Chapter 6: Not Found

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TWs: Swearing and anxiety

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Sapnap POV: (Same day as the last chapter, but its lunchtime)

Me, Karl, and Quackity were already in the lunchroom waiting for the other 3.

I sat there talking to Karl, Quackity was zoned out and in another world.

Every time I said something even remotely funny to Karl, he would giggle, I absolutely loved his laugh. I blushed almost every single time I'd hear it.

I've had a crush on Karl ever since I met him, I haven't told anyone about it either. Not even that I'm bisexual.

With that everyone keeps making jokes about us being and my face turns bright red every time.

I figured I should tell somebody because lately, my feelings have been a little too much for me.

I decided that I was gonna tell George when he gets here, seeing as he's my best friend and he's known me my entire life.

Eventually, Tommy and Wilbur entered the lunchroom. I was confused because George wasn't with them and he always comes to lunch with them. Most of the time he ends up leaving to go to the library, but he always shows up.

"Where's George?"

"Oh, he's in the library."

"Did he say why?"

"No, but he seemed off."

Tommy then spoke up

"I think might be something to do with his partner for our project"

"Really, who's his partner?"

"Clay, I think"

I froze instantly when I heard his name. 

I started to get flashbacks from that day

*Flashback today of the fight

I was in the cafeteria sitting at our table when out of nowhere, George comes up to me and asks for my car keys.

I  looked at him and he seemed a little tense, but I gave him my keys either way. As soon as I handed them to him he dashed out of the door and to the parking lot.

This caught my attention and I figured I should check on him. I hadn't seen Dream anywhere, I thought he'd be with him making sure he's okay, but he wasn't. The first block was about to start because the bell went off. I ignored it, making sure my friend was okay is more important.

 As I exited the building, l saw George in my car sitting in the passenger seat, he had his knees pulled to his chest and his face buried in his knees. When I saw this I immediately ran to the passenger door of my car. I opened the door and he looked up, his face was tear-stained with new ones streaming down his face. 

George stood up and hugged me. Burying his face in my shoulder soaking my t-shirt. This wasn't normal for George, he never hugged anyone. So, I knew something was very wrong. As I thought about it the only thing that would make him this upset was if Dream.

I pulled away 

"George was it Dream"

He nodded and I filled with rage instantly.

"That fucker is gonna pay"

I mumbled, George was still sobbing.

"Are you okay?"

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