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Oliver.

Oliver scoffed rolling his eyes, then standing up to meet the smaller figure standing in the doorway. He placed a hand on his waist starting to kiss the small boys neck.

George shivered, eyes gloomy. "..." He sat in silence as the tall figure smothered him in unwanted kisses. "I knew you'd come back, George" he smiled, "I'm so sorry for everything, you mean a lot to me, I was just drunk when it all happened. I promise I wont be drinking anymore" He said looking at the small boy.

George was in shock, he nodded slowly and leaned into the taller one, not sure if he should be even forgiving the monster in front of him.

-

After what seemed months he was still with Oliver. Fight after fight, hit after hit, George couldn't find himself to leave, He knew what would happen if he did. Bad started to catch onto the bad things going on, noticing bruises and scars every now and then on the brunette. Bad had finally had enough of watching his friend suffer, George had almost done something unspeakable a week before. His friends were deathly worried for him. 

-

Bad

George, please text back.

                                                                                                                                                                                        George

                                                                                                           yes? If this is about Oliver don't even bother.

Bad

George, i booked you a flight to Florida. Your going to be doing therapy there I asked your parents and there isn't a way you can get out of this. I'm worried about you.

He did what?? George had been laying in bed, Oliver knocked out right next to him with beer bottles everywhere.

Without hesitation Bad had called him. George panicked at the sudden sound getting up carefully as to not wake up the sleeping bear that was sprawled on the bed. George hurried out of the complex into the hall, and hit answer. "Bad. I can't go. I don't want to." He said in a hushed whisper.

"George. Your going. You can't be here any longer and I already payed for all of it, your leaving tomorrow, please get your stuff together I'm picking you up tomorrow 6 am SHARP." He stated in a stern voice. George couldn't comprehend what was happening. Would Oliver let him leave?? Would he be able to even step out the door with his luggage in hand without being beaten senseless? Without another word Bad had hung up, leaving George in the empty hallway.

He walked back into his apartment silently shutting the door, but turning to a slender figure hovering over him. He gulped, "Oliver- I'm sorry did I wake you???" He said with clear worry in his voice, he was afraid. Oliver had grabbed Georges sweater sleeve and yanked him into the room without another word. The boy was afraid of what the taller one was planning on doing, whether it was fucking him senseless, or beating him senseless. Neither sounded fun. 

Oliver pulled him in enclosing his arms around him. George was confused, Why was he.. hugging him?? His grip got tighter. What is he doing? It's getting hard to breath?

"George. Don't lie to me. Who were you talking to?" He says head buried into the small boys shoulder, starting to squeeze him tighter.

"I-.. it was B-Bad.. he was asking i-if I wanted to g-go hiking tomorrow morning.." He said as he started inhaling harder to get more air.

Oliver had now squeezed harder, letting George know he was mad. "Okay." He said with a very stern voice, finally letting go of the brunette.

George shakily breathed in, smiling slightly at the male in front of him, "i-i'm leaving at 6 am.. It's a long hike.. we wanted to get there early.." he stated out of breath, fumbling with his fingers. "I Believe you Georgie." He said getting in bed and patting the spot next to him, signaling the brunette to come with him.

He knew what the taller boy wanted. He wanted to fuck him. He knew if he didn't he wouldn't let him leave, so he reluctantly got in the bed. The male started to cover the boy in kisses. George sat there staring off into nothing. "God, I need to get out of here." He thought to himself as the taller one took off his shirt.

-

It was 5:49 am, George had gathered his belongings silently. He didn't know how long he'd be there. So he brought as much as he could, being ever so quiet to not wake up the other boy. After gathering what he could he managed to get it all out the door, staring down at his phone to see a text from bad.

Bad

I'm around the corner. Be ready please, and be safe.

He read it, sighing and going back into the apartment to do a last sweep. He took sentimental thing, and left a lot of extra junk he didn't need as much. He peeked into the room laying his eyes on the boy sleeping deeply. "I fucking hate your guts." He mumbled under his breath quietly shutting the door as he noticed a text from bad, telling him he had arrived. The small one had walked out of the door with his phone in hand grabbing his luggage, as Bad was already there grabbing his other suit cases. They got in the car after packing it into the trunk, Bad turning to George as he started the car. He said nothing, just stared into the feeble boys eyes.

-

They finally got to the airport, it was now 6:34 am. George had gotten a text from Oliver,

Oliver

Have fun, baby.

George sighed at it replying with ":)" They were now sitting, waiting for it to tell them George could board. A loud voice on the speaker finally spoke, "CALLING FLIGHT 10B. YOU MAY NOW BOARD." George had now turned to bad, who was already standing staring at the smaller boy. "It's going to be okay George. I love you. Please be safe and please take care of yourself a friend down in Florida will be there waiting, He is gonna be letting you stay with him while you figure stuff out." George sighed and looked up at bad with tears in his eyes. Bad put his arms out, as the brunette leaned into a hug, letting tears fall down his cheeks. Finally he let go,  staring barely up at him,"Thank you bad. I'll text you when I'm seared, then when I'm landing." He said as he started towards the gate. Turning around to see Bad, he waved, saying his finally goodbyes, then starting into the plane. As he got on he texted bad letting him know he was seated.

"What am I doing? Whats going to happen?" He thought to himself, as he watched the plane start to take off. "Will I be okay?"





( IM SO SORRY THIS ONE IS SHORTER! I am gonna keep writing and i promise this will be good lmao) 


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