Truth Comes Out⛅

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When we parted,we sat there for a long time trying to decide how to go about the situation.

"George, why dont we talk about this?"

He nodded his head slowly and sat criss cross on the bed in front of me.

"Alright now I want t- no. I need to know everything, so from the beginning......please?"

George breathed deeply.

"Everything?"

I nodded my head.

"Everything."

He rubbed the back of his neck and started.

"When I was thirteen, my dad left me....."

George's eyes began to show tears.

I held his hand in mine, giving him a gentle smile.

"He left me for some bloody posh woman!"

I could see the anger built up inside him, and now he was finally letting it out.

And I was proud of him for that.

"My mum had just died a year before.

I didnt know how he could just leave me when I needed him the most.

And it wasn't even that that killed me.

It was the thought of him getting over mum's passing so quickly.

It was as if he just threw her away.

She was just something that used to be with us, but now she was gone, and there was nothing he could do about it."

My eyes blurried, and my heart sank so deep I could no longer tell it was there.

How could someone do something so cruel to my Georgie?

"So, I went straight to Paul's, I told him what had happened and then stayed with him till I was old enough to have my own place."

George shook his head.

"And I never saw my dad again........until just the other day.

I was furious."

George laughed sarcastically.

"I asked him where he had been all these years.....and do you know what he said?"

I shook my head a tear trickling down my cheek.

George looked down at our hands, and a tear fell on the comforter just beside us.

"He said........watching me grow in my career.

I told him if he had really been watching it wouldn't have been behind a television screen.".

George bit his lip and more tears began to fall.

"He tried to tell me that he was sorry,but it was just part of being a man, I flipped my lid and couldnt take it anymore.

I cussed him out and told him to get stuffed as I walked away from him my blood boiling."

George's lip quivered and he threw himself backwards on the bed, covering his face with his hands.

"Claire I dont know what to do, I'm broken!"

He sobbed out, my heart shattered as I lay down beside him.

"George.....I'm so sorry."

I cuddled up next to him and began to kiss his cheek.

George laid there and cried like I had never seen him before.

I was so mad at that point I could chew nails.

His dad was a monster, who does that to their thirteen year old son?

It burned my insides to even think about it.

Suddenly George turned over and pulled me to his chest, laying his head in the crook of my neck.

"Fix me Claire, please, fix me."

I squeezed George tight as he cried into my neck.

"Shhhh, its okay. Its okay, its okay."

I cooed softly as I rubbed his back.

We stayed like this holding each other.

My heart broke into a million pieces that night, and I realized why George didn't want me meeting his dad.

He was protecting me from him.

George didnt want me getting hurt like he did.

Me and George fell asleep in each others arms that night, and I decided to myself I would be there for George no matter what happens.

Because he was my star and I was his ray of moonlight.
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