-Stuck Daydreaming-

Chapter 11

"I think it's time you should know about why I left."

I explained everything to them, leaving nothing out. I told them how we started dating, how things changed, the arguments, the fights. The first time he hit me. They all remained quiet, listening and taking in every word I was saying. I told them about the manipulation, the gaslighting, and about the last day he hit me. I rolled up my sleeves and showed them the now fading bruises.

I could tell from the looks on their faces, they were all raging on the inside. Dream was the most angered, having somewhat encountered Jake about twice now. He occasionally paced back and forth in the room before coming to sit down next to me. And Nick was now standing looking like he was ready to win a fight, his arms crossed making him look strong and intimidating with his toned muscles poking out from under the t-shirt he was wearing. George was the hardest to read. I couldn't tell if he was saddened by the whole thing or mad that it happened. He was quiet, staring at the ground like his life depended on it, sometimes nodding his head. I could tell he wasn't the confrontational type.

"And now he's finding ways to contact me after I blocked him," I explained why he had suddenly donated. I knew Jake wasn't an idiot. He would do anything to get what he wanted. He'd scour through all of Twitter and my Twitch streams to find any clue on who Clay was. And it didn't take him long to figure it out.

"Alright, so what's stopping us from beating up this idiot?" Nick had this shine in his eyes, he was ready.

"I can't let you guys do that. I don't want to drag you any further into this mess than I already have. It was dumb of me to think that just by running away he'd finally leave me alone." I hugged myself, tears prickling at the corner of my eyes. I didn't want to cry, at least not in front of them. The only one who'd ever seen me this vulnerable was Dream. I didn't want to look weak to the boys.

"Y/n, you didn't drag us into this. I'm the one who told you to leave, remember? I put myself in this position and I'm planning on helping you until the very end," Dream finally sat next to me, wrapping one arm around me and holding me close to him. I hadn't noticed how cold I was until his body heat was engulfing me. It wasn't smothering, but instead reassuring. Reassuring of what? I'm not sure. Maybe that everything would really be okay. Or maybe that no matter what happened, I'd always have him to depend on.

Nick walked over to us and sat down on the opposite side of Dream. Then he too hugged me. It was like a bear hug. He was practically born with the ability to give the perfect hug. He didn't have to say anything for me to know he would also be there for me whenever I needed him.

I looked up at George who was still sitting down. I reached my hand out to him, a signal for him to join us. He stood up and made his way in front of us where both Dream and Nick had their arms out for a hug. He accepted and soon we were all holding each other.

"Can we still beat his ass?"

"Nick! What did I say?"

"I got your back, Sapnap."

"Dream! George tell them something."

"I'll record the whole thing."

"George! You guys!" We all laughed and finally let go of each other. I had been thinking about something for a while now. I just needed some advice, and maybe a little backup, "So I want to clear everything up for those who saw the stream. But I want your advice on what to say."

For the next half hour, the boys helped me type out a long paragraph in my notes explaining everything I'd told them previously. They told me this would be for the best, and would hopefully stop Jake from trying to contact me anymore. Finally, I screenshotted my notes and made my tweet.