To my dear abhorment //dnf

last day

5:03am..

"he's feeling better now. you can take him and go home." the doctor tells me
"Thank you." i say before I walk into the room where George is.

he looks tried.

"come on. lets go back." i say, he looks up, stays quiet, but gets up and follows me.

"what were you thinking when you played that shit with people you don't know!" I say as soon as we get out of the hospital.

but George stays quiet.

"imagine i wouldn't have been there.. imagine what they could've done to you! fucking- ugh."

"how was i supposed to know that they would do something like that.." he says "you should keep an eye on your drink!"

"i was drunk!" he says "i know! you were drunk with people you have never seen before!" i shout.

"just shut up.."

"be thankful that i helped you. I could've left you there and leave." i say as i put my hands in my pocket.

"bgh-" George suddenly starts to throw up.

"fuck- come over here!" i say as i pull him over to the corner and remove his drawstring from the hoodie and wait for him to finish.

after a few minutes he wipes his mouth and lifts his head up. "you alright?"
"yeah.." he continues to walk.

It was cold, annoying and boring! Germany isn't the country for me-
There's no way I'll be ever living in this cold, dude.

"the last day in Germany!" mr Taylor says
"today we'll be looking at some sights, after that we'll have a picnic and then you guys have free time."

"how long will the free time be?" George asks "we'll see. but George and Clay, don't forget to stay with each other." mr Taylor says.

I roll my eyes.

"alright class. everyone, please get yourself a partner and follow me." he says as he starts to walk off.

"get your ass here." George shouts, "shut up!" i shout as i make my way to him.
"nice job!" he smirks "you know what a nice job is?" i say.

George stays quiet.

"this-" i slap the back of his head.

"you bitch-" he says as he kicks my ass "you mother-" i start as i grab George's shirt, but mr Taylor comes.

"enough. If you two don't behave well, you'll be getting detention." he warns us.
George and I stay quiet, until mr Taylor leaves.

"bitch." I whisper.

"you bitch." he says back.

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"everyone sit down and enjoy yourself." mr Taylor smiles at us as we sit down.
I take a Sandwich and look around.

Germany is really something..

It's the- sixth time that i see teenagers smoke and drink. like- they're probably third teen or something.

In general, Germany is weird.

I mean- they send money to Ukraine and ignored all the warnings from Russia, or putin. Now they have to stay in the cold, because heat is too expensive.