✮-loop-✮ // DNF

~15

Words: 1195
TW: Homophobia, ED

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His bed is so comfy.  He missed the smell of him running around the whole house. His bright smile always fill the whole room. Clay felt like he lost his best friend.  Clay and Aria have been dating for a week. He had never felt more miserable with her. Something defiantly wasn't right about there relationship but Clay couldn't figure it out.

"What are you doing. It's been a week get over him!" Aria stormed into George's room with Clay sitting there.

"I miss him, he's my best friend Aria don't you understand that." Clay argued back.

"You can't miss him or whatever. Like are you a gay *f slur* or something. Disgusting!" Aria rolled her eyes and scoffed.

"ARE YOU KIDDING ME? WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU. YOU CANNOT SAY THAT ARIA. I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOU HONESTLY WE ARE OVER. YOU ARE SO DISCRESPECTFUL AND YOU DONT EVEN COMFORT ME IN BAD TIMES. WHAT KIND OF 'GIRLFRIEND' ARE YOU. TAKE YOUR STUFF AND GET OUT. NEVER COME BACK ASSHOLE!" Clay screamed at her with tears in his eyes. All he wanted was to go to George and hug him. Let out all of his bad emotions and be happier.

Aria went up to Clay and slapped him right onto his cheek. She rushed out of the room and grabbed her things. Clay stormed off after her into his room. He looked at her packing her stuff and running out of his room.

"Don't ever come back!" Clay repeated. They both went downstairs Clay following Aria. Everyone was sitting in the living room chilling until they saw Clay and Aria rush downstairs arguing.

"What is goi-" Nick got interrupted.

"JUST GET OUT ALREADY." Clay screamed at her again. More tears falling down his face. They all stared as Aria walked out of the house slamming the door. Clay fell into the corner crying his eyes out. He didn't know why. He just felt like it. He feels like he needs to let every single detail of his feelings out.

He was completely shattered into pieces. His life would only be fixed with George. He was the only glue that would work. Clay loved George so much but he didn't know how to say it to him. It was like his mouth got stitched up every time he tried to say it.

Karl ran over to Clay and pulled him into a big hug. Soon enough, everyone joined in with the group hug.

"What happened between you and that ass?" Tommy asked. 

"Language." Darryl mumbled. Clay sniffed and wiped his tears. He calmed down a bit and told everyone how rude and toxic she was being towards him and how she slapped him a few times and said many bad things. Not only about himself but other people as well. 

"I mean I ain't shocked I knew that little bitch wasn't for you. But we all know who is." Wilbur mumbled the last bit so nobody would hear him but everyone did.

"W-who?" Clay's eyes widened. Wilbur smirked and scratched the back of his head.

"George.." He said after a little while. Clay thought. He thought deeply. Maybe they were right. But how. George didn't even love him. He hates him, Clay messed up so bad. He doesn't even know what happened to him it's been a week with no contact. They all tried to call and text him a few times but they either got left on read or he declined.

'I'm going." Clay said.

They all looked at him confused.

"I'm going to get George back. So he can live with us again." Clay insisted. 

Suck it up Clay- he thought to himself.

He walked past everyone and grabbed his other car keys. He looked back to everyone and gave them a little smile. Clay had hope that his plan will work. Maybe even confess to George, but he knew his body wouldn't let him. 

I mean George did confess his 'love' to Clay but did he mean it. After everything Clay has put him through. Pain, sweat and tears.

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A week. A whole week filled with tears. Screaming, bad thoughts and just pain. George hasn't even lifted up a finger for the whole week. Just in his bed, him and his teddy. Sometimes he wished life went back to normal. He was happily with his family enjoying there life's. Him and Clay.. well. It's hard to say.

He didn't even feel like eating, nothing felt right since Clay met Aria. It's like he started to shatter bit by bit. His life was like a cookie, it crumbles each time you take a bite. And that's exactly how he felt. Completely broken and lost in his negative thoughts.

Another day of laying in his boring bed, he heard a slight knock on his door. No pressure was applied to it just soft. George ignored it and tried to sleep. But the knocks kept going on and on and on. He rubbed his face and let out a sign. 

Stumbling over to the door, George turned the key and opened the door. When things couldn't get even worse. It was Clay. His heart shattered ever more. 

What did he even want? To hurt my feelings more?

"I-.. Hi." Clay said breaking the silence. George's life had been silent for the whole week. Hearing a sound made his ears weaken a bit. Like a bell was just rung through his ear.

"What do you want?"

Clay could see how horrible George looked. His eyes were stained with dry tears. Eyebags under his eyes, and he also stunk of sweat and raw tears. Even though his hair was messy it Clay would still adore it every way possible. So fluffy. Clay quickly scanned George's face and took a deep breath.

"Can we talk? Please." Clay let out a small smile. George nodded opening the door a bit more, giving Clay a sign he can come in. It stunk. Everything did. Clothes scattered all over the floor stains on walls and floors. Some wrappers and dirty cans all over. Clay's heart kind of broke seeing what he did to George. He messed up and he didn't know if it was ever possible to fix this mess.

"I-I'm sorry about the mess." George signed.

"No it's fine don't worry about it." Clay smiled at George. They both made eye contact and stared into each others souls. (this sounds damn evil.) 

"W-well uhm. Where to start." Clay looked around for a split second and started talking again.

"Well I know a lot has happened and you might not want to but.. I-. Uhm.. We all miss you staying with us and was wondering if you could come back. Please." Clay let out a small tear roll down his face.

George bit the inside of his cheek while thinking.

Maybe it would be better. Maybe they can help? Pftt never.

"I will think. Now can you please go?" Clay nodded and left George's apartemnt. He was left in confusion and deep thinking.

Maybe I should?