Who are you?

Chapter 15

We back bois
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George's POV

My jaw was on the floor. A jail break was staged with no obvious exit points. Port Phillip Prison was a maximum security containment centre and somehow still breached by 2 prisoners. Their identities weren't revealed as they couldn't be sure as to where they really were.

My immediate thought went to Will.
But 2 prisoners went missing. Did Will have an accomplice? I looked further into the article I found.
Alex didn't know I was still fixated on Will. As much as I hate to admit it, anytime I had alone I spent surfing Australian news sites.

Will is out there I reassured myself.
Will is out there, but with who?

The day stretched on, nothing exciting happened.  Alex came into my room offering to pick up some food. I handed him a 20 and he went off to the closest Chinese joint.

20 minutes later I was scrolling through my Twitter, reading heated arguments over some bloke supposedly fucking his cat.

Incoming FaceTime: Bathwater
"George," Alex heaved looking off into the distance of wherever he was. I recognised the mirror behind him. He's in the lift.
"There's two men in dark clothes kneeling in front of our apartment, I think they're breaking in."
"What?"
"George, hide. They have bats."
"Shit- yeah"
I grabbed my phone and closed my laptop, crawling under my bed.

"What if they find me?" I whispered, now panicking about our exposed consoles in the lounge.
"Just keep quiet, I'll wait outside and I'll tell you when they leave."
"Ok, call James,"
"Yeah"
Alex then hung up and I was left waiting for the intruders to make their way through.

It was so silent I could hear the door open and close with virtually no care.
"You sure this is the place?" He sounded young. Maybe my age.
No response came after so I guess the second one just nodded.

Shuffles came through the hall and I could hear them open Frasers old room. Currently vacant after he moved out. (I'm just putting this here because Fraser kinda disappeared, oops)

"Nothing here, mate" the young voice returned.
Still no response came.
"Take the end room, I'll check this one" He was outside my room.

His footsteps circled my bed. Sweat grew in droplets on my brow.
I could hear him open my laptop.
"What the fuck- he's reading about us?! Will, no offence but, who are these friends of yours?"
Will?!

I gasped but suddenly felt a wave of anxiety wash over me.
He knows.
Gold curls, similar to mine hit the linoleum on my floor as his eyes scan the underneath of my bed, soon making contact with my terrified ones.
"Woah! Will, come 'ere!"

"HELLO" He shouted to me,
"IM JOSH"
My breath hitched.

"Will, your mate is rude. He won't say hi back" Josh made a pouty face at me, his face going red from being upside down for so long.

Hes the accomplice. He's a prisoner. How are they here?

"Holy shit- George?" Will has now walked in and was lying on his side looking at me as well.

"Will." I spoke with the strongest voice I could muster, "Why are you here, I-"
"I'm here for you, mate. Why else?"
He was so calm.
When I last saw him he wasn't this, cheery?
"Get out from under there, y' look like a frightened puppy"
He put his hand out to me but I decided to leave from the other side despite the urge to hold him again.

My phone buzzed in my hand.

Bathwater: I'm calling the police, tell me if you're okay.

"Who's that then? You chattin' up a lass now?" Will and Josh corrected their positions, eyes still on me.
"It's Alex" I responded dryly.

Dwarf the rock georgeson: No, don't. But come in please. It's safe

"George, I'm so sorry for everything. I really am. But I came back to-"

"I'm fine." I cut him off, "I forgive you, alright? But I'm scared of it happening again. I think it's best you leave."

It hurt. My chest stung to heave out anything. I bit my lip, trying not to cry.

"Love, please. I can't do that. I'd rather die. Please don't leave me"
"Don't call me 'love'."
Will whimpered and I struggled against my urges.

"Right, listen here you angry leprechaun. Will loves the shit out of you. I don't know your history but he stole a fucking plane for you. I've know him for 3 days and the only thing he ever talked about was you. He spent hours describing how beautiful you are to him. He even-"

"Josh, stop," Will was now the one protesting, "you're just making him feel like shit and I promised him I wouldn't do that"

Will put his head down in defeat, "you're right George. It is what's best"

Josh shot a confused look at both of us.
"Will, I-"

"Will, get the fuck out of his room, and take George 2.0 with you." Alex was in the doorway, I guessed he was here the whole time.

Will apologise to Alex and grabbed Josh's black hoodie by the sleeve, "come on, Josh"

I stood still watching them leave. Josh stopped before my doorway and turned around to me again.
"You are making a mistake" he mouthed.

He was right. I needed Will. Will is my air. But how do I stop him now? I just told him to leave. I'm the biggest hypocrite in the world.
I took a deep breath and looked towards them.

"Will, wait."

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