I laid down.. the cold queen sized bed... dream wasn't home again. Probably out late with dapnap, getting drunk with girls he doesn't know. But he said he was gay. I grabbed that bottle of pills.. empty... goddammit. I didn't feel like going out. Door dash? No dumbass they don't do drug orders.. instead I walked to the kitchen and grabbed a knife. Stab myself? Not yet... well.. no. Cut? Yes?
The blade traced around my wrist, the shiny steel metal, I see my reflection. Why am I ugly? So it of shape.. I'm so skinny. Maybe it's cause my life now a days.. my family would be disappointed. God I'm crap. The knife was dull, it was as sharp as a plant eaters teeth. It needed to he sharp I grabbed a knife sharpener, and sharpended it. Perhaps we need a mew knife set? Maybe. I looked around. A dull, Grey and black apartment, ugly and bottles all over the place...
The door opened. Dream stumbled in. Damnit, drunk again. He slammed a glass beer bottle on the table as glass shattered
"Dream! I cleaned already" I told him
"Agh Whatever slut.." he said with his words slurred
"Just go to bed! You're drunk." I told him
"And? I just rammed into a girl so hard she won't walk tomorrow." He laughed
"Cheater." I said harshly.
"Oh wanna go there?!" He grabbed my wrist and grabbed a shard of glass from what he had just broken
"Give me your hand whore"
I gave hin my hand, I couldn't say no.. or else I could get in more trouble. The glass cut through my skin, blood running down my arm as he held back tears.
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I Don't Love You//DreamNotFound
FanfictionGeorge and Dream love eachother. But it's a painful relationship.. beatings. George wants to leave. But how can he tell his lover dream? This is based on the song "I don't love you" by My Chemical Romance.
