Bad Cop // Dreamnotfound

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George's pov

I never got to the party, I went home.

Eric, my boyfriend came home from the party at 1 am.

"Why didn't you come?" He asks as he steps into the bedroom, "i got caught up with something" I answer, "bullshit, everyone you knew was there" he answers annoyed and walks into the bathroom, I don't answer.

"So, who'd you have sex with?" He says from the bathroom, "what? No one" I answer, "oh come in george, you look like a guilty bitch, who'd you sleep with?" He asks, "no one" I answer.

Eric comes out of the bathroom and climbs in bed, I sit up and stare at the wall, "just fucking spit it out" he says, "I didn't sleep with anyone, I said that" I say, "you can't even admit it" he rolls his eyes, I sigh and get out of bed, walking downstairs, "where are you going?" Eric yells annoyed, "for a walk" I say, "god, you are such a slut" he laughs from upstairs, "what?" I answer, "you clearly had sex with someone" he says.

I walk straight out the front door.

the cold hitting my warm cheeks quickly, its snowing and im only wearing a hoodie and sweatpants, plus my shoes.

I walk down the street, my hands in my hoodie pocket, a tear leaves my eye, I wipe it away quickly, "it's cold you know" I hear clays voice, I look up at him, he has one of those takeaway coffee cups in his hand, "what are you doing here?" I ask, "my job?" He says, "ugh" I groan and turn to walk back home.

"What's up?" He asks, I so badly want to tell him to 'shut up' and that it's 'none of his buisness' but I can't.

I turn around and walk over to him, he leans against his car, "finally realized your boyfriends a dickhead?" He says, "your such a jerk" I say, "no, I'm honest" he says sipping from the cup, I lean against his car too and stare at the ground.

"What'd he do this time?" He asks, "nothing" I lie, "oh come on, your walking around in the middle of winter, crying" he says, "I wasn't crying, the cold air makes my eyes water" I whisper, he chuckles, "what?" I ask looking up at him, "dont bullshit me" he says, "asshole" I roll my eyes and hit the coffee out of his hand, it hits the ground and spills in the snow.

Making the snow a brown color now.

He sighs then moves to stand infront of me, "that was a pretty asshole move you know?" He says, stepping closer to me, I stare up at him, using the streetlight to study his face.

I go on my tippy toes and lean up to kiss him, he leans away, "you can't just hit my coffee out of my hand then expect me to kiss you" he says, "shut up" I say leaning up and pressing our lips together, he smirks into the kiss and places his hand right under my ass, his other hand on my waist.

I place my hand on his chest and my other on his neck, he leans away, he places his warm hand on my freezing  hand, pulling it away from his neck and pressing it to his chest.

Suddenly a voice on his walkie talkis says a code and a street name.

Clay seperates the kiss and listens.

Then pushes away from me, "get in" he says opening the front door of his police car, then he brings the walkie talkie closer to his mouth.

"I'll be right there" he says into it, I'm still standing against his car, "suit yourself" he says as he's about to shut the passenger side door, but I quickly get in and shut the door before he can.

When he gets in he starts the car and begins to drive, fast, over the speed limit.

His hand makes its way to my thigh and grips it tightly, "when we get there, I need you to get on the ground" I looks down to the ground were my foot are.

I nod, "your going over the speed limit" I say, "someone's going to die if I dont" he says turning a corner.

"What?" I say, "some drug dealer was caught" clay says, "oh, right" I say, I feel Clays eyes on me, "What'd he do?" Clay asks me, "who?" I ask, "your boyfriend" he sighs.

I think for a second.

Why am I even in clays car?

I'm so stupid

"He called me a slut" I say quietly, "well, to be fair, you did kiss me" he smirks, "are you calling me a slut too?" I say, "no, your definitely not a slut george, you just cannot accept the fact your boyfriends asshole, and I know you know it, you just can't admit it because your scared of him, your scared of being alone" he says.

I fell like a bullet just hit me in the chest.

Because he's right.