[For the purpose of the story, Dream's mom's name is gonna be Natalie.]
๐ง๐ช: ๐๐๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ถ๐ป๐ด, ๐ฎ๐ป๐ ๐ถ๐ฒ๐๐, ๐ต๐๐ฝ๐ฒ๐ฟ๐๐ฒ๐ป๐๐ถ๐น๐ฎ๐๐ถ๐ป๐ด
"Hello, this is emergency services, is this Clay (last name)?"
"Uhm, yes? What is it-?"
"Well, it appears that your sister found your mother, Natalie (last name), passed out on the floor, and you were in her emergency contacts."
Dream sat there for a few moments, shocked. He felt his eyes widening and his heart slowly sinking into anxiety. "Where is she now?!"
"She currently at an emergency facility in Lock hart. She is now being sent to a hospital in Orlando. I will send you all of the information you need to know."
"Wai-" The lady hung up. Dream dropped his phone into his lap and started shaking, tears filling his eyes, slowly spilling onto his cheeks.
"What happened?" George asked, his voice full of concern.
"M-my-"
"Hm-?"
"M-" He cleared his throat. "I- n-nothing." He said softly.
"Then why-"
"It's n-nothing."
"Why are you crying then?"
"I-I'm not."
"Dream, I can see-"
"It's nothing, just drop it. Don't worry about i-it."
"Dream-"
"Please just- leave me a-alone."
๐๐๐ค๐ง๐๐'๐จ ๐๐๐
George lowered his voice. "I-I'm sorry Dream I just wanted to hel-"
"Well, I don't NEED your 'help', so it'd be nice if you could just leave me the FUCK alone, like I asked you to. I may be close to you and sometimes open up, but you don't always need to try get me to talk to you about stuff." Dream said, his voice raising all of the sudden.
Dream seemed shocked at the things that he'd just said.
George blinked, taken aback. His shock melted away into hurt as his eyes started to look glassy from the tears forming in his eyes.
"W-wait George I- I didn't m-mean-"
"Forget it." George opened the car door, stepping out and slamming it. He walked inside, and right when he closed the door, he ran into the bedroom, tears streaming down his face. He flopped on the bed and sobbed, clenching his fists as hard as he could. He tucked in his legs so that he was sitting with his caves under his thighs, his head buried into the bed covers.
๐๐ฉ๐บ ๐ข๐ฎ ๐ ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฎ๐ฏ ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ข๐ญ? ๐๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฃ๐ข๐ฅ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ'๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ต- ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต? ๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ, ๐๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ณ๐จ๐ฆ?! ๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ช๐ด ๐ธ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐จ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ? ๐ ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฃ๐ข๐ฃ๐ญ๐บ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฆ ๐๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฎ ๐ง๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ญ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ด๐ฆ, ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ. ๐ ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ถ๐ค๐ฉ ๐ข ๐ง๐ถ๐ค๐ฌ-๐ถ๐ฑ.
George sat upright and took in short, shaky breaths. His vision became blurry and he felt dizzy. He held his hand to his chest, trying to calm his breathing. His heart was racing and he felt weak. For a few minutes, he tried to control himself, but his vision was only getting more blurry and he was only feeling more weak.
"I'm s-sorry Dream.."
Suddenly, he fell back, causing him to limply fall off of the bed. His head hit the wooden floor with a thump, and everything went black.
๐ฟ๐ง๐๐๐ข'๐จ ๐๐๐
"Dammit, Dream! You fucked up again!" He slammed his fists on the top of his car, tears spilling out of his eyes and streaming onto his cheeks. He sighed.
๐ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐จ๐ฐ ๐ข๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฐ๐จ๐ช๐ป๐ฆ..
Dream wiped the warm tears from this cheeks and eyes as he headed inside. The apartment was awfully quiet. Dream checked the living room, kitchen, bathroom. No George. Then, he heard a soft thump coming from the bedroom. He turned and walked over to the door, stepping inside.
"George?" He spotted him and walked over. He poked him, assuming he fell asleep, just in a strange position..
