State of Mind

State of Mind

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"Tell me you don't love me." George's voice gained steadiness out of nowhere. "What? George, I'm not doing tha-" "Tell me that everything was a lie, the late phone calls, the flirting, the notes snuck in class, the forehead kisses, the hand holding, the longer than necessary hugs. Tell me you don't love me Dream and I'll leave." In the moment Dream had gripped the edge of his desk so tight that his knuckles turned white. Why did he make it so difficult? Silence filled the air and George let out a relieved sigh. "Okay, so I'll call Sap tonight and we can figure everything o-" The taller male mumbled something under his breath and squeezed his eyes tight. George had tensed before he took a cautious step forward. "What did you say?" "I said I don't mmmmmh." "Dream you need to speak louder, you're mumbling." A nervous laugh had fallen out of George's mouth. "I said I DON'T LOVE YOU!" Forrest's eyes shot open and looked into broken bicolor ones. For a moment the world spun for George. Everything he worked for crumbled to ruins. "Y-you surely don't me-mean that. Let's talk abou-" "There is nothing to talk about. I. Don't. Love. You. Get the fuck out of my house George." His voice was drained of any emotion. ----- TW: Drug abuse, non-consentual elements, drinking, overdose, graphic scenes Also on AO3
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For the past two years, the only dreams George has had the pleasure of having were horrible, horrible nightmares. These nightmares always had five things in common. In every one, each and every person he cared about died in an excruciatingly painful way. In every one, George was tied up, and there were lacerations all across his chest that bled but didn't hurt. In every one, there was someone cackling in the background. In every one, there was something there. Something he could never remember the details of when he woke up. And lastly, that something would always lick his wounds slowly, savoring his blood and fear before whispering a promise in his ear. "I'll see you soon, Georgie." [DREAM NOT FOUND FIC, INSPIRED BY WIZARDSTOVE'S DREAM DEMON DESIGN]

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