"D-dream...?" I didn't understand what was happening. Dream was my best friend, but he was doing these things to me. Dream kept telling me that...it's fine. That this was normal. But deep down, I knew it wasn't normal. Dream told me that he had strong feelings for me, that he needed me to be by his side. So that no one could take me away from him. Thats why I left. But I didn't think...he'd go as far as to stalk me. I know its him, I kept telling myself that it wasn't dream. It wasn't my old best friend, who I loved like a brother. But it was. Him knowing where I am at all times...it makes me feel like I'm wrapped in chains. So, I packed my bags and left. I made sure that I was really far away this time. But that clearly doesn't stop him. While in hiding, I meet someone. He's strange at first, mostly because of his voice but it's pretty soothing if you listen to it more. He doesn't know that I'm in hiding though...he thinks that I'm trying to get a new start. I didn't know that he knew dream either... Corpse... He is someone that I think I can trust. It's getting harder to trust people now because of dream always finding me. I feel like he's sending people out there... "Do you trust me... (y/n)?" Look, I can explain. I never really thought that I'd be making this story. But I saw a lot, and I mean, A LOT of stories about corpse husband. If you don't know who he is, then pls go on YouTube and look him up. To me he's a cinnamon roll with a voice to simp for. Alright sorry, hope you like. Warning: May include sexual contact Including: Kissing. Forceful touching. Maybe forcing sexual things. Mature wording. Swear words are included also. Note: I will not be using any fake or real names. They will be referred as Corpse and Dream. Thats all