Dreamnotfound Smut(emotional)

A friendly conversation

(Warning: mention of sexual harassment/assault)
George's POV
It's a new day, and I still have my chip. It seems like the world is playing a sick joke on me. I thought I murdered someone, turns out no one has ever seen him dead. I can't stop thinking of what would happen if we got sent back to Techno. He would probably torture me a lot more now that Clay isn't chipped.

Skeppy was at work and Bad was at home. Me and Clay stayed in bed for a bit, but I couldn't sleep much. I finally gave up and walked outside the room.

I didn't see Bad anywhere, until I looked out the window. I just need to talk to someone.
I walked outside to see Bad inhaling a cigarette. Bad saw me and immediately started coughing.

"Ah, muffins. Don't tell Skeppy." Bad said as he put it out and popped a mint.
"Don't worry about it." I said and leaned against the wall.

"How are you? I heard about the chip." Bad asked. I laughed slightly.
"As long as it's in me, I don't feel safe." I said and Bad nodded.
"I can only imagine." Bad said.

Clay then came outside and waved.
"I'm off to get food!" He yelled.
"Don't be out too long!" I yelled back. He blew me a kiss.

"I never asked, how did you and Skeppy meet?" I asked. Bad smiled big.
"I was walking home one night after work. This truck pulled up beside me and a few guys rolled down the windows and started catcalling me." Bad started.
"Oh? Was Skeppy one of them?" I asked, Bad laughed.
"Far from it." Bad said.

"I thought it was just a joke, so I kept walking. Then they started slowly driving beside me." Bad continued.
"Jeez. Some people are assholes." I said.
"They kept yelling at me over the cars that were honking at them. They kept complimenting my body and explaining how they wanted to use it." Bad continued.

"What did you do?" I asked.
"Well, I couldn't go home. Instead I went to the nearest grocery store, it was busy enough." Bad said.
"Wait, this is how you met Skeppy?" I asked.
"When I walked inside, the guys pulled into the parking lot and followed me in. I panicked and hugged the nearest shopper and begged them to act like they were with me." Bad said.
"And that shopper was?" I asked.
"Yep, Skeppy." Bad replied.

"He said okay immediately, then he held my hand. I helped him finish his shopping and then he offered to drive me home. After what happed I didn't want people to know where I lived, but instead of pushing he gave me his number and told me to call so he knows I'm home safe." Bad said and smiled.
"Wow. That's quite a story." I said.

"Yeah, not as great as you and Clay. I remember you said a kidnapping was involved." Bad said.
"Yes, my kidnapping." I said.
"Do tell." Bad said and lit another cigarette.

"Well, I was napping on the couch. I opened my eyes and saw a masked man in full black looking at the fireplace." I started.
"Woah, right in!" Bad said.
"I picked up a fire-poker and threatened him, he responded in a calm voice and told me it was a misunderstanding." I said.
"So?" Bad said.

"So then he took my weapon away and aimed a gun in my face." I said. Bad laughed.
"Woo, you were probably scared." Bad stated.
"Honestly, I should have been more scared." I said.
"Why weren't you?" Bad asked.

"I thought my parents would do anything to bail me out, and I'm rich so Clay wouldn't have killed me." I explained.
"Did you get bailed out?" Bad asked.
"Nope. My dad tried to cheap out. He said he wasn't gonna pay anything for me." I said. Bad sighed.
"Some families." Bad said.

"After that, I realized I never wanted to go back home." I said and started crying. Bad hugged me.
"Clay was better than them." I said Bad pulled back.
"What was it like being kidnapped?" Bad asked.

"Clay sucked me off the first day he had me." I said with a grin. Bad raised his eyebrows.
"Did you ask him to?" Bad asked.
"Well no, but I took him up on it when he offered." I said. Bad laughed.
"What were some of the other days like?" Bad asked.
"We would constantly be doing it. I was in cuffs or chains for a lot of it." I said.
"Kinky." Bad said. I laughed.

"Weird how Skeppy and Clay seem like opposite people in those stories." I joked.
"Yep. I got me a hero." Bad said, popping a mint.
"And I love my villain." I joked.