Here For You

8

TW's:
-Self harm
-Self hate
-Bullying

George's POV

After we had dinner, I went to my room again, laying down on my bed to get ready to sleep. All rooms had a bathroom and I slowly walked to it with my pyjamas and toothbrush. I started brushing my teeth and after that, I pulled on my pyjamas shirt and trousers. My mum had also made it for me.

I got sad when I thought about my parents and my house. I looked in the mirror as I felt a tear roll down my face. I had bad homesickness, I missed my home and my parents a lot and I was sometimes just sick because of the sadness.

TW self harm+blood

I stared at my face in the mirror and I felt disgusted about myself. I was really ugly and way too thin, I got more insecure with the day. I rolled the thin sleeves of my pyjamas up and stared at my wounds. I just couldn't resist the urge to cut myself anymore.

I walked to my bag and grabbed my hidden blade, putting it on my arm to make multiple cuts. I smiled a little bit as I felt the pain a bit less. I kept cutting myself as long as Clay knocked on the door.

TW bullying

'Can you just hurry up, annoying piece of shit.'

'Sorry,' I muttered. 'Give me a bit, please.'

'I want to sleep, dumbass.'

'I'm sorry, I'm almost done.'

I quickly let some water run over my bleeding arms, I waited for a little and the cuts luckily stopped bleeding quickly. I bandaged the wounds that were still bleeding and pulled my sleeves far over my hands as I opened the door.

TW self harm over

Clay stood up and rolled his eyes at me. 'Are you also wearing such an ugly ass pyjamas? Why do you even have long sleeves now? You're actually just trying to get hated on.'

TW bullying over

I ignored him and sat down in my bed grabbing my phone to text Dream. I had to be honest to him.

Gogy
Dream, I have to tell you something

Dream
Yeah? :)

Gogy
I cut myself again

Dream
I'm so sorry, Gogy. What happened?

Gogy
It's not important, I was just sad and I couldn't stop myself from cutting

Dream
Is it bad?

Gogy
A few are a bit deep, but the others aren't that bad. I'm sorry, I know I said I wouldn't do it for five days, but I'm just sad without my family.

Dream
I understand, Gogy. Can you text me next time you have the urge to? We can talk about it before you do it

Gogy
I will, but I have the urge quite a lot

Dream
Spam me all day <3

Gogy
Okay :) I love you, I'll sleep now

Dream
Me too, I love you too <3

I closed my phone and curled up like a ball in my bed. Clay came back a while later, he was only wearing shorts and no shirt. I got a bit flustered and quickly looked away as he looked at me.

TW bullying

'Keep your eyes off me, it's normal to sleep without a shirt when it's summer. You're the weirdo here.'

I nodded slowly and said nothing as Clay climbed to his bed. I closed my eyes, but only saw my parents in front of me and my old bed. I immediately started crying and sobbed as soft as possible to not annoy Clay.

Apparently Clay had really good ears, because he immediately sighed. 'Can you stop crying, you're such a baby.'

'I'm sorry, I'm just a bit sad.'

'You're annoying.'

'I'm sorry, if you're mean to me, I'll only get more sad.'

'Do you think I care?'

'You do, because I will be crying longer.'

I could almost hear Clay roll his eyes.

TW over

'I'm going to call my parents for a bit,' I whispered. I stood up with my phone and walked to the bathroom, calling my mum's number.

'Hey, George! How are you?'

I sniffed softly. 'I'm very sad, mum. I miss you so much, I can't stop crying. My roommate is a bit annoyed with me, but I'm genuinely so sad.'

'Sweetie, you will be home very soon again. We can call every day.'

'But I miss dad and you so much,' I cried.

'Honey, go lay down in bed and think about all the nice things you're going to do. I bet you will see beautiful places and I'm waiting for you at home. Do you want to speak to dad for a little too?'

'Yes, I would like to.'

My mum walked to my dad and I heard my dad's voice a minute later. 'Hey, sweetie. How are you?'

'I'm very sad, I miss you.'

'I miss you too, but when you come home, we are going to do something with us three, okay? I'm proud of you, before you know there's already a week over.'

'Okay,' I sniffed. 'I will try to sleep.'

'You can text me at night, sweetie. I will turn my sounds on so I can hear you when you need to talk.'

'Thank you.'

'Goodnight, George. Mum and I are waiting for you to come home again.'

We talked for a short while and I walked back to our room after. I tried being as quiet as possible, but I saw Clay look at me.

'Can you now finally be quiet?'

'I will, I'm sorry.'

'Why do you not just go home?'

I didn't know if he meant it meanly or not and I shrugged to myself. 'That's not that easy.'

'It is if you don't like it here.'

'I can't tell if you're trying to be mean or nice to me, I'm sorry.'

Clay sighed. 'Just shut up, I want to sleep now.'

I nodded and laid down in bed. I was so exhausted after all the travelling today and all the crying I had done that I still managed to fall asleep twenty minutes later. Clay had fallen asleep a bit before me, since I heard his steady breathing rhythm. I was happy to have fallen asleep.

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