Chapter 5

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tw:mentions of verbal and physical abuse 

(continuation from chapter 4)

After managing to get George somewhere safer,Fray and Alex had to calm them down.Both of them knew how hard their friend's life has been so far. How he was only 15 and been through so much. Not that many people knew about his life. George liked it that way.

But if this was happening,he would have to tell someone.

Fray knew that they had to be the first person to speak to him. "George.Please speak to us"

"I don't wanna!"George murmured.

Fray then did the face they did when they needed information.This is when their head pops up towards the person and they stare directly at the person with almost plead in his eyes.George knew what they were doing meant.He isn't stupid.

"I guess life's been tough innit." he whispered.

"Please Georgie?" Alex pleaded,wanting his friend to be okay. "You don't even have to use words.You can use notes on your phone"

George got out their phone quickly and started to type:

I guess its been bad since the start

When I was around the age of 4,I started to show symptoms of anxiety

For some reasons,my family couldn't take it

I got harassed by my family 24/7

It started verbally

Then my parents started using alcohol as a excuse to beat me up

When I was around 9,I was sent to the hospital when they almost beaten me up to death

Then Secondary School started

And I met Willow and Stephen

They introduced me to vodka

I used it as a way to escape my problems

I got less anxiety attacks due to this

One day,my parents found out

And they blamed my brother

Kicked him out,threaten him

He was my only supporter during this

I don't have his number

"Oh George.",Fray whispered,pulling their friend into a harsh cuddle. "You're not alone. You have me.You have Al.You have Willow and Stephen. Finally,you have James and Lewis. We can help find your brother's number in order to have contact with him."

Fray knew that they would need to hide lots to find George's parents' phone book.It would take a while but they would get to it eventually.

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