Chapter 8: Chanel

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It happened again...

Dream wakes up, randomly. George isn't sleeping next to him, like usual, and the only thing he can move are his eyes. 

The door starts to open, the creaking sounds terrified him. The door eventually opened all the way, no one was there, just an empty hallway and the loud air conditioning sounds.

After a couple minutes of just plain silence and stillness, he sees a shadow-like figure in the door frame. His eyes focused, it was George, yet it wasn't at the same time. He just stood there in silence, not moving, just..staring at him. He had no expression on his face, yet it was the most emotion he had ever shown. It wasn't George. 

Eventually, George vanished, he wasn't there anymore.

He never was...and that scared him.

Dream started to have trouble breathing. He thought it was because he was scared, but it wasn't. So, he tried to calm himself down, nothing worked. He tried moving his fingers and toes, nothing moved. He was just alone, in the dark, leaving him and his own useless brain to overthink many things: Does George hate me? Was this all a prank? Was it all a dream? Does this mean he will leave me? What does this mean? What does it mean?

What does it mean?

Dream calmed himself down, he still had trouble breathing but it got slightly better over time. Dream decided that it was best to just close his eyes, to leave all distractions out of sight. Though, this action tricked his brain into becoming tired. So, he fell asleep. 


It was 6:00 am, Dream was next to George. It confused him since George wasn't even there last night, but that was because of obvious reasons. Though, Dream had something planned today, so he can't just let it bring him down. He got out of bed slowly, to not wake up George, and walked to his closet. He picked out some clothes and changed, he then left the room and closed the door quietly. George, obviously, wouldn't wake up for at least another 2 hours, so Dream had time to go where he planned on going. 

Dream walked out of his front door and got in his car. He checked his phone, 37 notifications from Sapnap. Oh my god, I never answered Sapnap. He leaned his head back, he felt bad, so he called him. 

Sapnap picked up.

"Sapnap!"

"Oh my god, did you like die or something? You never answered me."

"I- I'm sorry, I was really busy."

"With what? All you did was sit down and talk with George."

Sapnap was right, he had completely ignored him. He sighed and ruffled his hair, "look, I'm sorry. But I...have to tell you something."

"What are you gonna tell me? That you're dating George or something? Oh come on now Dream," he joked.

Dream's face turned red and he bit his lip, he was right. He didn't want to admit it, but he had to tell him, "look, Sapnap, I-I am-"

Sapnap gasped, "wait- what?! I was just joking but- wait- you- you guys- wait- you are?!" 

He chuckled, "yes, but don't tell anyone."

"Dude, of course I won't!" Dream could hear his smile, "thank you for telling me! Wait, when are you guys planning on telling everyone else?"

"We're not sure yet."

"Oh, alright," there was a pause, "well, I gotta go."

He didn't feel like asking why, so he just let him go, "oh ok! Bye," he hangs up.

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