Someone cares // No one cares part 2 || Dnf

48. confrontation

Clay POV

George's YouTube and Twitch account was going stonks. Besides studying, he was now also informing himself and learning about streaming stuff in his free time. He was planning on doing a face reveal soon and I was pretty sure that would just increase his numbers. Maybe that was his career. I was really proud of my boyfriend. He used every minute, he had nothing else to do, to work on something. Coding, collecting ideas for videos or streams,...whatever he was doing.

Just I was in the last row for him. Like lately anyway...but it got worse. I was hardly a part of his daily life. A "good night" or one or the other question on a topic related to school, but nothing else. He was always sitting in this shitty room at his PC. I was jealous of that thing. I wanted to throw it away just to spend some time with my lover.

But today must have been my lucky day....

"Clay!", George walked up to me quickly as I waited in the schoolyard.
"Yeah?"
"With me. Now", he grabbed my wrist and dragged me with him behind the building.

He looked so damn cute. How his small hand tried to get a good hold on me, and how he stomped forward, his angry, but ever so fucking adorable aura.
As we arrived where no one would see us, he pushed me against the wall aggressively.

"Ouhohoho~ George", I exclaimed a quiet laugh as I smirked at him.
"Shut up!", he hissed.
"Wow, someone is-"
"Is that true?! I wanna see it!", he yelled at me, his fists clenched, as well as his teeth, his eyes slightly glassy.

"What? What are you talking about? George, are you oka-", I reached my hands for him, worried, but he punched them away.
"You know exactly what I mean! They told me!"
"They? Who are they?", I showed my confusion of the situation, even though I was probably aware of what he was talking about.

"A guy asked me how I was handling the "situation"", he made quotation mark movements with his hands as he pulled a grimace, mixed of anger and sadness, not hard to read.
"What?", was everything I wanted to say.
"As I asked him about it, 4 other guys joined us and told me about a...video. Does that tell you something, Clay?!"

"George-", I sighed, wanting to reach my hands for him again.
"No! Show it to me!", he slapped them away once again, his eyes being about to lose a tear, "I want you to show me! Go on!"
"Believe me, you don't want to-"
"Oh, I am pretty sure I do!", he didn't want to lower his volume of voice.

"Please George, I just want-", I really tried to avoid showing him what he definitely would regret watching, but Nick had been right. He was stubborn, I wouldn't get around it.
"Shut up!", he punched his fists on my chest.

Silence.....
For a few seconds none of us decided to talk.
"Alright", I eventually said calmly before swallowing. I put my hands softly to George's shoulders, but he quickly pulled away and stepped back. Then I pulled out my phone. Wouldn't be too hard to find that stupid video.

I really wondered how George really didn't get to know anything about it, Twitter was full of it.
"Is this really the first time you heard about it?", I asked one more time before I'd show him my screen.
"No."
I made a small movement with my head and eyebrows to signalize him a question mark for more information.

"I heard people talk about a video...I just thought it wasn't important for me, because you'd tell me if it was....but I was wrong I guess", he stared at me as if he was about to kill me any second.
"Ah...", I nodded slowly, looking at my display, rethinking one more time.

"Alright, I don't care anymore. Take it, but I warned you", I handed him the phone and stepped away as he leaned against the wall, playing the video.

As soon as it started, his eyes widened, the sound I had let on made it even better. Or worse, whatever word you'd give this situation.
Slowly George let himself slide down the stacked bricks on his back until he sat on the grass.
A tear rolled down his cheek as he kept staring at the phone.

"How long ago was that?", his voice trembled, his glance not leaving the...well, actually literal porn.
"I don't know, like 2 years or so?", I simply explained.
"2 years...", He repeated weakly.
I didn't say anything. I let him watch it till the end. Then he turned off the phone and placed it next to him on the ground.

"George?", I asked carefully.
"No", he said, standing up and leaving me standing there alone.
"That's why I didn't want you to see! That was long ago, someone wants to get me in trouble or so George! Please!", I yelled as I grabbed my phone and ran after him.

"Shut up", he said so quietly, it was almost inaudible.
"George", I grabbed his arm as I reached him.
"You're right", he stopped, his look on the ground, avoiding me, "I didn't want to see that."
Then he pulled his arm out of my grip and kept walking.

Today was a short school day. We'd go home in 2 hours, then I'd confront him. Giving him time wasn't what I wanted this time. We needed to talk about this. Now.

The car drive was silent, as expected.
As I opened the door with my key, George immediately made his way to the bedroom.
Not this time, my dear...

"I fucked up, okay?!", I raised my voice.
He ignored me and kept his pace.
"Yes, I slept with a lot of girls! And one of them recorded it and posted it somewhere on the internet where it spread! And a lot of people can see it! And you saw it! But don't let something that happened before we even got closer affect us!", I took a step to him, but he had almost reached the door.

"George! Stop walking!", I yelled out of my chest.
He stopped.
"This is not how we'll handle this situation! We-"
"Yes, it IS! Leave me alone...I need...time to process this...", he said quietly.
"No!", I walked towards him.

"One time in your fucking life, do the right thing Clay! Leave me alone!", he turned around to me, screaming as he showed his tears and red eyes.
Clenching my teeth, I slowly shook my head.

Carefully, I took his hand in mine, but he pulled it away as soon as I touched him.
Just when he turned around to open the door, so could hide like he always did to run away from his problems, I grabbed his wrist and pulled him back to him.

I know, I also ran away from my problems, a lot. But I couldn't let this tear away George from me. Not again. I'm sorry if this might not be what he wanted me to do, I'm sorry if he'll yell at me to let go of him, I am sorry for doing this against his will, I am sorry for everything. But every night of mine that went past sleepless, I was thinking at George. Watching him sleep, smiling at my luck, I wished to keep him forever. I needed to keep him forever.
It was almost the end of school for us and I wanted to give George the life he deserved. With me included.

I pushed him close to me and pressed my lips to his. As he didn't show signs of resisting, I slowly loosened my grip on him and kissed him softly.
Suddenly he wrapped his arms around me, pulling me into the kiss even more.

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