Abuse

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⚠️TW: STARVING, ABUSE, IMPRISONING⚠️

Y/N'S POV

I've been locked in my room for about a week, I was starving and I wanted freedom.

I've been trying to break the door down or smash a window but I was weak and tired, Then I heard the door downstairs open

"DREAM?! SAPNAP? GEORGE? ANYONE? PLEASE LET ME OUT!"
I yelled as loud as I could

"I BEG OF YOU!"
I banged on the door then fell to my knees in tears, The door downstairs slammed shut.

They weren't entering,
They were leaving.
They haven't left
THEY HAVEN'T ×#&!ING LEFT

The thought of that made me sick.
The fact that they were just downstairs listening to me cry and scream for help desperate for any communication for an entire week! Doing absolutely nothing! Not even checking on me, THEY DIDN'T EVEN BOTHER TO FEED ME.

But, What if I was wrong? Maybe they went in to check on me

I ran over to the window by my bed, It pointed directly to the front of my house, I saw him. Dream.

He locked the door and walked away

I was angry.

The farther away he was the more I saw red. I wanted to smash open the window and jump down then run after him as if I was a dog and he harmed my owner.

I wanted to kill him.

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