TRIGGER WARNING! This chapter contains a panic attack at the very beginning. I have put a 'start here' and 'skip to here' along with some '⚠️⚠️⚠️' to make it stand out.
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Long chapter.
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Enjoy. Love ya <3 ~ Owl
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-George's POV-
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He throws me aside with little care, my jaw the first thing to collide with the floor. Blood splatters the white tiles, staining them pink. Maybe it's not pink, I don't know.
"Shame you can't be normal." Charlie stands over me, laughing as I try to stand.
My head is swirling, and I can't see straight. It's not the impact itself, it's the damage done afterwards. The already small walls close in further, suffocating me. I'm stuck here with Charlie. I'm stuck.
Please please please!
I instinctively throw my hand up to cover my face, feeling the blood coat my hand. Charlie moves towards me, so I kick him away. He's yelling, and I can't tell what. But it'll only get worse. He's only going to hurt me more.
Go away. Go away. Go away.
Leave me alone.
"Please go away" I beg, scrunching my eyes shut and curling my legs into my chest. More yelling. Head spinning, can't see straight.
The bathrooms are a blur, the tiles turning pink with my blood. I scrunch my eyes closed tighter, but it's still there. He's still there, I can hear his footsteps. He's not saying a word, and the silence is so much worse.
Please don't hurt me.
Leave me alone.
Go away.
I can't do this again.
No no no no no.
"Please don't hurt me Charlie!" I beg, pulling my knees closer into my chest. Pure silence, until a confused voice pierced it.
"George, who's Charlie?"
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I force my eyes open, realising I'm not in the bathrooms. My face is definitely still bleeding, but I'm in a bedroom. On the floor, curled up into a ball.
The person stood before me isn't Charlie, it's Clay. His green eyes are wide, a look of horror on his face. Upon realising I've stopped yelling, he crouched beside me. Instinctively I shuffle away, backing up against the bed. He asks the same question again, this time quieter.
"George, who's Charlie?"
His tone isn't angry. It's sad, regretful. He seems to have realised he's done something wrong. Clay doesn't move any closer, but sits on the floor where I moved away from moments before. He extends a hand towards me, reaching for my own.
"C-can I?" he mumbles, regret in his eyes. He knows he's done something wrong, he just doesn't know what. I sigh, looking at his hand with a distant gaze before forcing myself to nod.
Cautiously he moves a little closer, taking one of my hands in his. He caresses the back of my hand with his thumb, slow and gentle motions. After I calm down a little more, he does the same with the other hand.
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