George POV
It was the next morning when I woke up and saw that Clay was next to me and stared at me.
I was so frightened that my eyes were open.
,,Is everything ok?,, Clay asked me whereupon I nodded and said, ,,You scared me.,, Clay started to laugh and I gave him a dead look, ,,It's not funny Clay, not funny.,, ,,Yes it is! * Wheeze *,, I just rolled my eyes and was about to get up when something grabbed my wrist.
It was Clay. ,,What is it?,, I asked him, ,,Don't get up yet, we can still cuddle something.,, ,,But I have to go to the toilet.,, ,,Pleaseeee only 5 minutes of cuddling. PLEASE!,, he used his dog eye and of course I couldn't say no so I lay back in his arms to cuddle.
I lay in his arms and stared into his beautiful yellow eyes.(If someone didn't know George is colorblind in real life and that's why in the story, and that's why he sees green as yellow)
He stared into mine too and so we lay there for 2 minutes.
I snuggled up against him and hid my head in his chest.
He started stroking my hair.Clay's thougts
Was it the right time to speak to him about his scratches on his arm or not?
What if he really just scratched himself?
What if he has nothing and I'm just imagining his condition?
I need to be certain...
II just ask him now.Clay POV
,,George?,, ,,Hm?,, ,,Could it be that you have something I don't know about?...,, He looked at me strangely, ,,What do you mean exactly?,, He asked slightly trembling voice, Well, you are just very pale, tired, and eat a lot less, you have become very thin and-and... I found blood-smeared things yesterday and in between a razor blade... I then as you slept pulled up your sleeves and looked whether you might cut yourself and there were,, I took a deep breath before I could finish my sentence, - and there were really scratches that don't look as if you had scratched yourself or something ...,,.
George got tears in his eyes and said nothing, he just sat down wherever I sat down, he started to cry and I put my arms around him, ,,George, is everything ok?,, he cried more and more so I decided to calm him down first.
When he had calmed down I asked him again, ,,George, what happened when I was gone?,, He took a deep breath before starting to talk ,,You know, Clay, we have always got hate for all kinds of, our bodies, our sexuality and the rest of it, and when you were gone it was more than sunny and I couldn't talk to them about it... I already did Long D-Depression because I've always been bullied at school for being colorblind and I couldn't cope with it at the time because you were so incredibly far away from me...
And all of that just made me feel good finished so that I had a nervous breakdown and started to cut myself... I'm so sorry Clay, please forgive me..,,. When I heard all of this I felt guilty and a tear flowed down my cheek too, I hugged George even tighter to show him that I love him.
I should have noticed how he's doing, after all, I know him best and have the strongest bond with him why didn't I notice anything?...
,,Why didn't you tell me I would have come home immediately and why did you Didn't say you had depression?
I could have helped you... Don't you trust me? You know that I love you and that you can tell me everything?,, ,,I know I love you too, but it's not easy to talk about it... Somehow I can't...,,.
,,You know what? I'll call the psychologist and make an appointment for you, then I'll make breakfast for both of us ok?,, ,,No, I don't want to go to the doctor. I'm not going there!,, ,,Oh but you will and I will take you there personally and stay there to make sure that you speak too! I won't let you feel sad and hungry. Period from the end!,, ,,Well, but only because it is you.,, ,,Go on. And now you go to the bathroom, I'll make breakfast and the appointment for you.,, George got up and so did I.
He went into the bathroom and I into the kitchen.
I took my cell phone and made the appointment which I entered directly in the calendar so as not to forget it.
I started making breakfast.
George and I ate and cleaned up afterwards.
I ordered George to rest and I did the housekeeping.
Tomorrow was going to be a tough day. Hopefully the doctor can help George... Hopefully...
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Ok Guyyssss, this was the third Chapter!:D
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