Eighteen ☾

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Thursday Night

party music blasted throughout the house, a familiar sight of drunken and drugged out teenagers looking to have a good time

the dirty blonde in the corner of the living room casually sipping his red cup glancing at his lover who was clearly very drunk

the words his father had said during the phone cal earlier that day played like a record for dream all night, what did he mean by it? what did he know?..

dream loved george yes, but his gut kept telling him to just listen to what his father was saying

a drunken brunet stumbled over and dream quickly caught him
"hey beautiful, had to much to drink?" he chuckled as george slurred his words

"dreeeeeeammm! i love youuu!" the brit giggled as he embraced him into a loving and drunk hug, the blonde couldn't help but just smile and adore his beautiful brunet

quackity and sapnap stumble over and drag george back to the dance floor
leaving a sober dream by himself once more

"You're boyfriend's a liar dream"
his fathers words replayed again in his mind as dream eyes his lover dancing like a goofball with his friends

he couldn't take it anymore, he grabbed his keys and headed out of the party without anyone seeing him

the door lock clicked as dream entered the place he and george called home
tossing his keys on the kitchen counter, dream made his way upstairs and quickly opened georges room door and eyes his school bag resting on the bed

he wanted to trust george, he wanted to believe that his father was wrong like always, he really did
but his gut was telling him otherwise

walking slowly to his lovers bed, he grips onto the top of the backpack and looks for the zipper holding the bag shut, he finds it and holds it with his fingers as he stopped
his heart was pounding, his mind was racing, he clenched his eyes shut, shaking his head and taking a deep breath as his fingers moved

the sound of the zipper opening made his heart practically stop as he opened his eyes and looked at the bag

he lifted the bag up slowly and shakily as one by one all of georges things dropped onto the bed some making clinking and thumping sounds as they hit the mattress

one sound made dreams heart drop even more, the sound of a large metal box falling onto the bed
he glanced at the silver box, it was a lock box, and it was closed shut

a lump formed in his throat, he couldn't even swallow as he began to tremble
with a shaking hands and sweaty palms, he reached over to the box and undid the small little lock as it made a clicking noise

please let it be some pencils, please let it be some new things he ordered online, please let it be something from school

no.. it wasn't anything he had wished it was

his father, for the first time in dreams life.. was actually right

" hey guys where did george go?" karl asked with a slur as he stumbled around the room

sapnap following behind karl as he drank from his red cup
"i don't know babe, now that i really think about it, where the hell is dream?"

"i don't know, i saw him in the living room earlier and then he disappeared" quackity replies as he sets his cup down "they're probably having sex somewhere" he laughs

sapnap and karl look at each other they didn't have a good feeling about this, they begin to look around for them with quackity trailing behind

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