Strangers. (DNF College AU)

Chapter 11: Van.

♡Clay pov♡

George was being sent back home today, and that worried me a lot.

I wish he would've just taken up the offer of the mental hospital and rehab. Karl told us he was already seeing withdrawal signs.

George signed all the paperwork, and we left the hospital. Low and behold, Owen was sitting right outside the door. I put my hand on George's waist to make him keep walking, but he stood still.

"George, come on." Karl urged.

"What fucking right do you think you have?" George asked Owen.

"Seeing my boyfriend when -"

"I'm not your fucking boyfriend." George cut him off.

"George, just stop. Let's go home." Karl said.

♡George pov♡

I was so angry that he showed up here.

"You never broke up with me. You just went off to college and tried to act like your life was perfect. Like you aren't just some fucked up druggie." Owen said, standing up.

"Because I needed an escape. I didn't want to see you. That doesn't mean we're still dating. Are you that immature?" I asked.

"Do your two new little friends here know why you're so fucked up in the head? Or have you not told them so you can seem slightly stable? Clearly, this was all for attention, right?" He asked.

Oh god. Don't say anything in front of Clay or Sap.

"Karl knows everything. Every single detail of what I did to you. Yknow, I actually thought about going for Karl after you two went off together. I mean, he's so innocent and easy to slap around. He doesn't know any different. Did you guys know that Karl's parents used to beat him?" Owen asked.

Shit. Clay and Sap don't know about this.

"Yep. They found out he was gay and then every single time, he made a mistake he'd come back to school covered in bruises. Nobody even questioned a thing because nobody cared. I should've kissed all those bruises." Owen stated.

The next thing I knew, I had slapped him hard across the face.

"Don't fucking talk about him like that!" I yelled.

"There you go again, George. Always wanting the spotlight. Why don't you let Karl have some for a bit?" He asked.

"Fuck you." I replied.

"Oh, but you don't like that, remember? You would always cry and beg to go home. You didn't even want to go home because guess what? Karl wasn't the only one being beat by his parents. Is that why you two ran away together?" He asker.

Why is he saying all this?

"I wouldn't be surprised if you've just been whoring around with other people since me. How many George? How many other guys?" He asked.

I couldn't even respond anymore. I feel frozen. I felt a gentle hand on my waist.

"Come on, George. Enough of this. He's just gonna make you more upset." Clay mumbled.

I could hear Karl crying and Sapnap trying to comfort him.

"Fuck you Owen." I muttered.

We all walked away from him.

♡Clay pov♡

Owen was terrifying. He was very tall and large built. Karl was in the passenger seat. I could still hear him crying quietly. He didn't want us to know some of that stuff yet. George was quiet, staring out the window.