Raid || DreamWasTaken

Chapter 1

You aren't loved.
Nobody loves you.
What? Are you gonna cry? Do it.
Is crying all you know how to do? How pathetic.
I can't believe I ever wasted my time on you. 

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I woke up to the sun beaming down into my room. I rubbed the tiredness out of my eyes sighing heavily.

 Normally by now I wouldn't mind the flashbacks/nightmares. I haven't been affected by them for awhile ever since it happened. Although lately it feels as if I'm actually there, in the nightmare. It's as if I'm there and I can actually feel my heart breaking, as it did in real life that day. Am I lucid dreaming? Thats unlikely considering I'm not even sure how too. I brush the thought off as I distract my mind to something else. 

I lay in bed for about an hour scrolling through my phone. I check twitter, Instagram, the basic routine. I check my notifications and see that I missed my favorite twitch screamers live. Why must they always go live at 4 AM? 

I head into the kitchen, too lazy to brush my teeth. Gross I know, but it's been hard to find the motivation to do anything lately really. I look in my pantry for about 6 minutes, just staring at the very few options for breakfast. "Maybe i'll just eat later.." I murmured to myself. I grabbed a water bottle before heading back up into my room, and as always, back into my bed.

 I missed my first 3 zoom classes, but honestly I couldn't care less. I haven't been doing any of my school assignments. Usually I would care, but lately everything just tires me out. I'll catch up on it... eventually. I grabbed my laptop off my bedside table and decided to watch the streams I missed from that night. I click on the profile "DreamWasTaken" and see that he did another live on his SMP.

 It's funny, I thought to myself. They've done countless videos on this world, and they still haven't run out of content to use. I mean, I guess thats a bit easy considering they do in fact go to war every week over something silly. 

I click on the VOD and proceed to watch his stream, taking a sip of my water. "Hi!!" I hear the familiar voice say. I whisper a hi back, and then realized I probably seemed so stupid doing that. The voice was one I always enjoyed to hear, no matter what time of day it was. Dream's voice was soothing, and could be very friendly at times. I suppose thats one of the reasons why I enjoy watching him, it's as if I'm on a face time with an actual friend, not just watching a video of a person with almost 10 million subscribers. Shortly after, George and Sapnap join the server, and then the activities began. 

About two and a half hours later I finally finish the stream. I honestly had no idea what was going on half the time, but I do know that, that was the hardest I've laughed in awhile. Watching them play Minecraft motivated me to do so, so I boot up my PC and launch Minecraft.

 I used to play so often, but I started losing motivation for that too. It was upsetting really. Everything I loved and looked forward to doing, didn't excite me anymore. It's almost as if I'm losing myself, slowly and slowly everyday. I go on Hypixel and decide to do some bedwars, since I'm actually half decent at the game. I use to stream believe it or not, and got around maybe 100 or so viewers. Obviously whatever viewers I had were gone, since I haven't streamed since January... and it was September now. It's alright though, it was fun while it lasted.

 I joined a solo game of bedwars and absolutely dominate, which is surprising seeing as how I haven't played in awhile. I started to get more and more into the game, and decided just for the hell of it to stream. I was't expecting to get any viewers, but I just missed the feeling. I made sure my facecam was off, and that everything else was set up. I logged into my account, @Demon. I know, what a name.I was lucky enough to get it in the first place. It's a fitting name anyway since my name is Lilith and all.

I started my stream and ran around the Hypixel lobby as i waited to see if anybody would join. To my surprise, people did. In less than 5 minutes I got over 80 viewers. Not soon after, my chat started getting spammed with messages.

"You're back!"
"Where the hell did you disappear too?!?"
"I missed you so much!"
"Can we play together?"

A smile crept onto my face as I realized that they didn't forget about me. Most of them anyways. I chatted with them for a bit asking how everyone was doing, how their day was going, the usual. I read a few donations and thanked them greatly for it. Money was always nice to have, especially since I wasn't doing so well on it lately. I decided to do a party and play with some of my viewers. I invited them, and joined a 4v4v4v4 bedwars game.

The game went by surprisingly fast, and when I got the last final kill of the game, the entire chat filled with "Pog!" and "Pogchamp!!." I thanked the people who I played with and just read the chat for a bit. Slowly and slowly, I was gaining more viewers, and even a few subs here and there. I honestly wasn't expecting the stream to go this well. I looked away for a few seconds and by the time I looked back, my eyes nearly popped out of my head.

"5,000 VIEWERS?" I yelled. I couldn't believe it. I scrolled through the chat trying to find the person responsible, since I assumed I got raided. I finally found the name of the person, and when I tell you I almost fell out of my chair.

"T-thank you DreamWasTaken for the raid of 5,000 Viewers!" I managed to spit out. My stutter was definitely embarrassing, but at this point I didn't even mind it. I couldn't believe one of my favorite streamers raided me.

"Well, I was going to end the stream, but I guess now I really can't do that anymore." I laughed.
"Lets play a few more games of bedwars! I will be doing parties so drop your tag in the chat so we can play together!"

About an hour and a half later and I played maybe over 20 games of bedwars, winning over half of them. I read through so many donations, and thanked so many people for subscribing. Just as I was saying my goodbyes and thanking everyone for coming, I get one last final donation. I look over to my second monitor to read it out.

"Thank you...DreamWasTaken, for the- WHAT? YOU DONATED $100? ARE YOU INSANE?"
I had to reread the donation amount multiple times to make sure I was processing it correctly. I realized I forgot to read the message attached, and scrolled back to find it.

"You're welcome for the raid. You're pretty good at bedwars, but you wouldn't be able to beat me :)"

I laughed as I read the message out loud. 

"Yeah whatever helps you sleep at night. Name a date and time and I'll beat you. But thank you so much for the donation you're insane!."

"Alright everyone, I'm pretty tired out from streaming so I'm going to be getting off now! Thank you to everyone who donated, subscribed, and even just watched me play! I hope you'll all tune in for my next stream. Bye!! :)"

I ended the stream and sat back in my chair thinking about what just happened.
1. I got raided by dream
2. I got a $100 donation from dream
3. Dream watched my stream
4. ... Did I mention dream watched my FUCKING STREAM!??

I thanked myself mentally for deciding to stream. Today was honestly a way better day than expected.
I look over to my phone and open twitter, only to find a particular notification

DreamWasTaken and DreamWasTaken2 followed you.

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AHH ok first chapter done. What do you guys think? Trash? eh its ok? good? lemme know. <3333