✮-loop-✮ // DNF

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Words: 1281
TW: s*icide
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Fear was passing through him straight away. He knew exactly what was happening. George didn't know how to feel about it. Sad, mad happy or whatever. He was just broken in and out. A few faint knocks interrupted George.

"Come in." George quickly wiped his eyes and corrected his blanket. 

"Good morning George, everyone is going out today to the mall or something I don't know it was Karl's idea, anyways do you want to come?" Clay smiled at George. He adored him for a few seconds before George started coughing.

"Sorry I don't feel well." George started fake coughing. He wasn't the best actor but it somehow convinced Clay. Clay nodded and blew a kiss to George. He then left the room closing the door.  Little did he know that was going to the 'last'' time he would be seeing George. That left him flustered and rethinking everything.

It was nothing,
just do it.

George signed. Maybe it wasn't the best solution, but it's all he had. He couldn't take going through anymore pain than he had already been put through. His heart shattered at the thought of what everyone else would go through. But as they say, get over it.

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An hour or so had passed and George heard Tommy laughing loudly. Oh how he will miss that. Then the door had been slammed shut. The house was empty except George. He was alone capable of doing anything. Thoughts surrounded his head, it made him let out many tears.

"I should get going." He mumbled to his lonely self. He sniffled as he got out of bed. His necklace rattled around hitting his soft skin and back into the air. His hands were shaking while he opened the drawer taking out his letter. He completely broke and fell onto his knees reading some of the words that were on the paper. He dropped the letter on the ground and just cried.

get over it.

He bit his lit in stress and stood back up, wiping his tears. He grabbed the paper again crumbling it a bit. Trying not to loose his balance, he walked down the stairs looking at some of the picture frames on the walls. It was everyone all together at the arcade being happy.

I'm sorry.

He walked over to the kitchen. He took one last look at it smiling. It had good and bad memories. His hand was still shaking while he placed the letter onto the shiny counter. His eyes started to get glossy making it hard to see through his tears. He couldn't look anymore and just went to the door. He grabbed a random car key and walked out of the house. 

I love you

Crying, he started the engine. It was hard to drive and cry at the same time but he managed. George was now trembling to his actions he had planned. He drove and drove. 

Half an hour had passed of driving and George was super tired.

I'm glad I can now finally sleep, forever.

Finally, he had arrived at the spot. A place where him and Clay loved to be, stargazing. Such a happy place, is also such a sad place. He stepped out of the car not even bothered to close the door or lock it. He walked and walked until he reached the cliff. He decided to sit and stare over the town for the last time.

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"STOP IT!" Wilbur was laughing. Alex and Tommy joined in with him.

"Guys stop we are going to get kicked out for being too loud and I haven't finished shopping." Karl rolled his eyes as he ran into a skirt shop.

"I'll get one for George" He mumbled.

"Guys stop the security guy is coming over now!" Clay said angrily.

"I'm sorry but you guys are going to have to get out for being too loud." Said a tall man. Darryl rolled his eyes and started walking out of the mall. Everyone else followed on behind him.

"Wait we forgot Karl, Clay text him." Tubbo told him. Clay pulled out his phone and signed.

   Karl

Dream- We got kicked out come outside or we are driving off without you.

Karl- I hate you guys.

Clay laughed and started scrolling through his contacts. He reached a specific name, George. He decided to text him.

  George

Dream- Hi George hope your feeling better, we are coming home now.

A minute or two had passed and George finally replied.

George- I love you Clay.

Dream- Love you too but is something wrong?
                                              Read 1:13pm

Dream- George?
     Read 1:15pm

"HURRY UP!" Clay yelled as Karl ran out of the mall carrying at least 5 bags of shopping. Clay rolled his eyes and he quickly turned on the car and drove off.

"Why are we rushing!" Tommy yelled from the back. Clay completely ignored his question and quickly drove back home. He was worried for George.

What if he threw up
What if he fainted
Or worse.

A few minutes had passed of dream speeding to the house. They and Clay was the first one to step out. He walked inside of the house looking concerned.

"GEORGE?!" Clay yelled out. He jogged upstairs knocking on George's door. No answer. He knocked again but louder. Again, no answer. 

"I'm coming in!" Clay said. He opened the door to find an empty room. No George. Just clothes scattered on the floor and a pencil on his bed. Clay ran out of the room going to check the bathroom. It was empty.

His mind told him many things, he was really worried. He walked across the hallway back and forth thinking until he heard Karl screaming out of pain. He could tell that he was crying and screaming with tears. Clay quickly ran down the stairs nearly slipping. He ran into the kitchen to find Karl sobbing and screaming in his hands. Niki was crying hugging Wilbur to comfort her.  Tommy was standing there rubbing Tubbo's shoulder.

"What is going on why is everyone crying?!" Clay was concerned. He tried to hold back his tears but seeing everyone cry made it difficult. He looked at the counter and saw a piece of paper covered with small writing. He snatched it off the counter and started reading.

He broke into sobs. He started screaming inside while continuing reading. Tears rapidly dropped onto the piece of paper. Clay fell onto the ground completely crying.

"I'm sorr-" Skeppy started talking but Clay cut him off.

"D-don't" Clay stood up tears rushing down his face. His shirt was now soaked because of how much he was crying.

It was all his fault
George felt the same way.

.....

Stargazing.

Clay knew exactly where that was. He hesitated a bit but then grabbed his keys again and ran out of the house still crying. He quickly tried to place the car key into the hole but his hands kept shaking. After force, he started driving, faster then ever. He didn't care if he got caught of the speed limit. He only cared about George.

I love you too.

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sorry.

George couldn't stop crying anymore. He let out all of his pain by crying. His cold hands held his necklace and opened it. Taking one last look at the boy he loves. A tear dropped onto the picture. George closed the heart necklace and took one last breath. 

Falling, and falling. 

All he saw now was nothing.

It was the 'end'.