Even though the bleeding had stopped for a while, I was still feeling dizzy. I couldn't close my eyes for too long for fear of something bad happening, so I just sat there staring at the wall.
I heard the door creak slightly after what seemed like hours, and I hastily scooted back to the far corner, putting as much distance between myself and the person who had now entered the room.
I raised my head from my knees, hesitantly, to be greeted by the eyes I hadn't realised I'd missed, full of remorse and guilt. I went completely still as visions of the recent occurrence ran through my head.
He awoke with the moonlight shining on his raven locks and a sorrowful tone in his voice. The way his trembling hands rose above my head, and the single tear that fell as he swung the lampshade.
I wasn't angry, though, and I couldn't figure out why. I was tempted to tell him to piss off and leave me alone, but something kept me from doing so. Something told me I should give him a chance to speak.
"Hey Sapnap..."
A weak smile spread across his face as he walked over to the bars, passing the chair as he sat down on the floor opposite me.
"Hey little nugget"
I locked eyes with him as a smirk pulled at the corners of my lips.
"How've you been holding up?"
My smile instantly faltered at the thought of Dream's words.
"I've had better days. What about you Sap?"
"I'll be honest with you, I've been horrible. Everything's gone to shit since you've gone. Dream keeps on having temper tantrums like a two year old and me and George just feel really guilty"
"But you have nothing to feel guilty about, you didn't have a choice and I completely understand that"
Sapnap turned his back to me and leant against the cold bars.
"That doesn't make it acceptable though Y/N. I'm really really sorry. I didn't know he was going to lock you up. He just said it was him or you and..."
I shuffled over and sat against the bars, now back to back with my friend.
"Shhh, it's okay Sapnap, I forgive you, it's fine, there was nothing else you could've done"
"It's just Dream's not himself anymore. He's been getting distant ever since you left and I don't think he's the man I used to call my friend anymore. I think power's corrupting him Y/N"
I lightly sighed at his words as I leant my head back and looked at the ceiling.
"I don't think he understands Sap. I don't think he'll realise what he's doing until it's too late"
"No no, that's not what I mean. Before all this war shit, it was me, Clay, and George against the world, but now he won't even bat an eye in my direction"
I could hear the hurt in his voice. I wanted to hug him, let him cry in my arms, but I couldn't. I couldn't get out of my prison to comfort my best friend. All I could do was listen.
"I always knew that Clay and George were closer and I was okay with that, but he won't even talk to George at this point... he- he said he didn't care"
"I know..."
I heard shuffling behind me and turned to see Sapnap already looking at me.
"You know?"
I smiled slightly at him, trying to mask my sadness as I remembered the incident.
"I can't remember when it was exactly but I woke up earlier than usual and went downstairs to get breakfast. Before I even made it halfway down the stairs, I heard voices. Dream and Punz. I didn't hear much, he just went on about how I was nothing and stuff like that, then he said "I don't give a shit about her-"
"I don't give a shit about anyone. I never will"
My eyes locked with Sapnap's once again.
"You were there?"
"Yeah, I was sitting in the living room eating some pineapple when I heard all the commotion. No one seemed to realise I was there though"
I looked away, staring back at the wall again.
"I'm sorry about all this. If I hadn't gotten involved, if I had just shut up and accepted the fact that I was his prisoner, this wouldn't have been an issue"
Yet another shuffling noise could be heard, but I didn't turn around this time, as I knew what he was doing when I saw two arms wrapped around my waist.
"It's not your fault"
I sat utterly secluded from the world for several days, but it felt like years to me.
All I did was sleep, wake up to find a tray of food beside me, nibble on that, stare at the wall and then eventually fall asleep again. I was gradually losing my sanity.
Since Sapnap's visit, no one had spoken to me, and I felt more alone than ever. However, today was apparently my lucky day, as the door to my right creaked open, revealing a tall man dressed in a bright green hoodie.
I never realised how much I missed the colour green. The colour of the trees and grass. The colour that engulfs almost everything in the land.
Dream quickly made his way to the chair before flipping it around and straddling it. He then gently moved his hands up to the back of his head, removing and discarding his priceless mask before leaning down on his elbows that were resting against the back of the chair.
We sat in silence for a minute, taking in each other after our long time apart. Although I was rather ashamed to admit it, I had missed him.
"You know, ever since you left, the house has been quiet"
My eyes shot up to his face, studying his expression carefully.
"You make it seem like I had an option"
He completely ignored me, avoiding eye contact and appeared to be quite nervous.
"Sapnap and George really miss you. Especially your pancakes"
What exactly was he attempting to say in this conversation? I was deafeningly quiet, my gaze locked on the boy in the seat in front of me.
"Did you know that I kept on replaying the disc that we danced to that night"
He looked up at me for the first time today, my eyes locking with his emerald ones.
"Sometimes I even picture the look of understanding and appreciation on your face when you let me cry in your arms"
I continued to stare at him, my mouth falling open from shock.
"You know, no one has ever done that for me before. No one has ever actually been there when I needed them most"
A smile played at the corner of his lips as he sat, seemingly lost in thought.
A laugh escaped my lips before I could stop it. Actually, it was more of a cackle than a laugh. Some could argue it sounded malicious, while others might claim it sounded like a broken girl laughing. I couldn't tell which one it was.
"Are you seriously trying to use your manipulation skills on me right now or are you just bipolar?"
His face fell and the twinkle that was once present in his eyes vanished.
"You think I'm lying?"
I stared directly into his eyes and I swear I saw them water slightly.
"Of course I fucking think you're lying Clay!"
Clay, I never realised how much I'd miss calling him by his name, or seeing a smile on his face as he looked at me with joy in his eyes.
"You literally locked me up in this shite hole and won't even tell me why! And you expect me to just act like nothing happened. To act like you aren't breaking me further than I've ever been broken before!"
As I raised my voice, shocking the male, I hadn't realised tears were streaming down my face.
"Well maybe if Tommy actually gave a shit about you, you wouldn't be sitting here talking to me right now..."
As my eyes widened, his words trailed off as he seemed to realise what he had just said.
"What..."
"Look Y/N, I didn't mean it like that, it came out wrong"
I turned away from him so I was now staring at the wall once again.
"Get the fuck out"
It was only just a mumble, but it was still loud enough for him to hear.
"What?"
"I said get the fuck out Clay! Are you deaf as well as bipolar now?"
As I rolled my eyes, I heard frantic shuffling movements. A few moments later, the door slammed shut, making me jump slightly. I had gotten to the point where I was questioning if anyone ever cared in the first place or if it was all just a big game to them just so they could mess with my emotions.
His words pained me. But then again, pain is always with you. It's the only friend you've got when happiness leaves you.