Howdy Cowboy. ★ DNF FIC

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(You pick this time)

3rd Person POV

Waking up to a blissful morning, George was feeling happier than ever. His life was really changing for the better. The brit skipped over to his bathroom, filling the brush with paste and looking up at his stunning morning reflection..

"WHAT THE— "
The toothbrush falls from his mouth as the boy stares at his neck through the mirror, oh dear..

"that little— leach!" George pray's to god he has a collared shirt that would hide Clay's..Love bite.

The boy scrambles over to his closet looking high and low for anything that could help him. It was Thursday, Laundry day. It's Laundry day for the Davidson's because the rodeos were always on Friday's so Phil would make sure all their clothes were clean and ready for tomorrow.

The rodeo!! George was in deeper shit if he can't hide it. This particular love bite was right below George's jaw, the brit would have to look like Count Dracula to cover that up..

"Think think think." George knew one thing that could help him right now, he ran over to his desk drawers and flew the top drawer open.
There lays his lord and savior, a box of bandaids.
George placed it on Clay's leach mark and ran back to the bathroom, looking to see if he covered it good. It'll do for now.. George thought.

*knock knock knock*

Three knocks, it was Phil. honestly one knock would let George know it's his uncle, but Phil thinks his sons knock.

"George? breakfast is ready!"

"Coming!" George wishes no one asked any questions, as he treks down the stairs, he think of every scenario and how he can smoothly play it out.

His family was sitting round the table, George said his 'mornings' as he took his rightful place next to Nash, the love bite was on the other side of Nash so George was clear from him, Yet Nash wasn't the one George was afraid of.. The bloke George was scared of, was the one who could perfectly see the bandage.

"What going on with your neck Gog?" Tommy questioned. George choked on his pancakes, slowly gazing at Tommy, his mind was running faster than his mouth.

"Nothing." George murmured.

"If it was Nothing there wouldn't be a patch on it idiot." Tommy interrogates. Now Nashton was curious and moved George's head to the side to see, George tried to shoo him away but now both brother were invested in what was on their cousins neck.

"Come on George what is it?"

"No harm in showing."

"Just a little peak!!"

"Boys! enough. because of your pestering..out early."
Phil scolded, both boys argued but their father shooed them out to the barn to get started on the daily chores.

George sighed, slumping into his seat.
"Thanks Phil.."

The old man smiled
"Of course George. Now my boys might have a few loose screws in the head, but not your uncle. it's clear as day what that is and who did it, i've been in your place before with your aunt." He laughs. George shrinks into the chair, roses cheeks.

"I suggest giving Niki a call, Her make up comes in real handy!" That's the last George heard of his uncle for today, as he went off to..wherever he goes.

George sighed as he pulls his phone out, This is so embarrassing..George thought to himself as he pulled up Niki's contact.

Ringing...

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