Dream started to read and Angelica couldn't help but listen to his voice intently. It was really soothing, she couldn't help but think. She could hear his lisp, it wasn't noticeable, but if you hear it close enough, you could hear it, and all she thought about was Corpse and Karl's words over how it was messed up that people with a lisp couldn't even say "lisp."
"'It was the first connection we had,'" Dream continued reading, "'and we depended on it to keep us together. We did a lot of work to meet in the middle. Music brought us together. So now music was stuck with us. I was lucky to be her guy for a while.'" He got quiet. "Please don't tell me..."
Angelica shook her head, a small smile on her lips.
"'Nobody ever liked it except me and Renèe,'" Dream continued, too into the book by now, "'and now she's gone...' No! Dammit! Give me the tissues."
Angelica passed him the tissues and he leaned back a little until his back was on the headboard, words being spewed out of his mouth.
After a couple of hours later, the two were left in tears, small sobs escaping their lips. Especially Dream as he continued reading the book and couldn't even let out a sentence without crying even more. His cheeks were flushed and he would wipe away his tears with the sleeve of his hoodie, grabbing a tissue and blowing his nose like the girl beside him.
As he finished, he placed the book between the two. They stayed in silence, processing the book. Dream let out a shaky breath.
"Where do we go from here?" He asked. He looked down at Angelica and saw that her eyes were red and puffy like his. "I-I don't even know what to say... I'm so heartbroken."
"I told you to prepare yourself," Angelica sniffed.
"I feel empty," Dream commented, staring at his feet, dozing off. "I... I don't even know what to say or to describe what I just read..."
"I have more sad books," Angelica said. "We can continue crying together."
"What book always makes you cry?"
"The Fault In Our Stars," Angelica replied, watching him stand up to grab the book. He sat back on the bed and he let out a couple of breaths, preparing himself. "I always watched the movie but Ansel-whatever-his-last-name-is just ruined it. Anyway, continue."
Starting to read the book, Angelica could feel her eyes fill with tears. For once in her life, she wasn't alone dealing with this. Even if she didn't like the guy, she couldn't help but admit that reading sad books and crying together didn't make her feel a little bit better.
"'What else?'" Dream read after a couple more hours later. "'She is so beautiful. You don't get tired of looking at her. You never worry if she's smarter than you. You know she is. She is funny without ever being mean. I love her...' God, Augustus, marry me."
The two fell into a series of giggles at Dream's words, tears still falling down their faces and Dream shushed her despite he himself giggling. He sniffed and got back to his stoic expression.
"'You don't get to choose if you get hurt in this world, old man,'" Dream continued, "'but you do have some say in who hurts you. I like my choices. I hope she likes hers. I do, Augustus. I do.'"
Dropping the book next to the one they had previously read, the two couldn't help but laugh at their teary-eyed faces.
"We're over here crying over books," Dream chuckled. "Oh, my God. I never saw my day coming like this."
"I didn't either."
Dream eyed the time and hummed. "I'm going to make some food. I'll bring it up to you." He stood up to leave and just as he closed the door, he turned around to look at her. "I'm still sorry for overstepping. I shouldn't have done typed in that comment."
Before hearing her response, Dream closed the door, leaving her with her thoughts. Angelica slowly brought down the blanket that was covering the lower half of her face and sighed, wiping her eyes. She turned to look at Gumbo and Patches.
"That was fun."
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
this book, this chapter, should
tell you all I'm a hopeless romantic,
but, I'm also one that does not
like affection or rejection so...
While reading this chapter, let's
keep in mind I'm not going to
make Angelica's depression/sadness
disappear just because she falls
in love with Dream. No. Her staying
in bed and not feeling mentally well
is something that she does struggle
with and I'm not going to make
it all disappear later on.
Anyway, hope you all like it.
I'm going back to listening to
Run by Joji on repeat. Good
song by the way.
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First Impression, 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌.
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