George's pov
It's late when we get back to my room.
Dinner is waiting in my room for me and clays goes back to his room.
I eat most of the dinner then begins o tidy my room.
I'm finally done after ages.
There's a knock on my door, I'm in the shower.
"Hold up" I yell turning the shower off and stepping out.
"You cleaned" clay yells.
"No shit" I yell.
My towel isn't here.
"Clay get you get me a towel" I ask, "yes" he says, I wait a little then the bathroom door cracks open and clay pushes a towel through the crack.
"Thank you" I say and take it from his hand.
He closes the door and I dry myself and put on the new clothes I put in here.
I walk out and look at clay.
He's reading the back of a book.
He glances up at me, "oh yeah, so someone broke in the castle so there's gonna be like 5 guards outside your room, no need to scar you, but he's been last spotted near the entrance of your chambers was" he says.
"Aren't you supposed to be looking for him?" I ask, "I am" he says.
A chill goes up my spine as I feel eyes on me as if there is someone in my room.
But there isn't.
"Ok" I try to act as not scared as I am.
"You aren't scared?" He asks, "it's happened before" i shrugs.
"Ok don't leave your room" he says then walks out of my room.
It's late.
Maybe 1:56am.
My door opens, I jump scared.
It's clay, "what the fuck?" I say annoyed, "sorry, I just Cale to see if your not lying dead on your bed" clay laughs.
"It's not funny" I say, "it sorta is" clay says, "so you are scared?" He asks, I roll my eyes.
"We haven't found him by the way, also haven't seen him" clay says, i nod pulling the blankets over me.
"Are you going to sleep?" I ask, "yeah" he shrugs, he turns to leave.
"Clay" I whisper, "yes" he says.
"Can you stay?" I ask, he looks at me then nods.
He takes off his armor and what you have to wear for uniform and protection.
I lay down in bed.
"Am I aloud to sleep in your bed or do I have to sleep on the ground" he says, I laugh a little, "you can sleep in the bed" I whisper.
He walks over to the opposite side of the bed and climbs in, "do you read?" I whisper, "not really, I'm to busy for that" clay whispers,"your actually not very busy though" I whisper.
He laughs a little, I stare at the side of his face as he seems to be in a deep thought.
"Don't tell your dad" he whispers.
"Why would I do that?" I whisper, he turns his head to look at me.
He moves his hand to my hair and moves it out of the way of my ears.
I close my eyes, then slowly drift to sleep.
wake up in the morning to a gun shot.
I flinch and sit up, clays not in bed anymore but my doors open quickly.
"George, do not leave your room, do not make a sound" clay whispers.
I nod, "ok good" he says and leaves the room.
Multiple gunshots go off, I cover my ears with my hands, I get up and walk into my large wardrobe.
I sit on the ground and tears leave my eyes as more gunshots go off, only sounding so close now.
Im shaking.
I hear someone enter my room through my balcony doors.
I hold my breath as I hear footsteps, quiet but heavy footsteps, I hold my breath.
I have nothing to protect me.
The footsteps get closer, then a hand covers my mouth.
I scream into the hand, "shhhh, I'm not going to hurt you" a man whispers.
I reach for his hand and try to pull it away.
He moves his hand to my pants before I can think I push him in the face hard pushing him off me and giving me enough one to get up and run from my wardrobe.
"Clay" I scream and open my bedroom door.
The guards grab me to keep me from running out.
"He's in my room, for fuck sakes let go" I sob almost screaming.
They let go of me and rush into my room.
I fall onto a wall and slide down on it with my hand over my mouth.
"George" I hear clay say, I look at him running towards me.
He kneels down infront of me, "what happened?" He whispers, I point into my bedroom where guards have the man from before in there grip.
"Shit" clay whispers,"he's here" clay says into the walkie talkie.
"Ok get up" clay whispers.
I gun shot goes off and pain shoots through my arm.
"Fuck" clay whispers, "HOLD HIM" clay yells clearly pissed at the guards.
I hold my arm in pain.
I hear people rushing to me but it's all echos.
I breath heavily and my vision goes blurry.
"George, your gonna be ok, stay awake for me" i hear clays voice, yet it seems he's so far away.
I feel his hands on mine pushing harder on my arm, I let out a scream like sob, "stop, stop" I sob closing my eyes.
"George, you have to let me do this" clay whispers putting more pressure.
I sob in pain and scared emotions, suddenly I can't feel anything.
"George" I hear my mother's voice over all the talking and shouting.
"Clay, help me, please" I whisper sobbing.
"George, I'm going to go, I'm leaving you with paramedics" I hear clays voice.
"George, it's me, your mother" her voice sounds so real although I know I'm imagining it.
"No, please, clay" I sob as I feel myself being lifting and placed on a bed.
Clays hand is gone.
"No" I sob.
"George, I love you" her voice says.
Then I switch back to reality, I look upp at all the nurses and paramedics around me bandaging my arm.
But clay isn't here.
