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Dewey's POV

I stomped away from the campsite Huey, Louie and I had set up. Why was Huey being such a jerk!?

I teared up and leaned against a tree, falling down to the ground. Why did I agree to come? Why am I crying? Why did I come to the dark part of this stupid forest!?

I hid by face in my knees and cried softly. I was scared...but I was mad. I wanted to be comforted...but I wanted to stay away. Why can't I just make up my mind? The floor is cold, and dirty. Well, the dirt is fine, but I hate the cold.

"Why did I have to run away?" I asked myself. "My clothes are wet from earlier and the cold is too much right now." I sniffed, sneezing quietly right after.

"Dewey..."

"Huh? Who said that?" I whispered, looking around me.

"Dewey, come over here. Leave your brothers." A mysterious voice called out to me.

"Leave my brothers? But, why?"

"They don't appreciate you Dewey. They think you're just a stupid, noisy, annoying, clingy kid. They hate you." I looked down and stared at the ground.

"They don't think that....do they? They wouldn't call me those things, they love me, right? They....th-they're my brothers...they wouldn't....they, th-they..." I sniffed, tears forming in my eyes again. Huey and Louie didn't hate me, right? I mean, we're brothers. We're gonna fight sometimes, but, not fight, like never talking again.

"They do hate you Dewey. You know they do, don't hide it. Remember the time when you just wanted to play a game, they both said no, and that they were too busy." A small image appeared right in front of me. I didn't even question it...it was just, there. It was that one day before I came down with a fever. Every time I was about to get sick I would get clingy, and I hated being clingy. My brothers hated me being clingy too, at least I think they do. They seemed to hate me when I just wanted them to spend time with me.

"They....don't hate me." I muttered.

"Yes, yes they do Dewey. Remember....they pushed you away. They ignored you while they were spending time together." The voice continued. I slowly felt my mind begin to fall for the lies it was telling me.

"No....they, they don't! They love me! And I love them!! They're my brothers and they care about me!!!" I shouted. "They said no because they knew I was getting sick!! And if they got sick too, then they wouldn't have been able to take care of me!" I fought back.

"You don't really believe that, do you!?"

"Shut-up!!! What do you know!? You're just a stupid voice that I can't even see!" I shouted.

"You want to see? You, want to, see, me!?" The voice shouted back.

I suddenly felt a cold breeze fly past me. It was the worst feeling ever, so cold, so...evil. I couldn't bare to face the being that held the voice that was speaking evil about my brothers. I closed my eyes and looked down, too afraid to move. I was frozen in place and I was as stiff as a rock.

"Hey! You wanted to see me! Open your eyes and look over here." There was a sharp pain on my cheek, the feeling spread as well as a dripping feeling down my cheek.

"Go away, please..." I whimpered.

"Dewey, open your eyes."

"GO AWAY!!"

"Dewey, Dewey please...." I opened my eyes and looked to the side, seeing both of my brothers there. I tackled them into a tight hug and cried loudly.

"I-I thought you hated me!! I didn't think you'd come!" I sobbed.

"What? Why wouldn't we? We're your brothers, and after we heard you screaming and talking to yourself we had no choice." Louie stated, hugging Huey and I.

"We were already on our way too, so why would we ever turn back." Huey said to me.

"I-I thought you hated me!!!" I cried out.

"We don't hate you Dewdrop!" They excalimed. "We'll always be here for you." I smiled and ugged my brothers tightly.

"Thank you guys. You're the best brothers ever."

The End

You got the "Hearing Things" ending. 🙉