Up and Down's of Florida... (dnf)

i wish that didn't happen...

⚠️tw skip it his whole chapter if you don't deal well with trigger warnings⚠️

Authors note: Sorry I was later for the chapter I was hanging out with mother dearest and father dearest.

I was covered in blood...

georges blood...

It felt like George passed out in my hands a minute ago. George was awake now so everything was ok now for now. I wanted to tell George how I love him but he would just decline it. I was so close to losing him I just had to get George's blood of me. I can't stand losing or leaving him again. I have to take a shower to get this off me I don't care if my pants or shirt was ruined. My shirt is still covered in blood because George is putting pressure on his head with it. I walked over to my room entering my bathroom closing the door stripping my clothes off head to toe. I start to turn on my shower and go in. After my shower I was clean I went to my bedroom and grabbed a pair of jeans and pair of boxers. I couldn't leave George by himself so I went downstairs. George was still on the counter holding my shirt to his head looking at his phone.

"Hey I'm back" I said walking to the other bathroom leaving the door open.

"Ok" George said.

I went to the bathroom and I grabbed bandages, and thing of pills to clear headaches and some stitches.

"Let me fix this now" I said walking over to George with the items I grabbed from the bathroom.

Clay walked over to me shirtless again it's like he wants to show off his abs or some shit. He walked over to me with it looked like some pills and bandages and stitches. Clay set the items on the counter.

"Let me get this out of the way" Clay said removing the shirt from my head.

"What are you doing?" I questioned.

"Fixing your head dumbass you were literally bleeding out George in my hands" Clay said.

"Also this might hurt" Clay said.

"Trust me I have felt pain before" I said.

"Ok then" Clay said poking a needle through were my head is bleeding to start to do stitches.

"I guess im more an adult then you" I joked.

"Whatever" Clay said rolling his emerald eyes starting to do the second stitch.

"So is there a thing with you always shirtless around me now" I said laughing a little.

"Because I know you love it" Clay winked at me.

"Look how's talking now" I said.

After the third stitch Clay leaned over me me an inch away from Dreams chest. He carefully scanned over my head to make sure he did the stitches right.

"Looks like your all good" Clay said leaning backwards.

"Ok " I said.

"Wait hold on" Clay said grabbing a cup filling it with water.

"Here take this" Clay said giving me the cup.

"And swallow this" Clay said giving me a pill.

"It's for your head" Clay said.

"Here you go" I said giving Dream the cup after me swallowing the pill.

"Thank you" Dream said while he grabbed the cup from my hand putting it in the sink.

"Hold on let me grab something" Clay said running quickly back upstairs.

I went upstairs to grab a shirt from drawer. I put my classic signature smile in black shirt on then went back downstairs when I went downstairs I saw one thing that scared me to death...

He was using his crutches...

"What are you doing" I said in shock.

"Trying my crutches" George said using his crutches.

"Please be careful you know what happened last time" I said.

"I will" George said.

"Hey I'm doing it" George said using the crutches correctly.

"ah" George said accidentally slipping.

"George!" I said running towards him.

Just in time I slid under George and I caught him...

"No more using those today" I said in a serious tone.

"I wasn't about to get hurt" George said.

"You were until I caught you" I said.

"Yah but did you think I was gonna bleed and stuff again" George said.

"To be honest yes George you had me worried" I said.

"I was screaming bloody murder wishing I should've died instead of you getting hurt" I said starting to tear up a little.

"Well I'm ok now so you don't have to worry" George said.

"I know but I am always gonna worry if you like it or not" I said carefully picking up George putting him on the counter.

"This is what I mean Clay you have to stop babying me I'm fine now I know how to use crutches" George said facepalming.

"You aren't fine George you broke your leg almost bleed to death in my hands and also almost fell on the crutches!" I said.

"Yah almost Clay almost!" George said raising his voice a little.

"I was just worried ok I keep leaving you then you get hurt because of me" I said.

"Yah but then the next day I'm fine" George said.

"It isn't your fault Clay" George said.

"But it is at the party I was the one who left you I was the one who made you use those crutches in the first place!" I yelled.

"Yah but like I said I'm ok so just stop please!" George yelled crossing his arms.

"YOU WERE BLEEDING IN MY HANDS GEORGE HOW CAN I JUST ERASE THAT!" I yelled.

"I KNOW I WAS BUT THEN I WAS AWAKE NEXT HOUR" George yelled.

"I LEARNED HOW TO USE CRUTCHES" George yelled.

"I LEARNED HOW TO TAKE CARE OF MY SELF FOR TEN YEARS!" George yelled.

"WELL SO HAVE I" I yelled.

"YOUR NOT THE ONLY LONER HERE GEORGE MY PARENTS NEVER GAVE A DAMN ABOUT ME!" I yelled.

"I NEVER EVEN HAD A MOM OR DAD THEY DIED A DAY AFTER I WAS BORN" George yelled.

"IF YOUR NOT THE LONER HOW DOES IT FEEL LIKE HAVING TRUST ISSUES OR ANXIETY?" George yelled as a question.

"GOD EVEN ABUSED" George yelled starting to tear up.

"Oh my god I'm sorry that happened George" I said lowering my voice.

"Yah I am sorry I was even here" George said grabbing his crutches going upstairs slamming his bedroom door.

why did this happen god I wish it didn't even happen...

Authors note: Stay tuned quite a cliffhanger hehe see you tomorrow in the next chapter.

1073 words :)