part 15

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George's pov

Six months later.

I'm truly in love with him.

I lay in bed with him.

"Clay come here" nicks voice yells.

"I'll be right back" clay whispers and kisses my forehead.

Forehead kiss.

He's always done it.

I love it.

He gets put of bed and walks out of the room.

"We have to take him back" I hear nick say.

My heart drops.

I sit up.

"Nic-"

"I know clay, but it's been to long, he has family, you know that" nick says.

"No" clay says.

"I know your scared you'll lose him, but love doesn't work that way, you can still see him but we have to take him back now" nick explains.

"He's right clay" karl says.

"I can't" clay says, "clay you knee this was gonna happen someday, you knew we can't keep him forever, it's been six months, everyone thinks he's dead" nick says.

"I know" clay says.

"But I can't see him anymore if we take him back, it's to risky, I'd have to go to jail" clay says.

"And maybe we all should do that" nick says.

What?

I tear leaves my eye.

"But for how long would we be there for nick, at least 15 years" clay says louder.

"We'd be over the age of 30 by the time we got out" clay adds on.

"George would be 40" clay says.

"Theres no way I'm going to jail, I think we just gotta drop George off somewhere where no one goes then he can walk to his house" karl says.

"Mhm, today clay, me and karl will figure out a plan and you can spend I'm with george" nick says.

I don't wanna go back.

Clay walks in the room and stans in the doorway leaning against the frame.

I look at him.

I stand up.

He walks over to me, I quickly wrap my arms around his neck and he hugs me tightly.

"I'm so sorry" clay whispers.

"It had to happen" I whisper.

I can hear clay crying.

"It's ok clay, we can still we eachother" I whisper and look at him.

"Yeah, but not for at least another 6 months" he whispers.

A tear leaves my eye.

"It's gonna be ok" I whisper.

This is when he completely breaks down.

He falls to the ground.

I quickly sit next to him and pull him close to me.

He rests his head on my lap and I lean back on the bed.

He continues to cry, i let a tear falls from my eye to but quickly hold myself together

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