Tws: ED, suicide, use of drugs, yelling.
*Clays pov*
George ended up in my arms sobbing on a bench, I didn't want to tell him the whole story but he deserved to know. He didn't read his note. he didn't know that I was the one who found his lifeless body laying on the couch of his apartment.
"George, I- I know this is a lot but I have one more thing to tell you" He sniffled and nodded signaling he was ready to hear what I had to say.
"I was the one who found him"
"Oh my god you poor thing"
"It's okay, I'm fine let's get our minds off of this" We started walking home. Georges's hand intertwined with mine. Even after I told him about will he still stayed. I just hope we don't end the same way will and I did.
We talked about ideas for streams we had, and how twitter would react if they found out that we were dating.
*time skip to when they're home*
"So you ready" I asked George handing him his rice crispy.
"Yeah I'm ready whenever you are." we both took our treats out of the bags that they had come in.
"Cheers!" George and I clinked our treats together and took the first bite.
"This tastes normal... did alex rip you off?" George.. oh george.. just wait like a half hour and well see how 'normal' that rice crispy was.
"No, he's been making these for years, he knows what he's doing"
"Oh okay, well I'm sure this tastes a lot better than the other was of consuming thc"
"Oh, definitely"
*30 minute time skip*
"Woah" George said softly.
"Whats up? You okay?"
"I think I feel it" Georges eyes were more red than dristas when she had pink eye in 3rd grade.
"What do you feel?"
"My body is so heavy, and everything is moving so slow"
"Oh yeah, that's it" this should be funny. It's always funny to watch people high for the first time.
"Follow me, I want you to try something" I said while handing him a spoon.
"Come on" He followed me to the pantry where I grabbed a jar. A clear plastic jar filled with light brown creamy substance. I twisted the red lid off and dipped my spoon in.
"Peanut butter, try it"
"I've had peanut butter before, I'll pass"
"Pleasee, try it for me" He let out a sigh and gave in. He stuck his spoon in the jar an but it in his mouth.
"Oh my god, why is that good"
"Right!? I told you so"
"Thank you, for everything. You know I used to have an eating disorder too. I got hospitalized back in 2015. After that i promised myself I'd never go back and then I made a full recovery'
"I- I had no idea, I'm so sorry"
"Its fineee, if I thought that it mattered than i would've told you sooner, but it doesnt because its in the past and I'm not that person anymore. I'm living proof that it gets better. If you really want to get better like i did than you can be happy like me, and we can be happy together" His words made me realize that maybe I could get better if I tried hard enough. I really did need to try this time. I am trying. I love George and i think he might be the missing piece to my recovery. Hes worth trying for. i'm just getting pretty fucking tired. I just want to be dead. I want to be apart of the universe instead of being stuck in this stupid body.
Hey guys really really big tw right here for yelling and suicide
*later that night*
"GEORGE WHY WOULD YOU POST THAT"
"Hey, calm down, what are you talking about"
"THAT PICTURE OF YOU WEARING YOURE CLOUT GOGGLES AT THE PARK"
"Whats wrong with it"
"YOU CAN SEE MY FUCKING REFLECTION IN THE LENSE"
"OH MY GOD I AM SO SORRY ILL TAKE IT DOWN"
"GEORGE ITS TOO LATE. TWITTER IS GOING CRAZY. EVERYONE SAW" It was over. Everything I worked for. Everything was gone. I can't do this anymore. I got up from my bed and ran to the bathroom slamming the door behind me. George didn't know but i had pills under the sink behind all the bathroom cleaners. My hands shakily opened the bottle and poured over half the contents into my sweaty palm. I could hear George screaming through the door. Before he could get inside the bathroom I put the pills in my mouth using tap water to swallow them.
"NO NO NO NO NO" He pleaded behind the door. i sat on the floor in front of the toilet.
"George I lov-" before i could finish m scentance he burst through the door.
"YOU PROMISED"
"I know, and I'm sorry"
A/N
Hey guys, sorry for the short chapter. I love you all
so much, and sorry (not sorry) for the cliff hanger ;)
[wc: 813]
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