Since it happened (Dnf)

Alternate Ending

George arrived at the hospital. Heart thumping harder than his heart had ever thumped. He was worried if it went any harder it would burst through his chest.

He pushed open the front door and sprinted to the stairs. In the moment he had no time for elevators.

He ran up the stairs skipping a step while he went.

He pushed though the door and booked it down the hallway. Making one final turn he arrived at Clays door.

There's no way this was happening. No possible way this is what was happening to him right now. George couldn't even comprehend it. He could even comprehend what the women on the phone said.

He hung up before she could even finish the sentence. George ran out of the house so fast he didn't even bother wearing a coat.

And of coarse it was storming in Florida that day. Today was just an unlucky day for George.

"George,"

George turned towards the sound.

"Niki?"

It was clear she could see the hesitation in George's stance. She paused and for the first time ever, uncertainty laced her face.

Finally she spoke.

"Go in." She stated simply.

George didn't bother to answer. He just turned back to the door and stared at it a moment. Unsure if he was ready to see the inevitable.

"George," he heard from behind him.

He looked at the handle for a split second before deciding, now or never.

He pushed it open.

Inside sat Clay in his bed, lying completely still arms laying over his lap, hair messed up on his head, eyes opened.

He hesitated when Clay said nothing but stare at him strangely.

"Clay," George finally spoke.

"Hi," he said back.

George remained in his place still not moving a muscle. He had dreamt at least a million different versions of this same scenario. 

"Where am I? What happened?" He asked.

George still didn't move an inch.

"You were in an accident. You have been in a coma for a month." He finally said back.

A silence fell over them. Clays face looked shocked and confused.

"I miss you so fucking much baby," George finally said as he ran over to his boyfriend.

He dove into his arms and finally started crying, until he noticed that Clay wasn't hugging him back.

He pulled away slowly.

"Clay what's wrong?" He asked as nervousness began to take over.

Clay seemed to hesitate as well before he answered.

"Um, I'm really sorry, but who are you?"

George froze completely still. The room stilled. Frozen like ice. Neither one of them moving.

"W-what?"

"I'm sorry I feel like I should know you but I don't?" He replied.

George's heart completely shattered in that moment. Unable to even comprehend what was happening. Unable to cope with what he just heard.

"I, I am y-your boyfriend,"

Clays face shifted from sympathy to confusion almost instantly.

"Sorry I don't have a boyfriend..."

George didn't even respond. He got up and left the room. And never looked back.

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