my boy

Ten

Wednesday - Clay's POV. (Mentions of Manipulation, Injury and Knives.)

Clay woke up, Eyes red from the lack of sleep the previous night. His body felt heavy with every movement and he had little to no energy to do anything, But he wasn't one to give into the drowsy feeling and continued to get ready for school, Walking downstairs and having breakfast on the go seeing as he was running a little late.

He got to school and was met with Sapnap and Punz, Both noticing his tired behaviour.

"Did you not sleep last night or what?" Punz questioned.

"No, I didn't." Clay yawned.

They walked off the field and talked for a while until the bell rung, Scaring Clay as he had let his senses down. He had Maths first today, Which is annoying because the very person who was responsible for his tiredness was there. He sat down in his normal spot and was met with Luke.

"Clay I'm sorry for what I did, Can we still be friends?" Luke seemed genuine.

"Yeah sure, Sorry I lashed out like that." Clay smiled softly.

The teacher entered the room and started writing up their lesson for the day, Turning around to face the class.

"You are going to be put in pairs today, I've already decided who everyone is going with so no complaints." He proceeded to read out the pairs.

"George and Marcus."
"Levi and Rue."
"Serene and Luke."

"Clay and Andrew."

Clay froze, Realising what he just heard. He was going to have to be in a pair with Andrew, How was he supposed to deal with that? He turned and saw Andrew walking over with a grin.

"Hiya Dreamie." He chuckled as he sat down.

"Don't need to put on an act." Clay hissed.

"Whatever. I need to talk to you after school, At the bleachers." Andrew shrugged.

"Yeah right, Go fuck yourself." Clay rolled his eyes.

"Are you disobeying me?" Andrew smiled.

Clay looked away in defeat.
"I'll meet you after school."

The lesson didn't go very fast which was annoying, But Andrew acted 'normal' for the remainder. Figuring it was because George was in the room with them. They did the usual maths problems and finished them fast. The bell rung sending a wave of relief over Clay. Rushing to his next class which ended faster than the last.

Finally it was break time, Meeting with Nick to do a few drills and warmups for today. Clay was virtually pouring sweat out like a waterfall, Running his head under a tap to cool off. Flicking his hair back and noticing Nick standing there.

"May I ask how you got your scars? It's okay if you don't want to tell me I won't push." His lips slightly upturned in a comforting way.

"Somebody gave them to me, That's all I feel like answering." Clay continued to get dressed.

After finishing he noticed Nick clung around him, He was hugging him.

"I'm sorry." Nick sighed.

"It's okay, Not your fault." Clay let out a sad chuckle.

The rest of the day didn't seem to end, Until it did. And he had been dreading this moment since the second he knew it'd arrive. He walked slowly to the bleachers, Noticing an impatient looking Andrew tapping his foot against the concrete.

Andrew lunged at Clay, Gripping his shirt by the collar and huffing with anger.

"You little bitch. I heard you telling that Nick about your scars! I fucking told you to not say a word." Andrew spat in his face.

"I- I didn't mention your name though!" Clay avoided looking at Andrew.

"That doesn't change the fact that you didn't listen to me Clay. Now you'll pay the price." Andrew kicked him to the ground and pulled out a small pocketknife, Slashing a line down the side of Clays face, He cried out in agony as he gripped his face.

"Don't say a word to George. I don't mean about me, I mean about anything. Do not say a single word to him ever again." Andrew huffed as he stomped away.

Clay cried in pain and the tears stung the wound, Wishing he hadn't have said anything to Nick earlier so this could've been avoided, He basically ran home and tried desperately to clean the wound; Realising how bad he'd cut him. He fell to the floor crying feeling extremely weak and helpless. He couldn't even tell his best friend about what was going on, Let alone warn George about it.

He ran upstairs to grab a bandaid, Not having anything nearly big enough. Deciding he would clean it with hand sanitiser and leave it be. Wincing in pain as the sanitiser stung it painfully, How could he get rid of Andrew? He was a complete dick who found pleasure in hurting people, Mentally and physically.

He is a psychopath, Undeniably.

Clay decided he would feed his cat Patches and call it a night, Showering before doing so. He set Patches down in his bed and picked up his phone, Noticing a few messages from Nick.

Nick
Yo Clay!! You know that
cute guy from the cafe?
The one who was staring?
He said he wants to hangout
sometime with me!! What
should I do?

Clay
Idk dude! Be nice and
accept the invite! What's
the worst that could
possibly happen?

Clay felt a little jealous at how easy Nick could pick up guys, And loyal ones too. Every guy Clay had dated apart from George were disloyal or just completely insensitive and not worth dating. And now he couldn't even speak to George, The one who made him happy.

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A/N
Surprisingly for the person who wrote Andrews character I really hate him :') This chapter was a little intense but it plays into the future chapter ideas.