My Only Light

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TW's:
-Mentions abuse, self harm and suicidal thoughts

Dream POV

'My parents abuse me.'

I shivered, even though I suspected something like that, it still came in as a bomb. George, my best friend got abused by his own parents and I never knew. Tears filled my eyes. 'For how long, George?'

'Years.'

'What did they do to you?' Sapnap asked.

George pointed to his face and neck.

'What really happened?'

'They got mad at me this morning and my dad hit me, well nothing special. But I screamed at him and he started beating me up and kicked me out of the house, so I laid down on the ground outside for 4 hours whilst bleeding.'

I pulled him closer and hugged him. 'Next time, George. Tell us. This is really bad, this is child abuse. How often do they do this to you?'

'I don't know, once a week?'

'What more do they do to you?' Sap asked.

'Just beat me up.'

'Just beat you up? That's not normal, George. Why did they do it?'

'My mum was packing stuff and she firstly started saying I looked like I was homeless, so I had to change. Then she wanted to put her suitcases on my spot, but I was watching birds outside, so I wanted to sit there. She slapped me and I quickly moved, but my dad heard her scream at me. I wanted to run away, but my dad grabbed my wrist and pushed me on the ground. Well, I screamed at him and that was really stupid, so he beat me up. And then I just cried for hours outside.'

I held him even closer to me. I felt my heartbeat fastener and so did his. I blushed, but he luckily couldn't see. He wrapped his arms around me and a few seconds later I heard him softly sobbing. I pushed him softly down on his bed and hugged him tightly.

'It will be alright, George. Believe me.'

'I won't. They will never stop, they hate me. They think I'm dumb, fat, ugly, annoying, a faggot-.'

'A faggot?'

'I was wearing pink, but I thought it was blue.'

'Are they homophobic?'

'Oh man, you don't even want to know.'

'George, you're not fat, ugly and everything they called you,' Sapnap said after being quiet for minutes.

I felt George shrug, it broke me. I broke the hug and looked at him. 'You are beautiful, George. I love you just the way you are.'

'I love you too, George,' Sapnap said.

George blushed and buried his face in my shirt.

'Aren't you hot, Georgie? It's 27 degrees outside.'

He shrugged again. 'A little.'

'Come take off your hoodie.'

George POV

I let Dream help me pulling my hoodie off, but I startled as soon as he took it off. 'Shit,' I whispered. I already saw Dreams eyes getting bigger. 'I forgot about that.'

I pulled away and put my hoodie on quickly.

'George?' Dreams voice sounded. He was crying. 'Let me see your arms.'

'No no no, it's fine.'

'George, I ask you one more time. Show me your arms.'

I sighed and pulled my hoodie off again. Dream unwrapped the bandages and stared at my arms. 'This is bad, George. Have you cut yourself?'

'Yes.'

'Have you done this more often?'

'Yes.'

'How often?'

'Every month or week sometimes every day.'

Dream started crying his eyes out and hugged me tightly. 'Never do that again.'

'Sorry.'

Sapnap joined our hug. 'George, don't cut yourself.'

'I love you so much, George. It hurts me so much to see you doing this to yourself,' Dream cried.

His "I love you so much" sounded genuinely.

'Really?' I whispered.

'Yes, really. George, you're everything for me. You saved me from such dark times.'

'My parents always say I'm worth nothing and no one loves me.'

'They are clearly lying, because I love you so much too,' Sapnap said.

I smiled and blushed as soon as I realised Dreams touch.

'George?' Dream said, wiping his tears away. 'Is there anything else?'

I looked at my feet. I didn't want to tell everything and hurt them even more. I smiled instead. 'No.'

'Are you lying, George?' Dream asked. 'I know your lying voice.'

'I'm just tired, my parents didn't give me food last night and I didn't really sleep.'

'Come, George. We are going to eat,' Dream said. 'I can cook for you guys? What do you have in mind? George, you may choose.'

'I eh- like pasta,' I said shyly. I was never able to choose anything I really liked.

'Then we will eat pasta.'

I smiled and felt tears coming up. Dream hugged me softly. 'It's okay, Georgie. What's wrong?'

'I haven't had dinner in a few days and I never got to choose anything. When my parents ate pasta, they gave me a sandwich. And when they had ice cream after dinner, they sent me to my room.'

'Georgie, do you want ice cream today? I will drive to the supermarket if you want some.' Dreams touch felt so relaxing.

'We might have some left, but I wasn't allowed to take a snack.'

'What do you all want to eat, Gogy?' Dream asked.

'Pasta with cheese? And maybe some ice cream?'

Dream smiled. 'Of course. Anything else you want?'

'Can we watch a film?'

'Yes, what film?'

'Doesn't matter.'

'Anything else?'

'Cookie dough ice cream?

'Sure, I'll go to the supermarket.'

'We might have everything at home still.'

'I'll look for you,' Sapnap said. He stood up and walked away.

I laid down on my bed and Dream kept hugging me. 'Is there anything else you wanted to tell us, but you didn't dare to?'

'Dream- I-.'

'What?'

'I tried to kill myself.'

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