Peach Silhouette

13 | The part where everything goes wrong

I awoke to sunlight washing over me, expecting the place beside me to be cold. But it wasn't, and I looked down to see Clay's hands holding my own. My entire body heated up at the thought. I turned my head slightly to see that Dream was gazing at me

"Ah, so you're up sleepyhead." Dream said softly.

"Yeah." I replied, my voice husky from sleep. "Why didn't you leave this time?" I asked.

"Do you want me to?" He said curiously. I shook my head vigorously, and he chuckled.

That stupid laugh.

"Honestly, I stayed because I was too tired to move. And you're pretty when you sleep." My cheeks definitely flamed at that.

"You're prettier though." I hummed, using one of my hands to brush my hair out of my eyes. Dream whined, and I laughed, placing my hand back in his. 

"You should call me pretty more often." He whispered in my ear.

"Dream!" I said, outraged. He wheezed.

"Careful, I'll hunt you down if you don't." I ignored the context that I heard that in, coughing and changing the subject.

"Oh damn we haven't done a manhunt with just you and me recently." He thought for a moment.

"Yeah, I guess not. I have studio today, you wanna record one?" He asked. I shrugged.

"Sure, I have nothing better to do."

Stop lying, there's nowhere you'd rather be.

I wanted to stay under the warm blanket forever, wanted to stay in Dream's arms forever, but I knew that I had to wake up at some point. Tommy just happened to speed up that process.

"Up and at em lovers! Time to start the day!"

Little shit.

"Tommy. Leave Dream and George alone." Wilbur's voice called from farther down the hallway.

"And if I don't?" 

"I'll fucking get you Tommy, leave them alone." Tommy ran and there was many footsteps and then a thump. I rolled my eyes.

"C'mon, let's go eat breakfast." I sat up, sliding my legs over the edge of the bed. I looked back at Dream, and he pouted. "Don't be a baby, Dream." I lectured.

"Oh I'm sorry, I forgot you're baby." He smirked and I rolled my eyes again.

After a couple more minutes of Dream whining, he finally got out of bed. We met in his studio and began to record.

There were some issues, though.

Mainly, Dream was really fucking distracting when I was sitting right across from him rather than an ocean away. He was still the stupid flirt he always had been, yet I found my self getting redder and redder as the day went on.

Finally, we turned off the computers.

"George, are you good?" Dream asked.

"Yeah, why?"

"You were, like, really red that whole time."

"Huh. Must just be catching a cold or something."

"You better not be, you stole my sweatshirt you should be plenty warm." I looked down at the soft green fabric surrounding me, smiling. I loved his sweatshirt with every fiber of my being. Then an idea popped into my head.

Yes, I would come to regret that idea. But at the same time - it might've been exactly what I needed.

"Ooh! Dream! Let's go to the beach!!" I tugged on his arm.

"Now?" I nodded. "It's dark though." He motioned to the window.

"So? Are you scared Dreamie?" I challenged.

"Never." He smiled. "I'll beat you there." He took off, running down the stairs. I shook my head and followed in pursuit. We burst out of the front door, and I was close behind him. Alas, he won and we collapsed onto the sand. We stared at the sky for a moment. Then I stood up, adjusting my shirt. 

I went to take a step, but my goddamn ankle gave out.

That stupid fucking ankle. When Hayden threw me to the ground, it got messed up. It had been bothering me for years and I never exactly knew what had happened to it. All I know is that it ruined something. Something really, really good.

But then again, if it weren't for my ankle, I don't know what would've happened. 

Bloody ankle.

Time slowed down, I swear it did.

I stumbled, and Dream reached out his arms to catch me. His arms were so warm, like a blanket. In truth, I would've been fine if I never had to leave that moment.

I could feel his breath on my face, warming my cheeks. Although I'm sure that wasn't the only reason they were a brilliant red. His breath smelled like sweet coffee. 

"I could kiss you right now."  I said softly.

"So do it." He murmured.

I wanted to kiss him. I wanted to kiss him so bad. I almost did, but then I heard a sharp voice at the edge of my mind.

"You are nothing."

I struggled to get up, pulling out of his arms and tripping as I tried to hurry. I covered my mouth and felt hot tears well up. They streamed down me cheeks as I kept running. 

"George wait, come back! I didn't mean it, I'm sorry!" Dream sounded distraught, his voice breaking as he called after me. 

All I wanted to do was turn around. Go back. But my body couldn't let me. I kept pushing forward, rushing into my room and slamming the door. I curled up on my bed and began to sob. After a few minutes, I heard a light knock.

Part of me hoped it was Dream, and the other part wanted to hide.

Why did he always have to ruin everything for me. 

GODDAMMIT. 

I just want to see his eyes, but I can't even do that. Because that man ruined it for me. He managed to ruin even colors. Bloody colors.

Because it was that bottle. The bottle he had smashed over my head had left a few shards of glass in the parts of my eyes needed to see color. He took away my color. 

"George? Are you alright?" I heard a soft voice from outside my door. The door opened and Niki stood in the doorway, her pale blonde hair thrown into a messy bun. I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing came out and I began to sob again. She sat down on the bed. 

"I don't know what happened, George, but I'm sorry." I closed my eyes. 

"Often, I am upset."

The sweet and sad melody surrounded me as the darkness crept in.

"That I cannot fall in love but I guess, this avoids the stress of falling out of it." 

"Are you tired of me yet? I'm a little sick right now but I swear, when I'm ready I will fly us out of here." 

As she hummed the sound faded away as I fell asleep, this time the space beside me colder than ice. 

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inspiring song(s)

slow - shy martin

stay with me - jeremy zucker

home - cavetown

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an: thank you all for 1.7k reads and sorry for the delay between chapters, although i did say this might come out late. still didn't miss my deadline though, that's tomorrow :) love you all and afri out <3