What's hidden within (dreamnotfound)

✨ 3 | Why havent you killed me? | 3 ✨

8/30/20 12:34am

A/n: bro I'm vibin to the personality I gave dream, I love the cockyness.🥺 like lowkey I love it. Ok, onto the story :) I'm pretty sure you guys will figure out who's pov is the first one in this chapter, so have fun!

Song inspo: Lies by Will Jay (I'm on my phone rn so when I get into my computer in the morning I'll add the song up top)

Word count: 1377

??? Pov

I stepped forward, bowing my head and crouching to one knee. My gaze lowers to the dark floor in the dim and musty room. The only light in the space radiated from the figure in front of me.

I dare not look up, even though we may be close and friendly out on the surface, this person could still have me torn to shreds in seconds.

I hear him shift in his seat. "Did you get what I asked you to find?" His deep voice asks, in a commanding but soft tone.

I clear my throat. "Yes, I have it, you were there with me, remember" My right hand moves over my back pocket and I pull out the weapon. I take it in both hands, still on the floor, and hold it out in front of him.

He takes it from my hand, sending a shiver down my spine. When he gets serious, he's scary- but he's generally a nice guy, I would know.

I remember the time when he saved me from my past life-, though I often had to do his bidding, it was a small price to pay for his caretaking and "friendship".

"Have you seen clay anywhere, I think he ran away again" His voice shakes me out of my thoughts.

I shake my head. "I have not seen him, I thought it was your responsibility to keep tabs on him" I hastily cover my mouth with my hands.

"Sir please forgive me, I didn't mean it like that. You know how I get when it comes to him" He puts a hand under my chin and raises my head up so that I have a good view of him.

"Don't worry, I took no offense" he had a gentle smile on his face. "But please go find him for me, and don't hesitate to lash out if he refuses. Also if you see dream out there, don't hesitate to attack him either"

I nod and he lets go of my neck. "I will look now." I say, getting up and walking out of the room.

I feel his stare boring into my back as I leave, just like a wolf when staring at its prey. The doors finally shut behind me and I'm blinded by some light coming from a building nearby.

Almost as if they knew I was a bit shaken, I'm greeted by two lovely people. "Heya Nick!! You survived" my vision sets as I see the iconic love duo of the group, calling out to me.

I tighten my bandana real fast and then jog over to them. We all high-five, and for a second I forget about the last 3 minutes.

"How have you guys been, feels like forever since I last saw you two." I say with a smile on my face. Zak starts talking, and I listen. "Oh, we've just been on money duty, yaknow the boring stuff." Then Darryl chips in. "You can't even begin to imagine how many people try to make fake wristbands" he laughs "we've pretty much seen it all"

My smile grows wider as I see that my friends are doing well. "Haha, I'm glad you guys are staying safe." But then reality comes crashing back down on me and I remember the task at hand. "It was nice seeing you guys, but I actually have to go find Clay again"

"Dang, still doing his bidding, must be rough" Zak says giving me a look of pity. "Hey hey, it's fine, it's a small piece of gratitude that I can provide for everything he's done for me"

The two both look skeptical, but I leave it at that. I wave my hand at them as I step out onto the main streets of the city, the moon lighting the path ahead.

George's Pov

"Who are you?"

I feel like a caged animal. I stare at dream and don't reply. 'This man can kill me at any second' I think.

His gaze goes from me to the floor around him. Then his face lights up in a childish way. I see what he's found and his reaction seems over hyped to me.

"Holy shit! You had these! What a life saver." He looks like a kid who got what they wanted for Christmas.

"My brother stole them from me, and I've been searching for them, everywhere"

He quickly grabs the bottle of pills, the cap still half off. His grip on it makes it seem like they're pretty important to him.

I feel slightly taken aback. 'Dream, the person who just tried to kill me is now having a casual conversation with me?' It felt too odd.

I muster up some courage and ask what's been on my mind. "Wh- what are they for?" My voice is small, and I swear I heard it crack.

Dream's gaze lands back on me, or at least I'm guessing it is, I can't tell what's going on behind that mask. "Oh, so now you're talking" I want to say that he's smirking by the way that that had come off.

I roll my eyes, feeling like I'm dealing with a high schooler, some confidence returning to me. I repeat my question, "What are they for?"

He laughs. "Take a guess dumbass" he says, still trying to hold back some giggles.

I personally have no ideas, so naturally I shrug my shoulders. "They help me sleep" he says, stressing the last word.

'Ok, so like insomnia pills, makes sense' I think, and I leave the conversation at that.

Dream stands up, and in an instant he has his scythe back in his hands. He uses it like some sort of ladder and jumps onto a roof, 'he seems very skilled with that weapon'

He turns his back to me, and on impulse I say something. "Wait!" He turns back around and tilts his head down.

"Why haven't you killed me?"

I watch as Dream starts to break down laughing, and after a few seconds he starts wheezing.

He catches his breath and I swear to god, I feel like we make eye contact somehow.

"Look, do you want me to kill you, cause I don't just commit mass genocide for fun, trust me, I'm not lying"

'What??' I thoroughly doubt him after I remember the episode that had happened hours ago.

I think and then I again say something reckless. "Well then, if you aren't going to kill me, can I come with you?"

Why am I asking this-?

He turns back around. "If you can catch up with me you can, cause I gotta go" and he disappears from my sight.

I question what he means by that, but then I hear footsteps running towards my direction. I see a figure running towards the dead end alleyway where I'm standing, again weaponless.

The man sees me, and I see him. I feel a sense of deja vu when I see him but I ignore it. The man had a white bandana and didn't look too happy with me, running straight at me with a knife.

Then I see dream, he jumps off of a roof, picks me up with one arm, by the waist, and once again used his skills to get up to the rooftops, and we're off running into the night.

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A/n : yall are keeping me awake all night :) lmfao I said that I'd try not to write too much for each other chapter, but I just got carried away.

You may be confused with some topics in the first pov in this but just wait-

I just wanted to say tysm for all the reads and votes, this story has gotten way more attention then I actually expected <3333