F.R.I.E.N.D.S

Chapter 67 • Apart

My shoulders raised as I cleared my throat nervously.

DREAM:
"Y—yeah you are..." I nervously smiled, "Of course you're coming back..."

George remained silent for a moment until I spoke up.

DREAM:
"Why wouldn't you wanna come back??" I sat up in my seat while clenching my jaw.

GEORGE:
"I don't want to..." he said lowly.

My heart dropped as I ran my hand through my hair.

DREAM:
"I..." I shut my eyes while leaning my head down, "You—you don't want...why?"

GEORGE:
"All I've had is time to think...it's made me realize some things..." he spoke quietly.

I swallowed hard as I felt the tears warming up in the corners of my eyes.

DREAM:
"No you're..." I nervously laughed, "You're coming back. You're gonna live here—you belong here, George."

He sighed.

DREAM:
"George—it's been hell for me here without you. You can't—" I sighed, "You can't stay in England, it's not your home, you said I'm your home..."

George remained silent.

DREAM:
"George—you're my home..." My voice cracked as my eyebrows squished together in sadness.

He still didn't make a single noise.

DREAM:
"George I love you...you love me too—I know you do." I said firmly.

GEORGE:
"It's not enough..."

My heart dropped.

DREAM:
"It...it's always been enough..." I whispered, "George just—just come home. We can talk this out face to face—"

GEORGE:
"I don't want to." He snapped.

DREAM:
"No...no—" I shook my head as the tears fell down my cheeks, "You're not doing this to me..."

GEORGE:
"I'm staying in England, Dream...I'm happy here." His voice trailed off.

I clenched my jaw while leaning my palm against my cheek.

DREAM:
"You're happier in England than you are here with me...?" I nodded while glaring hard at my monitor.

He fell silent again.

DREAM:
"You told me I was your home..." my lip quivered, "You told me 'All I Need Is You'...you've told me that so many times, George—"

I raised my voice as he didn't say a word.

DREAM:
"Whatever problems you're having, we can go to Mae—she can fix this—"

GEORGE:
"Clay..." he said quietly, "It's over..."

I shut my eyes as I clenched my jaw, shaking my head. George suddenly hung up. Once he did, my phone fell out of my hand, slamming onto my desk as I gripped the sides of my hair.

"No, no it wasn't over. This wasn't supposed to end this way, it can't." I kept repeating in my head.

I gripped the sides of my hair harder, so much harder that my nails dug into my skin deep enough to make marks. My breathing hitched as I felt the world collapsing around me.

I couldn't think, I couldn't breathe, I could only feel the burning sensation inside of me, killing me.

SAPNAP:
"Clay!" He shouted.

•••••

I gasped awake as my head shot up from my desk.

That's when I realized I was on a Discord call with Sapnap and Bad. I felt something wet on my cheeks then realized they were tears.