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Clays pov

I hear familiar banging on the door as george kisses my neck, still on my lap, he pulls away quickly and looks at me, I wait to hear the banging again.

It happens, this time making george flinch, "is that your dad?" He whispers, I don't answer, I stand and carry george to his room, he lowers his legs to the ground, "lock the door" I say pulling away, "no, clay, don't leave" he answers holding onto me.

I look at him, tears forming in his eyes, I push his arms off me and shut the door, "lock it george" I say, I hear a small sob then the door locks.

"It's gonna be ok" I whispers then walk away, then I push on the door, holding it closed, but there's not one of them outside, there's more, the door is forced open and my dad and one of his asshole friends step in.

"Where is my daughter clay?" He says holding a gun to my head, "she's not here" I answer, "bullshit" he shouts, "she's not here-"

"I'll fucking kill you clay, I'll pull the trigger" he says, I pray to god that drista doesn't come home now from wherever she is.

"Do it then" I say, "kill me, kill your son, the person your supposed to love but you dont, why? Why don't you love me like a father should?" I say, a tear leaving my eye.

"Your a fucking cry baby, I didn't ask for you" my dad answers, "I hate you" I say, "pardon?" My dad answers, "I HATE YOU" I shout, the gun goes off, but I don't fall to the ground because when I look back at my father he's crying and the gun is on the ground.

"I didn't ask for you, I wish you were dead but your fucking mother would listen to me" he sobs and punch me in the face, "I didn't ask for a shitty father" I whisper, that's when his friend comes in and they both beat the shit out of me.

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I wake up in the hospital, george sitting on a chair and nick on the other, nick looks exhausted and george looks even worse.

"He's awake" nick says, george looks up from the ground, "I'll get the nurses" nick says standing and walking out of the room.

George takes my hand in his and squeezes it, "how long have a been asleep?" I ask, "6 hours" he answers standing and leaning down, kissing my head, he doesn't pull away, "I thought you were going to die" he whispers then breaks down in tears, I move my arm and wrap it around his waist, he places his hand on my cheat and leans his forehead against mine.

"I'm here" I whisper, wiping his tears with my thumbs, my other arm is wrapped in a bandage.

He kisses my lips softly then pulls away as the nurses come in the room, karl brings george away from me and hugs him as 2 nurses begin to talks to me, asking me if I'm in pain.

But all I can focus on is how how hurt george looks.

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