Can You Feel My MLOHKCOTS Heart || DNF

Two

A loud ringing filled georges ears as he awoke in a room, he was burning up and breaking out in sweat, he was laying in a bed, as he looked up he saw three doors

He tried to move, but a sharp pain filled the right side of his body and his whole body felt heavy, he realized that his shirt was off of him and he was bandaged

"What the hell..." george muttered to himself as he got up from the bed and began to walk towards the door, but he felt his body become heavy, he could barely walk

He drags his body to look at the three doors in front of him

George looked at the three doors, he walks to one and opens the door
A bathroom
He looked at the other door as he tried to reach the handle but was unable to open, he walked the to the final door, it opened, it was a small closet but it was empty, no signs of anything

"Hello?!" He screamed as he backed out of the mini closet

No response, george's chest began to feel tight as he could feel his body getting hotter and hotter
Suddenly he heard a noise outside

The door was being messed with
George looked at the door and was met with a bright light

He covered his eyes and when he looked back up, he saw dream standing in front of him, george couldn't stand the heat from his body and his legs began to feel like jello
He fell backwards but dream caught him before he hit the floor

George was panting, clutching the shoulder of his kidnapper
Dream picks him up bridal style and carried him back to the bed, dream could feel Georges body burning up,

"You probably have a fever from when you hit the cold water" dream finally spoke

"hot...water, please" george mumbled

Dream didn't say anything, he laid george down carefully and covered him back up with the blanket
George's vision was getting blurry

Dream turned back around about to walk away until george grabbed a hold of a green hoodie he was wearing

"Why am i here...i wanna go home, what are you gonna do to me..."george said with tears filling his eyes from the pain

Dream slapped his hand away with aggression, georges hand throbbing from how hard the slap was

Dream turned around and grabbed georges wrist and pulled it up against the wall, he finally spoke

"Shut the fuck up, you're whining like a baby and it's making me lose my patience..." dream said with a low yet angry tone

George's eyes widen and teared up

"I'm s-scared...please!" George said with a breaking voice

Dream gripped his wrist tighter causing george to wince, dream went to georges ear level and whispered

"For a fucking president, you are such a child, you know that? If you don't shut up, i promise you that you won't be alive to see what the future holds"

George held back his cries, dream lets go of his wrist and turns around and walks out of the room

George silently cried, holding his bandaged up torso

>>>> A couple hours later

The British brunet tried to fall asleep, but the fever he now had was getting worse
He panted as he tried so hard to ignore the pain

He heard the door creak open

He didn't look back, he just faced the wall

"Hey, Get Up" said a familiar voice

George slowly turned around to see dream with a box
He looked up at dream

"Did i stutter? Get the fuck up" dream said with an annoyed tone

George slowly sat himself on the edge of the bed
Wincing from the pain

Dream put the box down next to him on the bed as he undid the bandages around georges torso

George groaned from the air hitting his open wound
Dream grabbed a fresh pair of new bandages and grabbed a pair of scissors

George was shivering, he was scared of this masked man but if he had to get some information from him

"S-So, why do you call yourself dream?" He said with a rasp voice

"What's the opposite of a nightmare" he said with a dead tone

"A-Ah, i see" he said with a quivering tone

Dream looked up, george was panting still but looked back at him as well

"Hmm, Blue and Brown" dream said

"What?.." said george

Your eyes, they're different colors? Said dream

"Oh, well yea, i can hardly tell because i'm colorblind..." george said as he looked away

"Hmm" replied dream

George looked back at the dirty blonde masked man, without realizing it, he was reaching out for dreams mask only to be met with scissors slashing his palm, he pulled back his hand in pain

Dream got up and grabbed his arm, tossing george to the floor, landing on his bullet wound
George let out a scream of pain as he hit the ground, Dream walked over to him and grabbed his hair lifting him up to face him

"Stop trying to be fucking friendly, The President of L'manberg trying to make peace with his abductee, only to be thrown on the ground like the fucking puppet that he is" he said coldly

George had tears streaming down his cheeks

"I didn't ask to be kidnapped" george cries

"Hmph, Well your the president of l'manberg so a lot of people want you fucking dead, i'm only keeping you alive because i like to play with my food before eating it..." dream slowly slid his mask upwards revealing his mouth, he leaned closer to george and licked his tears that were coming down his cheek

"You're gonna die soon...just to let you know..." says dream as he let's go of georges hair and lets him flop to the ground, he started walking away but george said something that made him stop in his tracks

"i never asked to be president either...i just wanted to be free..." he said in between sobs

Dream stopped for a second, then left and locked the door behind him

End Of Chapter