George's pov
I wake up the the sound of banging.
There's no one in bed with me anymore, I quickly get up and walk out to see three holes in the wall and clay sitting on the couch with his head in his hands and his sister hugging.
"I don't wanna hurt him" he whispers the his sister, "you won't clay" his sister answers, "but I will, I hurt him last night, he heard us yesterday, I hurt him then and I'm hurting him now" clay sobs and leans into his sisters embrace.
"You just have to try, your not trying clay, you walked out on him yesterday and hurt him because you didn't try to stay" his sister says.
"Just focus on him, not your head, if ou love him, don't let yourself walk out" drista says.
She looks over at me, "come here" she whispers to me, I walk over to them, drista stands and motions to me to take her place, I do, clay looks up at me.
I wipe his tears with my thumbs, "george" he whispers sitting up, "clay" I whisper, I watch us he trys to pull himself together but can't.
He wraps his arms around me and I hug him, running my hand through his hair, "it's ok" I whisper, a tear leaving my eye.
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Now we sit outside, me on clays lap as we both take turns smoking from a cigarette.
"What'd she do?" I whisper, he lets out a shaky breath, "I got her pregnant then she killed herself and that baby, and it was my fault" he says, "it wasn't your fault, you can't blame ourself for what she did" I whisper, he doesn't answer.
"Clay it wasn't your fault" I whisper looking up at him, he looks at me but doesn't say anything.
"It wasn't your fault" I say again and cup his cheeks, "I know" he says quietly, "do you though?" I say, a tear leaves his eyes, "say it" I whisper, "it wasn't my fault" he whispers,I lean in and press our foreheads together, he shuts his eyes.
"You know we've never properly kissed yet?" I say, he nods, opening his eyes and looking down at my lips, i press our lips together in the passionate kiss.
He places his hands on my waist, squeezing it it.
