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-ˋˏ 𝐀𝐌𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 ˎˊ-
↳ chapter thirty-eight „
· ━━━━━━ ୨💌୧ ━━━━━━ ·
❝ barbie says you're a piece of shit ❞
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-ˋˏ irl! ˎˊ-
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Under the dim glow of the moonlight seeping through the window of his bedroom, Dream lay still, his mind a whirlwind of restless thoughts.
The memory of that pivotal moment where he had laid bare his feelings to Malak, played on an endless loop, each word and gesture etched vividly in his mind.
"Is there something you want to hear?" she had said and he had crumbled.
He could almost feel the tremor in his voice and the knot in his stomach as he navigated the fragile terrain of his emotions.
Her unblinking expression, the flicker of confusion mingled with something he couldn't quite decipher, lingered like an unresolved chord, haunting him in the quiet of the night.
Regret and uncertainty intertwined as he scrutinized every nuance of her reaction, dissecting the subtle shifts in her gaze and the fleeting changes in her posture. Did he read too much into that unwavering stare, or was there a hint of acknowledgment hidden beneath her confusion?
He questioned the timing of his confession; she was ill, suffering from a bad fever and a terrible migraine, she was probably in no state to hear what he had to say. Therefore, he did not blame her for not registering what he had said, for not remembering.
As he lay there, trapped in the maze of his thoughts, he longed for a glimmer of sleep to shatter the relentless loop of uncertainty that kept him captive, tossing and turning in the quiet solitude of his bed every night since he handed her his heart.
As the weariness tugged at his eyelids, Dream found himself teetering on the edge of sleep, the remnants of his turbulent thoughts gradually ebbing away, when his phone suddenly lit up with a new notification.
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-ˋˏ twt! ˎˊ-
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Malak | @Phe0niX • 30min
good morning london
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Malak | @Phe0niX
look at this cutie btw
↳ George | @GeorgeNotFound
we are already running late
↳ Malak | @Phe0niX
we wouldn't be if you didn't take so long to get dressed
↳ George | @GeorgeNotFound
all I'm hearing is bla bla bla
↳ User 1 | @username1
late for whatt
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Sapnap | @Sapnap
have fun n stay safe!
↳ Malak | @Phe0niX
thank you bb! have a good night's rest <3
↳ Sapnap | @Sapnap
gn <33
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Niki | @Nihaachu
I'm going to have to steal your wardrobe
↳ Malak | @Phe0niX
you can have it all and more
↳ User 2 | @username2
@username3 see! sharing is caring!!
↳ User 3 | @username3
@username2 if you ask me to borrow my shirt one more time 🙂🙂
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Wilbur Soot | @WilburSoot
have fun babysitting!
↳ TommyInnit | @TommyInnit
not funny. didn't laugh. tracking your IP and plotting revenge.
↳ Malak | @Phe0niX
thanks! We sure will enjoy covering their tracks!!
↳ User 4 | @Username4
@Phe0niX their?
↳ User 5 | @username5
@username4 I'm assuming she means Tommy and Tubbo
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George | @GeorgeNotFound • 15min
on our way to pick up the kids
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Tubbo | @Tubbolive
mother
↳ TommyInnit | @TommyInnit
mother
↳ User 1 | @username1
mother
↳ User 2 | @Username2
mother
↳ User 3 | @username3
mother
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Malak | @Phe0niX
you take the best candid photos of me
↳ Zayn | @Zayn1999
my 13th reason:
↳ Nolan | @NolanEvans
@Zayn1999 🪦
↳ Ryan | @RyanEvans
@Zayn1999 🪦
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User 4 | @Username4
cringe
↳ User 3 | @username3
your honor, they simply hate to see a girl boss winning.
↳ User 2 | @username2
↳ User 5 | @username5
@username3 @username2 🤭🤭
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Malak | @Phe0niX • 2min
BONJOUR
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Malak | @Phe0niX
these two little shits stole my phone
↳ Tubbo | @Tubbolive
we are still your favorite little shits though 🥺
↳ TommyInnit | @TommyInnit
right? 🥺
↳ Malak | @Phe0niX
@Tubbolive @TommyInnit of course you are 😭🤍
↳ Tubbo | @Tubbolive
hehe
↳ User 1 | @ username1
@tubbolive
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George | @GeorgeNotFound
they are such a hassle
↳ Tubbo | @Tubbolive
you regret nothing
↳ George | @GeorgeNotFound
I don't, I'm having the time of my life
↳ Wilbur Soot | @WilburSoot
you're surely being sarcastic, George
↳ TommyInnit | @TommyInnit
@WilburSoot die.
↳ Philza | @Ph1lzA
@TommyInnit 💀💀
↳ User 2 | @username2
@TommyInnit DAS WILD
↳ User 3 | @username3
@TommyInnit like mother like son
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User 4 | @username4
😐
↳ User 5 | @username5
🤨?
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-ˋˏ irl! ˎˊ-
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As Dream read through the tweets, a flicker of unease stirred within him. He couldn't deny the pang of jealousy that tightened his chest.
The knowledge of her spontaneously agreeing to spend the weekend at George's house left him grappling with a surge of insecurity he hadn't anticipated.
Why did it bother him so much?
An internal battle waged as he tried to rationalize the unwelcome emotion, aware of the irrationality yet unable to quell the tinge of possessiveness that threatened to surface.
He buried his face in the pillow, grappling with the unsettling realization that he couldn't shake off the unease that coiled within.
The minutes stretched into an eternity, each passing second a testament to the torment of his racing mind.
He glanced at the tweets again.
Living miles away, he couldn't help but feel a pang of exclusion, a distant longing to be part of the laughter and camaraderie that animated the pictures before him.
He watched from afar, the sense of separation gnawing at him as he glimpsed the shared moments and inside jokes that wove an invisible thread between Malak and their friends.
With each image, a subtle ache settled in, accentuating the stark reality of his physical distance and the isolation it imposed, leaving him yearning for the simple warmth of togetherness that seemed just beyond his grasp.
Overwhelmed by a sense of longing and the persistent ache of missing out, Dream found himself consumed by an impulse he couldn't ignore. The distance that had once seemed surmountable now felt like an insurmountable chasm, urging him to bridge the gap between them.
As he dwelled on the several tweets and images of Malak's joyous moments with their friends, a determined resolve took root within him. The thought of being there, of immersing himself in the familiar warmth of their companionship, became an undeniable beacon, guiding him toward a decision that felt both reckless and necessary.
Amidst the flurry of conflicting emotions, a flicker of hope ignited—a belief that perhaps in the shared spaces and fleeting moments, he could carve out a place for himself once more.
With a bittersweet determination, he began to map out the journey that would bring him back to her side, ready to confront the distance and the complexities it held.
Finally, as Dream surrendered to the lull of exhaustion, the image of reuniting with Malak wove itself into his dreams. The thought of closing the physical distance, of feeling her presence once more, wrapped him in a comforting embrace, easing the restlessness that had plagued him.
Amidst the ebb and flow of his breathing, a newfound sense of anticipation danced on the edges of his consciousness, painting a serene landscape of shared moments and unspoken reunions.
The promise of being by her side once again provided a tranquil refuge, guiding him into the depths of slumber with a gentle reassurance that, despite the miles and the uncertainties, their connection remained an unwavering beacon of hope, illuminating the darkness of the night.
The next morning, Dream bought tickets to France.
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-ˋˏ 💌 ˎˊ-
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Author's note„
this chapter's a bit different from my regular writing. let me know if you liked it :D