(13) Sapnap

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Fun Fact: 13 is my lucky number, so this should be a good chapter.

Also, I just made my personal description 666 characters long (according to Wattpad). I feel accomplished.  

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"Wake up~" Dream sang as he lightly tapped the palm of his hand against George's cheek.

Slowly, George raised his eyelids to reveal his stunning chocolate brown eyes.

"We have a guest, would you like to say hello to him?" Dream asked in a strangely sweet tone. 

George's face morphed into pure confusion, why would he let me say 'hi' to someone when he kidnapped me and is hiding me in his house? 

"What?" he whispered in a barely audible voice.

"I have a good friend over! You two already know each other, so it'll be like meeting an old friend... unless you want to keep to yourself? This might be one of your only opportunities to talk to anyone else except me~" Dream's tone shifted from friendly into menacing in a span of just a few seconds.

George sat there, extremely confused for a few minutes, completely silent when Dream got up from the crouching position he was in and walked outside. "I'll tell him to come here and say hi!" he yelled out before shutting the door. Make sure to take no risks even though he's tied to a chair still.

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George pov:

The door unlocks and Dream steps back in with a familiar face behind him.

My eyes widen to a point where they can't any longer, and my mouth opens narrowly.

"Nick?" I whimper out.

He quietly chuckles, "Sorry George, you seemed nice. I had to listen to my buddy's orders, though." 

3rd person pov:

"C'mon, Sapnap, he doesn't seem too thrilled to see you. We should go upstairs before he bites off your head" Dream joked and repeatedly patted Nick's shoulder.   

They turned to leave when George cried out to them, "wait!" 

Both Dream and Sapnap turned to look at George when he spoke again, "Please... don't hurt Karl." Sapnap stepped closer. George made eye contact with him and continued what he was saying." Please, Karl is sweet and caring. Don't ruin it by harming him" 

Sapnap smiled lightly, "don't worry... Karl will be safe under my care"

George returned the smile before tears successfully leaked from his eyes, "Thank you..."

Dream watched over those two talking as guilt surpassed him. The look in George's eyes when he spoke was enough to make Dream himself cry right on the spot if he wanted.

Typically, Dream finds some twisted delight when he sees fear in his victim's eyes —-- but this wasn't fear. Throughout, sorrow, grief, and misery prevailed, but there was no tinge of fear that Dream could detect. 

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(Sapnap left, and Dream had to give George lunch for the day, but George couldn't eat with his hands tied) 

Dream grabbed something slightly rectangular from his pocket and did something that clicked it open, revealing a blade. (a pocket knife) 

He held it up to the rope around George's arms and watched as they fell to the ground with a gentle plop, meaninglessly. He next did the same with George's leg restraints and backed up before grabbing the plate he had just brought in and putting it on George's lap and walking off into whatever was behind the door.

He went to eat the food when he realized something; the fork was metal. If he stabbed Dream with it, it would at least break a layer of skin and temporarily stun him, giving George a chance to run away.

He thought over his plan thoroughly and decided he shouldn't take the chance when Dream returns this time, but for the next meal. He always gets a metal fork to eat with, so it's not a one-time mistake Dream made.

Soon enough, Dream returned to get the dishes and George willingly handed them to him. In about 6 hours, he will get free —-- if his plan goes well, that is.  

Dreams footsteps exit the room as George plops down on the bed given to him for a short nap. Of course, he didn't plan on sleeping, but if Dream thinks he is just taking a nap, then he won't be suspecting George of trying to escape.

George pov:  

I have a plan to escape and now I just have to wait. The worst part of literally anything. Who even likes to wait? 

I shift so I'm lying more comfortably, then close my eyes and let sleep take over.

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What do you think??

I'm honestly disappointed in this just because it was rushed and I had to write this all after when I'm meant to be asleep, and it doesn't help that I said I'd do over 1,000 words. 

Do you prefer 1st person (George, Dream, ex.) or 3rd person pov?

I cannot choose between the two and constantly change POVs as you can see. If I know a preference, I can use that one more fluently, or just use that one.

1017 words.


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