You Look So Good In Green // DNF

Goodbyes

dream pov:

i'm sat in an Uncomftable chair, opposite a therapist. i didn't need therapy. george was waiting outside for me and i was just waiting for when i could give him a hug again and get out of this horrible room.

"ok, clay. that's all for today's session. i will see you next week."

i hadn't really listened to anything she was saying but i got the general idea. she didn't think george was alive. 

i went outside to see george on his phone. he looked up when he saw me and gave me a soft, delicate kiss. "clay, there's something i have to tell you."

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"what do you mean? your alive, ican see you right now."

george shook his head sadly.

there was no way all of this was just my mind.

"george, please this isn't funny." tears where making my vision blurry and my cheeks where getting warm.

"i'm sorry clay. but i think this is goodbye." 

i couldn't say goodbye. i wouldn't say goodbye. 

tears where running down my face and my heart was beating fast. 

i was trying to keep quiet so i wouldn't wake anyone up.

"no. your not going anywhere." i whispered

i was sobbing now.

"i'll always love you, clay. b-" george whispered in my ear.

"i love you. i love you. i love you so much george. please don't go." i was crying into George's hair.

"clay. please can you promise me something?" 

"y- yeah." i said, wiping tears away from my cheeks.

"please move on. do it for me. please don't waste your life chasing after someone who isn't there." george smiled through tears at me.

"i- i can't." i whimpered.

"do it for me."

i nodded in response.

i leaned in, giving george a final kiss. this one meant the most.

this would be the final time i can feel the feeling i loved the most.

i closed my eyes. feeling george pushed against my lips.

i opened my eyes.

george was gone.

i collapsed on the floor crying.

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i was sat in my maths class. 

staring at the seat that the love of my life used to sit in.

tears started falling down my face, forming a puddle of my desk.

nick leaned over and rubbed my back, trying to comfort me.

it only caused my to cry more, i imagined george trying to comfort me.

george was gone.

"nick, can you take clay to the bathroom and help him calm down?" i heard the teacher say from across the room.

"yes, sir." nick stood up and helped me up.

he dragged me to the bathroom and i sat on the floor.