Kingdom of Quentin| DreamNotFound

Feelings there..but so far.

"How could you kiss someone you don't even fucking love clay?!"
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George finished his rant.

He almost dropped himself before Alex came up beside him, holding him in a tight, loving hug.

As this all happened, Floris barged in the room.

"I—I heard yelling, are you okay Clay?!" Floris said, running over to clay.

Techno rolled his eyes and made his way over to the two hugging.

"Come on, we're leaving." Techno said, calmly pulling Alex and George out of their hug.

Floris was asking clay all sorts of questions. But clay sat there silent, with tears running down his cold stone face.

The three were about to walk out, "W-Wait..!" Clay shouted as he quickly got up and run over to George.

George pinched his eyebrows and turned around.

Clay calmly grabbed George's hand, "d-don't l-leave again..please!" Clay begged, looking George in the eyes.

"What! You don't fucking love me?! So what's the point!" George said with venom.

"I—I don't love him..!" Clay pleaded.

George furrowed his eyebrows, "how could you kiss someone if you don't fucking love them clay?!"

Clay paused.

"Y—you don't—No! H-he kissed m—me a-and..-" clay cut off.

"He..he made a..deal..i-I.." Clay tried speaking, but nothing was coming out. 

"What was the deal." Techno chimed in.

Clays mind ran with answers, but nothing could come out.

"What was the deal Clay?!" Techno hissed with venom.

George laid his eyes of Floris, Floris smiled evilly as he noticed his glare.

George's lip curled up.

He remembers the knife he has in his back pocket. Would those knife throwing training days do good right now?

He death stared Floris, lightly reaching for the knife in his back pocket.

"He—he threatened to k-kill me.." clay finally said.

George keep his eyes on Floris as he reached for his sword.

George quickly pulled out his knife, and tossed it right at Floris.

Floris just now took out his sword and was about to throw it at clay, but was stabbed in the chest by the flying knife.

He struggled to speak, but soon fell to the ground.

George paused after Floris fell.

His vision started getting splotchy, and he couldn't feel his body.

He heard faint voices, but couldn't tell them apart.

He couldn't tell out the faces that crowded around him, but he could tell they were people.

He started to feel his self stumble, and soon fall to the ground. But his eyes didn't close, he just fell.

"GEORGE?!" Clay shouted falling on his knees, and cupping George's cheeks.