Dry My Tears ·Dreamnotfound™·

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I don't feel so good. I've been up crying all night, I'm worried sick. Literally. I kinda hate to admit it but, I've been crying over Clay. I.. I like him, not in that willy-nilly loose friendship way.. but actually loving him. I probably sound so stupid, buy-in

Oh. Dream's calling me. I let the phone ring a few times until it goes to voicemail, tears still slipping down my face. Hot and warm and drenching my clothes. I wipe them off with a sleeve and open up Minecraft. I go on a world and just sit there. Staring at the screen, I- oh. Dream's calling again. Anyways I cry again- oh my f***ing goodness Dream keeps calling me- I silence my phone, stand up and walk into my kitchen. Cat comes up to me and runs against my legs. I smile and get some Good Cereal™ it's good. I guess, I don't really know anymore? I can barely breath around Dream and my heart is always out of my chest... Oh. Dream is calling me on Discord now. I'm sorry if I'm a mess. I'm sorry if I'm not, speaking well..

I love Dream. Dream doesn't love me. It's simple. Oh, he's making Sapnap call me, fun. 

Should I answer..? I don't feel like it. At all. I won't, I get back in bed and stare at the wall, I feel the tears before I can see them blur my vision. I try to sleep.

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I wake up with fog in my head. I can't remember anything but my splitting headache, and all the calls I'm still getting. Every worried message.. I thump back into my pillow and stare at the ceiling until my head doesn't hurt. I finally go to my messages from Clay.

"Hey George wanna play mc" "George r u okay?" "George" "George" "do you exist???" "George.. are you seriously okay?" If you repeat that and 137 missed calls you have my DMs. Almost the same with Sapnap. I respond.

"No." I get a reply almost instantly I'm shocked myself. "George? What happened? Why not? Are you okay? George?!" I take in a deep breath, my hands shaking "I- I'm just sick Dream.." I'm not lying, technically. "Oh wow all that energy worrying you were dead-" Dream jokes, I smile a little. He's honestly just so amazing- "No Dream, I'm fine.." I lied. Dream hung up. I say there for a minute or two, phone in hand staring at the screen. He hung up.

I'm a terrible friend, aren't I?

With a sigh I sit down and cry again. Again. again. Again. Again. And it's already been an hour, I'm doing a facecam stream. I'm going to tweet out that I'm not going to he streaming today, I just can't..

This whole thing better be a dream. Ironic.

A/N: I'M SO SO SO SSOOOOOOOO SORRY THIS WAS SO SHORT I AM JUST KINDA UNMOTIVATED BUT NO WORRIES I PROMISE I'LL DO BETTER :(