Treehouse (dreamnotfound)

Riptide of emotions

George pov

Clay pulled me all the way back to my house and sat me down in front of him on my bed.
The room was quiet the only thing you could hear was us breathing

"hey what did you want t-"

"Im moving to America"

what...

"What are you talking about??"
"Like I said, i'm moving soon...my mom decided she really didn't like the place where we were staying, there isn't opportunities for me here apparently.."
"....what....but I was finally stating to get to know you! We've known each other for what? Six months? almost seven? And you're just going to get up and leave me here?"

He looks back down at me, guilt and sadness in his eyes.
With a shaky breath he sits down next to me but doesn't say anything

I couldn't help it, tears fell down my cheek
He was the only people who ever actually wanted to hang out with me, yeah he has a entirely different personality from me,  but that's what made me.....that's what made me...

oh

He looks back over at me
"I'm sorry George I really don't know what to say"
He hugs me, and I grip his shirt not wanting to let go, but sadly that couldn't happen
"I'm leaving tomorrow morning so this is our goodbye for now..hey!
We can still call each other!"

I know it's not going to be the same but I nod my head and wave goodbye

The feeling of butterflies returns, completely engulfing me, drowning me with feelings of being overwhelmed with what happened
I sit back down on my bed.

"I like him but why did i have to just now realize it goddamnit"
I mutter under my breath and fall asleep.

Im standing in a field
Yellowish grass surround me, white flowers sprinkled across the horizon
Hills filled with trees, not a cloud in the sky
and the treehouse miles away from me

butterflies are swarmed everywhere around me
yet again engulfing me with a tingly feeling everywhere
I blink hard trying to deny this

When I open my eyes a distant, but clear, voice calls out to me

"Hey George!"

I turn in the direction

"Clay??" I see a boy in a green sweatshirt waving over at me
Without thinking I break into a sprint after the boy hoping to see him at least one more time before he left

I ran and ran and ran but he only got farther,
the voice now distorted and almost frightening
I finally give up and fall to the ground looking up at the treehouse which was now in front of me

the empty treehouse

I then wake up in a cold sweat, the morning light peering through my windows

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hey guuyyssss....so how are we....haha
IM SO SORRY LMAKK PLEASER IT FOR TGE PLOT I PROMISE

ALSO!!! I noticed that i'm making this story go by a little fast so i might do some filler chapters of other little things that happened in those few months they had!

word count: 512