Rain Fall / dnf

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Tw: panic attack, alcohol, glass breaking?, a bit of smut :)

"Woo!" Karl laughs, "sour," he says as he makes a face.

"Look at them, they look like animals," Emma says as she looks out the large windows, looking at the four boys in the big hot tub.

They wrestle each other and try to dunk one another under the water.

"How is Clay taking the video?" Karl asks.

I sigh and lean my back against the stove and look at them. They're both sitting on the counter chairs and drinks in their hands.

"Good." I say, "Well he's showing that he's okay but I know he's stressing about his whole YouTube thing."

"YouTube?" Emma asks.

"Oh— don't mention this please but he streams and stuff. His name is Dream."

"Oh! That's the tagged account— I was confused about who it was," Emma says, "oh god that poor thing. Both of you."

I shrug, "I just want him to talk to me. I know we're not dating but—"

"You guys aren't dating!?" Emma looks at me in shock, "Uhm you guys are totally dating there's no way you aren't?"

"Yeah no we aren't." I say quietly, "But I want to though..."

"Really? Even after Leo?..." Karl asks, "Does he know about all of that? And your... problems you had going on?..."

"It's fine Karl you don't have to beat around the bush, Emma's part of our group now," I say.

"It feels like I was just accepted into the mean girl's group," Emma jokes.

"Uhm actually we wear pink on Wednesdays," I say with a soft smile.

"Okay but George seriously," Karl says in a serious tone.

"He does know." I say as I look at Karl, "just obviously not in full detail.."

"Maybe you should tell him," Karl says, "I mean he might do something that triggers a memory that you won't want. And he won't understand.."

"You're right... I was gonna tell him more but he hasn't asked. Maybe when he does ask." I say, "But he knows about the fifteen-year-old's problems. Hell, I still smoke and he joins me sometimes."

"What!?" Emma says.

"I was a bad kid when I was younger." I start, "smoked, drank, other drugs. I stole and got arrested. On the third arrest, my parents sent me away. My dad's a dick and I'm terrified to see them because I haven't in three years."

Emma raises her eyebrows, "Oh shit George... I'm so sorry."

I giggle, "Don't be. Looking back on it I kinda laugh."

Karl smiles, "Well I'm glad you're able to talk about it now and not be angry."

"Oh, I still do," I say. "Not as often. I think the amount of times Punz has screamed at me for it has gotten in my head."

Emma scoffs, "I've heard."

"I think—"

All of a sudden my phone starts to ring from my pocket. I take it out and answer it, Karl and Emma start talking about school while I answer the call.

"Hello?" I say.

"George?" Charlie says.

"Charlie?"

"You're in Italy!?" She yells, "You're here!? Where are you I—"

"I'm at the house where are you guys?" I ask concerned.