Kidnapped

Chapter 78: Bigger Problems

George's POV

The end of the week was here before we knew it and it wasn't long until our flight back.

We had spent the day before packing and enjoying the last few hours before we would have to get on with school work.

We were all sad to be leaving but I felt differently about it.

I had gotten comfortable here, my mentality was much better and it wasn't so stressful.

I knew we had to go home but I had no idea what kind of effect it would have on my mind and body.

I must've sat in the bathroom for a good half an hour trying to play out a scenario in my head where everything turns out just fine.

Except I couldn't even convince myself.

The others had gone to help our mums pack their things, leaving Bad to make sure we had gotten all our things.

I was supposed to be helping him but I was too distracted.

The only thing I was certain of was that I wanted to see Tubbo, even though we had been talking throughout the trip I still missed him.

By the sounds of it he was having a lot of fun staying with Tommy.

I also needed to meet with Jack and Wilbur so they could show me in person the progress they've made.

Not to mention the school work I had to catch up on.

Realistically I had more to catch up on than the others since I missed a year.

If I stood any chance of passing this year I needed to get everything done.

"George? Can I come in?" Bad asks and it pulls me out of my thoughts.

I step out of the bathroom and walk over to the door to open it.

"Have we got everything?" I ask and he nods.

"Our flight is in an hour"

I give a small nod before standing there awkwardly, not knowing what to say next.

"Are you okay?" Bad asks, filling the silence with that dreadful question.

"Yeah just tired" I lie, walking back into the room and sitting on the floor.

Bad closes the door behind him and joins me on the floor.

"You know you can talk to me" He says and I look up to see his warm smile.

I fiddle with my hands debating talking to him or not, letting the silence linger on a little longer.

"I know" I faintly smile, not having the courage to say anything else.

He seems to notice as his smile falters.

"I need to go help pack our things into the taxis, are you coming?" He asks.

"I'll stay here"

"Alright but make sure you're down in 20 minutes" He says as he stands up from the floor.

"Okay"

He leaves the room, closing the door behind him and I exhale a shaky breath.

We weren't even home yet and I felt like I was going to be sick.

I take my phone out and press on Wilbur's contact before letting it ring.

"Hello?" His voice answers.

"Hey, I'll probably be back home in a couple hours, can I meet you and Jack?"

"Wait that's today? And yeah of course, where should we meet?

"Yeah, can we meet at Jack's?" I ask.

"We should be able to yeah, I think he's staying with Niki at the moment but it should be fine"

"Bring Tubbo with you aswell, and send me Jack's address"

"Okay, see you soon George"

"Bye Wilbur"

I end the call and reluctantly get up from the floor.

I put my shoes on and leave the room, slowly walking to the lift.

I press the button to the bottom floor as I step in, waiting as it made its way down.

When the door opens I see the lobby full of everyone getting ready to get into the taxis.

"George finally! We can leave now" My mum smiles.

She leads me to a taxi and gets in with me, Dream's mum getting in on the other side of me.

The taxi starts to drive and I put my hood up, sinking down into the chair.

"So we've spoken to the other boys and we've agreed that once you've caught up on school work you can start making plans again" My mum starts.

The last thing I wanted to focus on was school work.

And keeping me from my friends until I've done it isn't going to end well.

"You'll stay home until it's done and then you can keep on top of your work every other day"

Well that already wasn't going to work out.

"Okay?" She asks.

"No" I say bluntly.

"Why? I feel like that's fair"

"Well it's not, school isn't exactly my first priority mum"

"George I've been very lenient on you but I still have to be your mother and school is important"

"Not to me"

"Then make it important because you aren't leaving the house until it's done"

Yes she is my mum and yes I love her to pieces but I didn't come back to pretend like everything is normal.

And I certainly didn't come back to fall into old habits.

The car falls silent, no one daring to speak another word.

I sat there knowing the first thing I was going to do once we got back was disobey her.

But I didn't care.

There were bigger problems.