Impossible love (dreamxgeorgenotfound)

Chapter 11 - broken

Sorry bout the sadness in this story. But I think that is what keeps it going too. And I might have a slight bit dark mind aswell, lol.

Attention! This contains SMUUUT. Do not read if you're not into that stuff.

Enjoy✨

Clay woke up 7pm. All the time he was asleep, George was waiting next to him. He had all his attention directed to Clay and his well being.
Clay was quite confused, because he started to sober up. And his wrist hurt like hell, more than earlier this day. He opened his cute green eyes, and blinked a few times while sitting up.

"Ah.h..ahh, George? Whats going on?" He asked with his sleepy voice. Clays gaze moved from Georges face to his own wrist, to see what caused the pain. He got a surprised look on his face when he did just that

"Clay... I needed to see.." George whispered, fighting to keep his tears from running down his face.
"I've been so worried, that you wouldn't wake up.." He sobbed. The tears didn't want to be held in anymore, they started running how much they wanted. And that was ALOT. Clay somehow felt betrayed, that George looked at it while he was sleeping. But he understood, George deserved to know.
"Im sorry.. George" Clay sighed. He realised he would be needing to explain everything, and that was going to be a hard task. Because till now he had tried to forget it, to not think about it at all. He tried to act normal, to ignore the pain he felt all the time. But now he needed to think about it, a lot.
"W..w.why, why d.did you do that?" George was so hurt, you could hear the pain in his voice.

Should I tell him I love him? I mean, he probably knows. We KISSED. But he might also think it was because I was drunk.

It would be too much to handle for George to tell him everything now, so Clay decided to wait. He didn't even know how to explain this. He tried to kill himself, because George was in a coma and on top of that had a girlfriend. It hurt so fucking bad.
"Ah, I dont know what to say really.." Clay said slowly. "Clay, you need to tell me something y'know?" George had stopped crying. He felt empty and cold inside. He had never thought that Clay would ever even think about doing such a thing. It was so hard to just let it sink in. Has reality always been this painful?

"Errh, I guess I realised that you're the only one there for me when I need it. S.so when you were gone I was so... alone. All the time" He held the part where he felt broken about him being with Diana in though. Too much, yeah.

"But... Clay.. I wasn't gone" George didn't know what to say or do. He had never seen his friend so devestated before.

The room was filled with silence. It was painful to think about it, even though George was sitting right in front of him. He was there, not gone. But the past cant be changed. "How was I.. supposed to know that" Clay couldn't hold the tears anymore, and started crying. Again. George rushed over to the bed and hugged Clay tightly.

"Im so sorry that you needed to even think about.. ending it. I love you, Clay" the words flew out Georges mouth. He didn't plan to say it, but he did. As the words filled the room, he felt the guilt come back stabbing in his gut.

Fuck..., Diana.

Those words made Clay jump. The words he had wanted to hear forever, he finally heard. "love you too, George" Clay said with tears running down his rosen red cheeks.

More than you could ever imagine

He felt so weak showing his soft side to George. He really needed a distraction from his dark thoughts, if just for a moment.
"George.. I could use some more vodka" Clay said innocently with his puppy eyes and cutest smile. "You sure about that? You had alot already and you need to rest" George giggled. Clays cute face made it hard not to.
"Aaah old man, dont be a pUsSy" Clay teased the little boy. "God you're so annoying, alright. But dont try anything again okay" George said seriosly. Ofcourse he wanted to do some things again, but if the guilt was back for him it was for a reason. "What is that supposed to mean?" Clay wheezed. But in reality he got a bit hurt.