into Matt's room, smiling. "Hey, buddy y-" Matt ran passed Ryan, covering his mouth. He collapsed onto the bathroom floor, dumping what felt like all his insides, into the toilet. Ryan walked into the bathroom, frowning. "Matt, what's wrong?"
"T-The dream!" Matt cried. "The man-"
"Matt, I think you're old enough to know that dreams aren't real."
"No, Ryan!"
"You're probably just hungry," Ryan picked his best friend up. "Flush the toilet, please, it smells horrible." Matt slowly flushed the toilet and followed Ryan into the dining room.
"Ryan you gotta listen to me," Matt begged. "Please, this is so important."
"Alright hun, what happened?" Ryan sat across from his best friend.
"I woke up in this weird red world, Ryan." Matt shook. "These faceless guys chased after me until I ran into this dark room." Ryan nodded. "This voice called out to me," Matt looked down. "Said that he would turn back time to when I wasn't outed by my own friend."
"What did you say?"
"I said no," Matt paused. "He said I would regret my choice."
"Dude, it's just a-"
"No! Ryan, I'm scared!"
Ryan wasn't sure how to respond, he cared about Matt so much, but he just didn't know how to help him. "Let's just eat..."
"Ryan..."
"If you eat something you'll feel better." Ryan got up and put some food on Matt's plate. He gently set it down in front of Matt. "Please just eat." He then went to get his own food.
Matt looked down at the food. 'I guess this will make me feel better...' He thought to himself. He took a bite, and then another, and another until his plate was empty. He was feeling much better, and maybe that dream was just a bunch of bullshit. He was pretty stressed about the whole coming out situation. He definitely had no regrets.
