~ The Wish ~ ( Dnf )

~ 3 ~

TW: Talk about abuse, abuse, panic attack

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George started to walk to the dining room in a blue hoddie and sweatpants. He didn't need to be fancy if it was just his brothers, Tommy's friends, and Dream.

What George didn't know was that his parents would be there.

George stepped into the room to see his two parents sitting down at the table with disappointed looks on their faces.

George's eyes widened. "F-father, mother.... welcome home...." Said George, trying to refrain from running out of the room and crying.

"Hello, son." Said George's father. George would never forget that voice. The voice of disappointment, and anger. The voice that belonged to the person who abused George for many, many years.

"Hello, George. It's nice to see you." Said George's mother. That was the voice of the so called "sweetheart" of the family.

Sweetheart my ass.

George's mother would cheat on his dad, making his dad mad. His dad knew that he couldn't hit his mother, so he took it out on George.

~ Dream pov ~

I notice that George was trembling, and his eyes were getting glossy with tears. I put a hand on his shoulder.

George jumped at the touch, but then turned around. "Y-yeah?" Stuttered George. "You alright?" I asked in a whisper. "I-I... no...." Said George looking down.

"Me and George are gonna go get this scratch he has cleaned up. We'll be right back." I said with a smile, even though they couldn't see my face. "Okay. Be fast though, because I need to have a little talk with George." Said George's father. "Okay." I said cheerfully, even though I was pissed.

~ Author's pov ~

George and Dream started walking to one of the bathrooms in the castle, to make it more believable.

Dream then shuts the door. George starts sobbing uncontrollably. "Hey, hey, what's wrong?" Asked Dream, trying to calm George down.

"M-my d-da- he-" George said between sobs before he got cut off by Dream saying, "I know. I saw that look he gave you. You were gonna say he abuses you right?" Asked Dream. George nodded.

George started hyperventilating. "George, calm down... it's okay George. Sh sh sh, it's okay." Said Dream, though Dream was pissed, he tried to keep calm.

~ George pov ~

I can't breath...

After a couple minutes my vision started to get blurry. I grabbed onto Dream's hoddie, trying to let him know I couldn't breath.

"GEORGE! GEORGE STAY WITH ME! BREATH! IT'S OKAY!" He yelled. I was slowly starting to lose my vision.

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Then, I woke up. Dream was on top of me. The one thing I noticed was that-

He doesn't have his mask on.

Dream then quickly put his mask back on before I could see anything.

~ Author's pov ~

"I'M SO SORRY! It's all i could do..." Said Dream, he seemed to be freaking out.

"Huh?"

"Y-you don't remember?" Asked Dream. George shook his head. Dream let out a relieved sigh. "Good." He said.

"What did you do? Also why are you on top of me?" Asked George. "AH! N-NO REASON!" Yelled Dream with a flushed face.

Dream and George then walked out of the bathroom.

"You two were in there for awhile, you alright?" Asked George's mother, with a face that said, "I honestly don't care how you feel.". "Y-ya fine..." Said George looking down at his feet.

"Sit down George." Said Wilbur with a worried smile, that was breaking slowly.

Wilbur was abused the most, and had multiple scars from it all over his body. Wilbur would try to protect George most of the time, so he got hurt the worst.

Once their father had bashed Wilbur's head into a wall about 30 times or more.

On the other hand, Tommy was just looking at his food. He looked terrified. He was trembling, and there was already tears pricking at the sides of his eyes.

Tommy was the one who was left in the cold basement when he got in trouble for a week with no food, water, or even a blanket.

That idea was his mother's. George looked over to his mother. She was grinning at Tommy, as if she was saying, "I don't care if you're here, I'll do it again mister. It's fun.".

George sat next to Wilbur, Dream sitting next to him.

Ranboo, and Tubbo seemed to be very scared. They must have heard the stories from Tommy.

"George, what's with your and your brothers clothes? Don't you think you should be more professional?" Asked George's father.

"It's easier to move around in." Said George, refraining from yelling at his father. "You know how I feel about easy things George." Said George's father. George's eyes widened and he looked down at his food.

~ After dinner ~

George's parents were about to leave, when George's father turned around.

"George, I need to have a private conversation with you." He said. George nodded with hesitation.

The two then walked around a corner into the lounge.

George's father then punched him in the face. George's nose started to bleed as another punch came. Soon after that, his dad took out a knife

Soon all George could see was his own blood. His vision went blurry for the second time today.

"That should remind you what I can do to you. Now you better not get me arrested." Said George's father.

George then heard Dream yelling at his father. George knew he was safe now, so he closed his eyes. He slowly let his eyes flutter shut.

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