Freak show... (dnf)

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⚠️swear words, mention of death⚠️

Once the ceremony was over the brunette was the only one in the circus just hanging around, like literally hanging around from a hoop. Later on he thought it was late enough that he should get going home, he packed his things. Earlier he bought a single red rose to give to Clay, which he never gave it to him...

But the brunette chose to take care of the flower cause he wasn't gonna let it die after one day, he stepped outside and locked the circus. He was in a cropped hoodie he changed into earlier which is always what he likes to wear. He heard something so he turned around.

There was the blonde in the middle of road throwing small rocks around, he looked bored out of his mind.

George chuckled to himself "Isn't it past your bedtime?"

Clay turned around and saw the brunette and continued throwing little rocks "Nah, my sleep schedule is kinda fucked anyways, specially this week."

The brunette looked around, all the candles were lit still...

"So what brings you out here?" George asked.

"Nothing much, Drista was here until she left me" Clay looked at George "Who's the rose for?"

"You, actually" George gave the rose to Clay "I bought it this morning but I never gave it to you."

"Thanks" Clay said "I like red roses."

"Well your very welcome" George said and he sat down his bag.

The blonde looked at the brunette, George bent down to grab a candle "I'm surprised these lasted so long."

"What brings you out here, since you asked me it's your turn" Clay looked at him.

"Practicing my part, since big show is coming up" George blew out the candle "But who knows if we're doing the big show now."

"Why not?" Clay asked.

"You left, Nick left, and everyone keeps screwing around" George said "We left Niki in charge but that isn't working out."

"We need you back Clay" George said.

"No you don't, I'm a mess."

"No your not" George said as he blew out another candle.

"Sure seemed like it first day I met you."

"Well that wasn't true" George said "I mean it, we need you."

"Mhm yeah, sure" Clay said.

"You keep lying to yourself then" George said.

"What are you doing?" Clay asked.

"Blowing out these candles, don't wanna be the cause of a fire" George said.

"You brought the candles?" Clay asked.

"Well me and Niki" George said "But yeah."

Clay smiled and he looked down at the rose, they both were silent till George said something "I didn't expect you to say that to your dad earlier, you didn't have to I've gotten worse."

"He needed to hear it, he's a absolute dick" Clay said "And he shouldn't talk about you that way, he doesn't know what your like as a person."

"And you do?" George looked at him.

"I would hope so" Clay walked towards him.

George took notice to the blondes outfit "You look nice."

"Don't look bad yourself" Clay leaned against a pole.

"Please, this is my practicing clothes" George blew out the rest of the candle on that side.

"You still look nice, even in that suit I took off of you later that day" Clay said.

George looked at him and scoffed "Your a hopeless romantic."

George grabbed his bag and blew out the rest of the candles on the other side walk "How so?"

He turned around and saw Clay "You like red roses, and you keep trying to lead me on."

George walked in front of Clay "Well guess what pretty boy, it's not working on me."

"I'm not trying lead you on at all, that thing that happened we can gladly forget about if you want to."

"There's no need for that, we already know it happened, so what's the point of trying to forget it" George said.

"Your driving me crazy" Clay said.

"What, how?" George asked.

"In reasons I can't explain or think mentally" Clay sighed as he leaned on the pole behind him.

Once the candles burnt out George grabbed his bag "Well when you know how to explain it, you know where to find me if not just answer your cell."

"But goodnight Clay, I'll see you around."

The brunette started to walk around until the blonde pulled him back in a spin "You can't just leave like that."

"Listen Clay, I know how your feeling" George said "Both of my parents died a a few years ago."

"I care about you Clay, and it pains me to see you like this" George said "So consider at least coming back to the circus cause we need you and, I need you."

"But this isn't the way, I need and want the Clay that pisses me off so much and never gives up on me" George said.

"I want the Clay, 3 days ago" George said, Clay was shocked even speechless "Because this."

George held up Clay bandaged hand "Isn't the answer, so is that to much to ask for?"

Clay didn't answer, and the brunette took a step back "Now goodnight Clay, I'll see you around."

The brunette started to walk away till he turned around to look at Clay "If you care about me which I'm sure you do. Think wisely about the words I said, then come find me."

"And maybe we'll talk about the other night" George said, and he walked home.

Clay knew he cared about George, but he was gonna spend all night thinking about what George said. He knows he's right but he hasn't been in the mood to do anything. It was kinda depressing to be honest...

Clay started to walk home, he needed to think and walking in the middle of the road wasn't solving anything.

Am I depressed?

"No, your just a dumb fuck that won't admit hes in love with George Davidson" Clay said to himself.

Maybe I should join the circus again?

No, you quit now give up...

But I can't...

I have to not give up on myself, George and Drista are right...

I'm just gonna strongly think about my decision, that's the right thing to do...

Right?

"God I'm going insane" Clay said to himself.

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