Blizzard & Me.
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Thread Topic: Blizzard & Me.
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(hey, no- you just need to keep consciously doing it. keep striving for the better. you can’t just say you don’t deserve it and give up, okay?)
Dream smiled, chuckling a little. “Thank you.”
Skeppy blinked. “No. They were usually abused to death or something. It might’ve been, I don’t know.” -
(that's the hard part though. i've been getting so many memory gaps recently, it's funny. be better is what everyone tells me, and i don't see the reason to. i'm fine, or i was, unti li was put through hell 4 years in a row. but if people backed off me, maybe i could go back to being fine. i dunno, i just don't know anymore...)
George smiled, turning and hugging Dream tight. "Of course." He said, squeezing tightly.
Bad frowned. "I'm sorry, love." He whispered. -
(hey, i’m sorry i can’t really help you, but i do wanna tell you that it does get better- you just need to keep trying, but taking breaks is good too)
Dream smiled brightly, hugging George back. “I love you.”
“It’s okay,” Skeppy whispered back, wincing slightly. -
(it's fine. i've been steadily relapsing for three days though! i'm feeling like s---...)
George giggled. "I love you more!" He cried happily.
Bad frowned. "Darling, you're pale." He whispered nervously. -
(im sorry about that don :()
Dream was about to make a comeback, but a wave of dizzyness came upon him and he forgot to breathe for a moment.
“I bet I am,” Skeppy chuckled sadly, squeezing his eyes shut for a moment. -
(it's okay. i've stopped, because my sibling is leaving town with friends and i don't want them to worry about me. they shouldn't worry about me when they are out having fun.)
George frowned, and pulled back. "Dream? Are you okay, love?"
Bad frowned, pressing his hand gently against Skeppy's face. "I love you." He whispered. -
(hey, i’m glad you’ve stopped. do you feel better not doing it?)
“Dizzy,” Dream mumbled, shaking his head slightly as he moved to squeeze George’s hands for slight stability.
“I love you too,” Skeppy whispered back, slightly leaning against Bad’s hand. -
(is it okay if i say no?)
George frowned. "I need to finish cooking, love. I think you need to eat a little." He said softly, squeezing Dream's hands tightly.
Bad sighed. "I'm worried about you." He whispered. -
(that’s okay! healing is a hard process don- it’s hard to stop a habit, you know?)
Dream blinked harshly, trying to focus. “Okay, yeah.”
“Don’t be, I’m gonna be okay,” Skeppy whispered.
The doctor came back in after knocking quietly. “Hi, um, we’ve done some research, and this looks pretty bad. I need to get a blood sample to do a little more testing to see what the best treatment is, okay?”
Skeppy’s eyes shot open at the mention that they would need to use a needle. “No, please, no needles.”
She glanced to Bad for a second. “Sir, it’s pretty necessary if you want to get better quickly. It won’t be that bad, I promise-“ -
(it's an addiction. and i'm trying to stop, because one of the things my sibling said this week was "i love you too much for you to hurt yourself". it hurts them to know that i'm hurting, so i want to stop. and i would think it would hurt you too.)
George frowned, gently rubbing his fingers against Dream's palm. "Can you sit for a bit?" He asked softly.
Bad shook his head. "He's deathly afraid of needles. If there's some other way-" He sighed. -
(it does hurt me to know your struggling with this don, but i do know it’s really hard to stop. but im proud of you for wanting to stop!)
Dream took a deep breath, nodding. He moved back, gently bumping against the counter before he sat atop of it.
She paused. “I- Im sorry, we don’t really have the materials to do that.. My goal is to get him healthy as fast as possible, and that would be the quickest way.. Theres really nothing else.”
“f---- f---, no, I will not,” Skeppy said, terrified and trying to cover that with anger. -
(i don't think i could keep hurting you two anymore. that's part of the reason i want to stop.)
George smiled softly. "Thank you." He said softly, starting to make the bacon.
Bad gave Skeppy a pointed look. "Zak, it's okay." He whispered softly. "It'll be quick. I want you to get better as quick as possible. Please let them do this. I', right here too." He whispered, hoping he could convince Skeppy. -
(im glad! but could you also do it for yourself? your reason is also good, but i want you to get better for you, because you are an amazing person!)
Dream attempted a small smile, trying to breathe through it as he gently leaned up against the counter.
“What the- Bad, why are on her side? No, I won’t f---ing do it-“ Skeppy said, trying to sit up slightly.
“Sir, please, it’ll only help you,” She said awkwardly. -
(i'm not that amazing. but i can try to do it for myself i suppose.)
George smiled softly, sighing.
Bad sighed. "May we have a moment, please?" He asked softly. -
(you are don! i think you are :))
“Of course,” She nodded, quickly exiting the room.
“Bad, no- please don’t tell me you’re with her- she probably lying about there being another way, there has to be-“ Skeppy rambles slightly, his headache flaring.
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