Dtkq short story's

The end? (4)

Okay so like this shot needs a better ending💀
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Nick sighed as he looked at a crying George. Clays been nicks friend sense they were five, he knows clay never ment to hurt George.

"We can go back, if you really want to..." nick sighed.

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Nicks pov
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"We can go back, if you really want to..."

Alex and Karl look at me suprised and confused. George looks up me also, confused.

"Look, I've known clay my whole life. He's so in love with George that he'd kill a person for him. I think... I think we should give he one more chance. Let him prove himself" I looked at Georges face looking for some sort of an reaction.

He looked suprised and then smiled.

"Yeah, let's do it." He said looking at me excited

The whole mood changed from tense and sad to happy and excited. We paid and then got in the car driving back to George and clays house. By the time we got there it was around 3 in the afternoon. George unlocked the door and we all went in.

Karl went to the kitchen to make hot cocoa while us three went to the living room.

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Karl's pov
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I went to the kitchen in George's house to make everyone hot cocoa but when I got in there I saw clay silently cleaning the dishes. He looked at me confused, then suprised. I was about to gasp but he quickly covered my mouth with his hand. It tasted like soap.

"What are you doing here?" He whispered

I pulled his hand off of my face and sighed at him annoyed.

"We just got back in town, we were going to wait for you to get back to talk" I whispered looked behind my back to make sure no one was there.

He grabbed me by the wrist and pulled me into a room where no one would see us talking. He lightly closed the door and locked it before turning back and looking me in the eyes.

"What did you guys want to talk about?" He asked raising an eyebrow at me.

"...he wants to give you another chance, a redo" I replied quitely looking down.

"...I- wait really?" He asked excitedly.

"Uh yeah, b-but nick and Alex talked about keeping a close eye on you a stuff.." I don't know why I was so panicked but I was.

He moved slightly closer to me.

"I don't really know though, I- I wasn't really wanting to confront you.." I said backing away a little.

He sighed.

"Karl? Where are you?" We both heard nick yell from the other room.

Both of us shot our eyes to the door. He seemed more panicked then confident. We looked back at each other, he hugged me and kissed me on the cheek before whispering 'thank you Karl' and pushing me out of the room and closing the door behind me.

Nick looked over at me confused.

"Why we're you in their broom closet?" He asked raising an eyebrow

"Uh I- thought it was the pantry?" I replied quickly thinking of an answer.

"Oh okay! Come on, we think clays gonna be back soon" he said checking the time on his phone.

We walked back to the living room and continued to talk. I wasn't listening to anyone though. 'Why I'm I helping clay? Why we even need to sit down and talk? Wouldn't a text work?' My train of thought was broken when I felt my phone vibrate.