Tws suicidal thoughts, self hate, and yelling. (Srry for not putting the Tws in the first part 🙏😭)
Dreams arms were folded over his knees, tears had dried down his face, despite the rain still landing on his soft skin. He was leaned over, the side of his face against his fathers tombstone, he felt cold, but he refused to leave him. Every time he left him, he only felt worse, and worse, still, he came back every time.
He sighed shakily, opening his eyes again to see the dark cemetery around him, it had been nearly three hours, it has felt like ten minutes. He wondered, when would he give up? When was the day his mind took over everything, and left him. Like everything else. He never thought about suicide, in fact, he was scared of the thought of taking his own life. Sometimes he hoped that soon, someone else would do it for him. Car crash, bullet, rage induced murder, hit man, ect. He knew no one with the right mind would do that, but Dream has seen what crazy people could do, he wondered, would he soon find himself in a psych ward as well? No, he was sane, just confused.
He was scared to fix himself. Therapists would rip into his mind and find all the secrets he didn't want out, it was scary. Death was such a sudden decision, it frightened him. He closed his eyes tight, he wished him and his father switched places. James was a happy, healthy, needed man for society. He was a freaking surgeon! And Dream wasn't needed, he wasn't saving lives, nore was he helping people. James and Dream were two different people, and Dream wished his name had been on that tombstone instead.
Dream was zoned out for too long, that once he felt his phone vibrating in his pocket, he only noticed it after it stoped. He reached into his pocket, not even caring water was dripping onto his phone.
7 missed messages from George💙❤️
9 missed messages from Sapnap
His eyebrow raised, wasn't their flight delayed? Why were they texting him? It was like three am for them. He opened George's messages first, scrolling through them.
George💙❤️
Dream? Where are you?
Hello?
Dream this isn't funny..
Dream!
I'm serious, where are you.. I'm getting worried
Sapnaps crying! Where are you!
Your locations off Dream! Where are you..
Sapnaps messages were about the same, he thought for a moment, what did they mean? Where was he? Before he could ask, his phone started ringing. George💙❤️ is calling.. he looked at the screen, scanning the name over and over again, he was scared, was George mad?
He let out a deep exhale, pressing the green button, "hello?" He asked, trying to sound more alive than he felt. His voice was raspy and deep, he hadn't used it much in a while.
"Dream! Oh my god! Thank goodness! Where are you!" George said, his words were linked and unsteady, was he crying?
"Are you crying?" He asked, why was George crying? Dream felt like the biggest asshole ever. He was here, groaning around like a baby while his best friend was sad. He was so selfish.
"It.. it doesn't m-matter!" He said, sounding as if he was drying his eyes, "where are you.. you aren't at home an- and your car is still h-here and we were looking for you!" He said, ranting out his words. Dream was making him sad? Wow, he really was an asshole..
He couldn't process much at the moment, the rain loud around him. "You're h-home.." he asked, tears running down his face.
"Yes! Where are you!" He yelled, Dream went quiet. "Hello?" He asked.
"Yeah?"
"Where are you" George said, more collected.
Dream looked down, he couldn't lie to George, he could never lie to him. He deserved the truth and more. "The cemetery"
