Chapter thirteen- minor consequences

                                    

                                          

Rlly excited for where this story is going. I took a lot of time to plan out the rest so ima be writing a lot. Some angst but it's gonna end rlly happy:)
                          
"Mom?" George stood from the bed. "My baby!" She pushed pass the two boys in front of her. George was quickly tied into her arms tightly. He slowly hugged back until she pulled off to admire him. "Oh my gosh." She smiled. Her eyes went red and glossy. 
                          
"You were gone for to long." She took a step back. "Your neck! What has that boy done to you?" She swung her head around looking at Dream. The blond flashed his gaze to the carpeted floor. "Are those bruises?" She dragged her finger across the purple marks. 
                          
"Yeah, they're healing though.." George lied making the cop huff a small laugh. Dreams cheeks were as red as they could get. The woman met George's eyes again, making soft eye contact. Tears fell from her eyes, it was weird for George to see his mom look so broken yet relieved. She was big on beauty so seeing her eye bags worried him.
                          
Her blue eyes said so much looking into his. "I missed you so much." She whispered, it's not like she wanted to. It was hard for her to get words out without her voice cracking. But slowly anger started to settle in her. The anger she felt the day she heard George was gone. 
                          
"Maybe he ran away." George's sister lia scoffed. The weeks after that it was hard for the teen girl to laugh at all. Her brother was gone and all she could think about was how scared he must have been in the big world. Where was he? Was he dead?
                          
"Why did you leave?" The British accent was heavy in the moms voice. George's stomach dropped at her words. Dreams eyes shot up at the two to see what George would say. "I- I left because- I- what I did was.." he paused to think while the lady patiently waited, letting the anger rise. "You know you hurt your family very much. Your sister thought she'd never see you again." 
                          
"I know, I'm r-really sorry mum, it was all my fault, I uh.." george glanced to Dream and back to his mom. He shifted his feet. "No no," the man shook his head making his way over to the women. "Now that we're all together I think i should tell you everything that I know." He pulled a small notepad from his pocket. 
                          
George and his mom took a seat on the bed while Dream stood in the door way. The cop slowly explained everything. From beginning to end. When he talked to the school and was told that George got into Dreams car, how the other cops gave up and tried to close the case after only a few days of George's disappearance. He told them how he even hired the neighbor to watch the house and see what would happen.
                          
He even explained how Sapnap reported Dream and made the cops job easier by basically telling him he kidnapped George. But Sapnap wanted to stay anonymous for whatever reason. The women was sobbing by the time the cop was done explaining. Dream was so close to pissing his pants making eye contact with George.
                          
"What's your name?" The mom stuttered. "Oh, I'm Ross. I'm just an officer at the police station." He closed the notepad and slipped it into his pocket. "Can I please hug you." She frowned. Ross nodded with a smile as the women stood up. They gave each other a small hug but George's mom was holding tight. "Thank you so much. You have no idea." She sniffed.
                          
"Of course." She let go meeting Dreams eyes. He felt mentally prepared for what was gonna happen but probably not, he second guessed it when she quickly stepped towards him. "You." She pointed. "me.." he mumbled.
                          
"Listen. I want nothing from you. Nothing. I don't even want anymore cops involved." She spat. Dreams eyebrows raised, he tried to ignore the droplets of salvia that landed on his cheeks. "All I want is for you to never. Never. Talk to my son again. Do you understand?" The blond nodded rapidly. "I don't want you to talk to him, look at him, go near him, or think of him."
                          
He knew that last one would be impossible but he nodded anyway. George looked up to the officer and back to his hands. Never talk to Dream again. Never? Why never? Is that possible? George thought. "Do you understand me?" She asked. "Yes ma'am." Dream nodded. She looked him up and down before turning to George. 
                          
"We have a lot to talk about." She said In a low voice. He always hated that voice. It was great to see her again but things were gonna be normal again. He hated normal.
                          
"Ok." George stood up. "Are we allowed to leave now?" She asked the man. "Ah, yes. You guys can head to the car in the front. I need to tell this one a few things." Glanced to Dream.
                          
"Alight then." She grabbed George's hand and pushed past the blond out to the front of the house. "Hey." He stepped to the boy. "I can tell your scared." he crossed his arms. his smile was gentle and reassuring. "I'm not really scared." Dream lied.
                          
"Your hands are shaking, your breathing is way to fast you should probably try and take deep breaths and you can't hold eye contact." 
                          
Dream sighed. "Listen. Your gonna be fine. In a situation like this, I'm sure your scared and that's fine. What you did was horrible and I'm sure you know that now. If you were 17 you'd be arrested and in prison but there's two reasons that's not gonna happen. Your almost 17 and I'm not even completely educated on what's going on. But the lady made her decision, she doesn't want anything to happen to you but her choice might change later so just pray it doesn't." He rambled.
                          
Dream slowly nodded. "Your young and dumb. You make bad choices but this was to far. Just don't do anything like this again, got it?" He narrowed his eyes at the boy. "got it.." 
                          
"Alright." The man stepped pass Dream. "Your not done yet though bud. I'd say you should go home and see your mom, your gonna have to deal with some minor consequences later on." He yelled before exiting the house leaving Dream to his thoughts in the small home. 
                          
"I love you so much" Georges mom cried while holding him tightly in the car. They were in the back seat of the cop car which wasn't to spacious. George was basically suffocating in his moms arms while she talked to him. "I just want you to know I'm not mad at you, ok baby? Your safe now." 
                          
Wow. George was disappointed in himself. Why was it that after so long of not seeing his mom he could only think about Dream. It was unfair but so uncontrollable. Maybe "I do love him." He accidentally said out loud. "What?" The woman looked down at him.
                          
Make sure you eat good and enjoy your weekend. I'm here if anyone wants to talk,, ily:]