Impossible love (dreamxgeorgenotfound)

Chapter 13 - See you

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Warning for blood

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Breath in, and out. In, and out. This, Clay had done for the past hour. Heart pounding hard against his chest. He couldn't believe what just happened. What could possibly be worse than this? He almost got George. He knew that now, this wasn't George playing kind. He wanted it. Everything they did, he liked. But now everything's screwed. All because of Diana.

There he sat. On the livingroom sofa, not having moved a muscle. What was he going to do? If he told George, it wouldn't matter. Even if he'd believe him, Diana would notice and still have that picture of him. He should be the one doing his own facereveal, right? Not a pshyco bitch who's threatehing him. No way. Clay needed to win this fight. He needed to do this perfectly, and play his cards 100% right. And how to do so? He needed time to think.

His neck stung like hell, and he realised why when the chock and adrenaline calmed down a bit.

"Fuck.."

He moved his hand to the cut and jumped by the touch. He was bleeding quite a bit, again. The adrenaline made him not feel a thing. With his heart pounding so hard, the blood flooded like crazy. It was a deep cut. Not a small one, for sure.

How am I not dead already?

Should he show this to George or should he hide it? Clay has no idea what George thinks about him at the moment. Diana could have came up with such big lies, George had started to hate him. If he showed the cut and blamed it on Diana things could turn sour real fast. He sat up with a big sigh full of anxiety.

Should I leave without George knowing?

It wouldn't matter anyways, George wants him gone either way. So Clay carefully stood up on wobbly legs, holding in a scream of pain he felt coming from his neck. Quietly he sneaked to the bathroom, to find anything that could stop the bleeding. He started feeling real dizzy when he saw himself in the mirror. Those tired eyes, messy hair and bloody neck. Clay was sensitive with blood. How was he supposed to fix this? He suddenly felt his own legs betray him, becoming weaker and weaker by the second.

"Please.. not now" He begged. But begging nature doesn't help. He fell back against the cold wall, and slid down onto the floor.

If I dont get help now. I might die

His thoughts scared him to death. He couldn't let Diana win. Never.

"G..GEORGE! HELP!! M...ee" the last part came out as a whisper. Once again, he was alone on a cold floor bleeding out. Needing someone to save him. Needing George. The upfollowing silence was deafening to Clays ears. With his last strength. He screamed all he could.

"GEORGE PLEASE HELP ME!"

George woke up by Clays last scream. You wonder how he fell asleep so easily, right? Diana had control over George. Everything she said, became his reality. Because she got into his brain. Making him think being gay is wrong. Everytime she talks about it, George get reminded and turns his feelings off. He becomes a zombie, controlled by no one else than the devil. 3 years of manipulating does alot, let me tell you.

Clays scream for help woke George up, not only from sleeping but from the spell Diana had put on him. All his hate (that really didn't exist in the first place) for Clay, disappeared. His mind, was clear. Confused, he got out of bed and sneaked out the door. The light from the bathroom was shining like a spotlight on the living room couch. The couch was bloody.