✮-loop-✮ // DNF

~17

Words: 1018
TW: gun, assault, r*pe
(Sorry for not posting so often I will try and post more chapters. Also I'm sorry if there are more trigger warning that i didn't mention if so just let me know or something like that.)

George had been woken up to the sound of yelling and things smashing. He rubbed his eyes while yawning. While sleeping George's mind was empty out of everything, every bad thought. It was so calming to him until he woke up. Everything came back to normal. 

He stood out of his bed grabbing an oversized hoodie and shorts. He slipped on his puffy slippers and opened the creaky door. He eventually got closer to the stairs and heard more familiar yelling. George stood in front of the stairs thinking if to go down.

What if something happened?
What if they need me?

His slippers slowly started to fall off as he walked down the stairs. At the sound of the smashing and screaming, he flinched a bit. He could hear Clay and some of his other friends screaming. He walked through the hallway looking into the kitchen. It was empty. He walked through another corridor leading into the living room.

Glass shattered and droplets of blood on the floor. His eyes widened immediately. The floor creaked a bit as he got closer. A man turned around. It was him. Clay's dad. Holding a gun, cornering everyone. George stood there with fear on his face. He quickly looked over at everyone hinting him to run. 

He gave everyone a fake smile and sprinted into the kitchen grabbing the sharpest knife he could find.

"W-where are you.." He heard a deep voice getting closer to him. Shivers fell down his spine at the voice. He shake while holding the knife and hearing footsteps getting closer. It could be either everyone else or him.

Suddenly, a tall dark figure came out of the corner. George was trembling being cornered in the kitchen. The figure slowly started to get closer and George could see his face. He gasped a little and held the knife towards him.

"Don't be scared." He gave George an evil smirk.

"G-get away f-from me!" George let out a few tears holding the sharp knife towards his chest. The man pulled out his gun out of this pocket and pointed it straight to George's head.

"Let go of the knife cutie." 

"NO AND DON'T CALL ME THAT!" he yelled out shaking.  The man put his finger on the trigger. George's eyes widened and he dropped the knife making a loud sound.

"Good boy." He grabbed George by the hair pulling him upstairs. The mans hand travelled to George's crotch while walking upstairs. George tried removing the grip of his hand on him, but he was too weak. He started to kick and scream for help. 

Why is nobody coming to help me
They don't care do they.

George got dragged into the biggest room, which is Sapnap's room. He got pushed onto the king sized bed with fear. He was too weak to react to any movement that was going on. Tears rushed down his face while the mans hands started to undress the brunette boy. George started kicking and trying to escape but couldn't. Nothing was left for him. It was the end.

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All you could hear is moving and screaming from upstairs. 

"What is happening up there we have to get out of here!" Clay yelled. He rushed through the living room back and forth.

"We have to break the door down!" 

Clay looked around the living room looking for something to open the door with or to break it down. He got pushed into the wall by Tommy and Wilbur running into the door trying to barge it.

"Fuck!" Tommy signed. Clay soon heard George screaming in pain. He couldn't do anything. He couldn't even be there for him. He ran his big hand through his hair. He heard something small but metal fall out of his fluffy hair. It was a bobby bin. Niki put it in while she was doing his hair. He quickly gasped and picked it up. He pushed everyone with force away from the door. 

While trying to open it, he heard the front door open the slam shut. Silence was lead through the whole house for a minute. Clay started fiddling with the lock more until he got it open. 

"I DID IT!" he screamed running out of the living room. He was followed by a group of people following him. They all searched the house carefully but rather quick. Clay stormed into George's room to find him sitting there with tears flowing down his face. He was completely naked under a blanket. He was shaking looking down at the bed. More tears flew down his face like rockets. 

"D-did he-" Clay got interrupted by more people pushing him out the way running towards George.

"Holy shi-" Karl slapped his hand over his mouth. He looked over at Clay who was now standing in tears.

George starting bursting out into tears. He didn't care about anyone seeing him cry anymore. He was completely gone. He had no energy to move, he was too weak to do anything. He started punching himself in the leg under his blanket. He flinched at someone grabbing his writs and pulling him into a dep hug. A hug that made him comfortable. He hugged back sobbing into the persons chest. The tears started to sink into their hoodie.

They pulled back and made eye contact with George. It was Clay. Hi gave George a little smile and pulled him back into another hug. With more love. George cherished the hug more and more.

"I'm sorry." Clay mumbled still hugging George. George didn't reply. Instead, he fell asleep in Clay's arms. Clay tried to calm his loud cries. He felt harder pressure being put onto his chest. He looked over and George was asleep. He smiled looking at the covered naked man. Clay looked back at everyone who was now gone.

It was only him and George.