"Do you really have to go today?" Y/N asks Blake, looking at him with a frown on her face whilst covering her naked body with the duvet as they lay in bed together. Something obviously happened last night and if you're innocent, this book is not for you.
"Unfortunately, we have to go. My mum's been calling non-stop yesterday, because I didn't go home like I said." Blake sighs and pulls Y/N closer, not wanting to let her go, because God knows when they'll see each other again.
"Why didn't you go home?" Y/N asks.
"I really wanted to see you, babe." Blake admits. Hey, you can't blame the lad for loving someone. You'd do crazy shit for people you love.
"I'm glad you came to see me, then. I missed you." Y/N smiles and pecks his lips.
Blake grins and says, "I'm glad too."
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The four are now at the train station where they're parting ways. Blake and George are going back to Birmingham and Y/N and Brad are on their way to their next destination, even though they haven't thought about it yet.
"Call me when you get home, okay?" Y/N asks Blake and he just nods in response; too sad to talk. Y/N smiles a bit before sharing a kiss with Blake until it's a full blown make out session in public.
Brad turns to George and asks, "Are they always like this?" It was a very uncomfortable sight to see and it made George and Brad feel awkward just standing there.
"Yeah. You'll eventually get used to it. Reece and I are used to it and very sick of it. Take note, they're only best friends. What more if they're actually dating?! Heaven forbid anything else would happen in public." George sighs.
"Yikes." Brad mutters under his breath. "Um, George? Can you do me a favor?"
"Sure. What is it?"
"Can you... look after my family for me? Please? Visit them occasionally and check in on them?" Brad shyly asks.
"Of course. I'll do that for you." George smiles. St. George is back at it again.
"Thank you!" Brad smiles, grateful for George. "If they ask about how we met, tell them you worked at the mansion too as a gardener."
"But what if they ask why I'm showing up and not you?" George asks.
Brad thinks and says, "Tell them you got fired and that you visit me at the mansion whenever you can."
"Alright." George shrugs.
"Tell them I sent you, okay?" Brad adds as George just nods.
"I, uh, put the things I bought for them in a bag. So, please give it to them when you see them, okay?" Brad requests before handing the bag to George who, again, just nodded.
"Tell them I miss them a lot." Brad tells George.
"Noted." George replies. "Why don't you tell them yourself?"
"I just," Brad sighs before continuing, "I just got used to not calling or contacting them, I guess. I guess you could say that I'm cold-hearted, but I have my reasons."
George just nods, signalling Brad to continue.
"There's no denying the fact that I was cold towards them and I didn't do it on purpose. I did it, because I needed to be cold; I chose to be cold. I had to be, especially when my mum got sick and my family needed the money. I left everything behind to work for my uncle so that I could provide for them. If you ask me, I didn't want any of that. But, I love my family so much that I had to do it for my family's future. We didn't know where to get money to pay for my mum's treatments, my dad isn't earning enough from cleaning houses, and the money that my sister earns at the bar still couldn't suffice. So I made the decision to stay with my uncle despite the desire to go home and be with my mum until her last breath. Even though I missed them so much, I controlled myself and made sacrifices because I needed to. I stayed with my uncle for six years straight, not even going home for the holidays because I needed to, George." at this point, Brad is already crying; not being able to bottle up his emotions anymore and George just listens and lets him pour out everything. This made George cry too.
Brad continues, "But just because I'm cold, doesn't mean that I don't have feelings and it hurts when people tell me that I'm so cold and that I don't even miss my family and that I don't even make an effort to see them. It hurts a lot, because I'm doing the best I can to support my family and they tell me this bullshit?"
"They don't understand. I wish those people could see the fact that I don't spend the money I earn, just so I could send my family a large amount of money. I wish they could see that I've spent six years of my life enduring the pain of sleeping alone every night whilst I yearn for the embrace of my loved ones. I wish they could think, even just a bit, how much it hurt me to take care of my uncle meanwhile, my mum's battling cancer and I'm not there to take care of her. Do you know how much that hurts, George? Do you? I'm tired, George. I'm so tired." Brad finishes. Both George and Brad are now crying and George pulls Brad into a hug to make him feel a bit better.
"G, we have to leave now." Blake says to George sympathetically, not wanting to leave Brad in this state either. The two pulls away from the hug and they wipe away their tears.
"If you need anything, just call me. You have my number on your phone, right?" George sniffs and Brad nods, not trusting his voice to speak.
"Good. I'll be praying for you, Brad. God has bigger and better plans for you. I know it. Don't give up." George smiles at him before grabbing his things and boarding the train.
"Brad? I'm sorry for judging you. You've been through so much and it wasn't very nice of me to judge. I just want you to know that I'm also here if you need anything, even financial help. You don't even have to pay me back. You're such a hard worker. You're a good guy, alright? Don't let people tell you otherwise." Blake says and pulls Brad in for a hug. They hug each other for awhile before Blake pulls away and grabs his things.
"Take care of Y/N for me? She's a bit reckless. In return, I'll help George take care of your family too. Most of all, take care of yourself because your family needs you and you'll see each other again very soon." Blake smiles at Brad before joining George in the train on the journey back home.
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A/N: oof double update
y'all are spoiled because of me
I planned to publish this tomorrow but I couldn't wait so here sdjfsjhjhs
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