๐๐ฉ๐บ ๐ช๐ด ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ญ๐ง๐ธ๐ข๐บ ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐จ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ด ๐ช๐ง ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ..?
"..George?" He shook him. No response.
"George?!" Dream yelled. No response.
"GE-ORGE!" He screamed, his voice starting to crack. Dream quickly took out his phone and dialed 911.
[Here's some song recommendations for the upcoming scenes (optional)
Mr Loverman (but it's even sadder), Yellow (slowed)]
"P-please help m-my f-friend is p-passed o-out and w-wont resp-pond."
He gave them the address, and soon the ambulance arrived. They lifted George onto a stretcher and carried him away, Dream following close behind.
One of the men came up to him as the rest loaded up the ambulance.
"Are you a family member of him?"
"I-I'm his b-best- f-friend." Dream stuttered.
"I'm afraid you cannot be in the ambulance then. You may follow us to the hospital, if you wish."
Dream sighed shakily and nodded, it barely being noticeable. Dream got in his car and followed the ambulance as they took off. Dream burst into tears, making the flashing lights he followed up ahead blurry. His heart was aching like it had just shattered into a million pieces, those pieces that may not heal.
๐๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ด๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ฌ๐ข๐บ..
They brought George into a room, Dream following, only for a lady to stop him.
"You can't come in."
"Why?!"
"Reasons."
"P-please I just wanna s-see h-him.."
"I'm sorry, I'm afraid you'll have to wait."
Dream fell to his knees, sobbing.
"P-please.."
The lady shut the door, leaving him sobbing on the cold floor, alone.
"Why.."
He sobbed, aching to know what would happen, and how George was doing. Was he okay? Dream sighed shakily.
๐๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ด๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ฌ๐ข๐บ, ๐๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ณ๐จ๐ฆ. ๐ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฆ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ ๐ง๐ฆ๐ญ๐ต.. ๐ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ, ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐บ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ'๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ฌ๐ข๐บ. ๐- ๐ ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฅ๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฉ๐ถ๐ณ๐ต ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ.. ๐ ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ด๐ฏ๐ข๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฅ.. ๐'๐ฎ ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ณ๐ณ๐บ. ๐ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฆ๐ณ๐ท๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ..
Dream decided that he needed to call a few people. (George's mom was already informed)
"Hello? Dream?"
"S-sapnap.. G-george he-he-"
"What do you mean? What happened?"
"G-george i-is in t-the hos-hospital." Dream stuttered, tears streaming down his cheeks.
"What?! W-what happened?!"
"I-I'll tell you l-later, just- please come t-to Orlando asย f-fast as you c-can. I'll t-text you the address w-when you're in F-Florida." He hiccuped, making him feel worse.
Dream hung up and sat there crying, his head hanging. He clenched his fists, his nails digging into his skin.
"FUCK!" he screamed, gaining a few people's attention.
"What is wrong with me.." he sat with his calves under his thighs, his head bent, sobbing silently.
"I-I'm so sorry G-george.." He whispered. "I w-won't do that again, but please stay with me. I- I don't know what I would d-do with-..without you. Please.." He mumbled, stuttering slightly as he continued to sob. He took in a few shaky breaths, doing his best to calm himself.
"I won't hurt you again, please.."
๐๐ฆ'๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ฌ๐ข๐บ.. ๐๐ฆ'๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ฌ๐ข๐บ..
๐๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต?
...
Dream decided to sleep it off.
Dream woke up to a lady gently shaking him, telling him he could seeย George now. It was now the morning of the next day.
Dream struggled to get up, but quickly recovered as he stumbled into the room. Sat upright across the hospital was George.
๐๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ณ๐จ๐ฆ..
"George!" Dream quickly stumbled over to the side of his bed, and gently embraced him, doing his best to not hurt him. He didn't hug back.
"Wha- who are you?"
๐๐ฎ๐ฝ๐ฟ๐ถ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ผ๐๐- ๐ด๐ถ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ค๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ต๐ข๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ช๐ฐ๐ณ.
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