Georges girlfriend turns out to be scarier than we all thought. What will she do next?
This will be a quite depressing story, but still romantic and sexual?
Contains smut and alcohol.
Time had passed. Clay sat in the same hospital bed, just like any other recent day. But this one was different. He was getting out, today. In 4 hours, more exactly.
The sun was shining in through the blinds in the window, it warmed clay up in his body, and his heart. The sun never failed to make you a bit happier, so beautiful and soothing. Just like George. The thought of George made his heart jump, for different reasons.
One reason is, he really miss him. He wished they could be together all the damn time. He wished Diana fucked off, and never came back. Another reason is, George makes him happy. Really damn happy. His smile warms up the whole room he's in. His fluffy hair just shines in a way Clay has never seen before. And another reason is.. it hurts Clays heart, every day that goes on not being able to tell George that Diana was the one who put him in a coma.
He doesn't have a single clue, and it hurts. Even though now he knows, she's a psycho. It will still hurt him. Deep inside him, it will hurt. The deep feeling of betrayal will ofcourse come to burry itself deep down in his gut. And George doesn't deserve that.
He picked up his phone, after doing the morning stretch ofcourse. Clock 10:00 am. He was leaving in around 2pm, after doing the last check ups and getting some breakfeast.
He moved to twitter to see if anything new or exiting was happening. A tweet from George instantly catched his attention.
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For any persons eye, this isn't anything special. But why this catched Clays attention is, this clearly is George sending a hidden message. To Clay. He's starting to worry, about how long Clay will make George pretend like everything's fine with Diana. George cant keep pretending anymore. Diana will notice, sooner or later.
Clay sat up, like in chock. He needed to tell George he was getting out today, but how? How, without Diana noticing. Clay doesn't know when she's home or not. He doesn't know anything right now.
He decided to call George, but not with his own phone. He sneaked out of bed, and started moving towards the door. The floor was cold against his bare feet, giving him shivers. Clay slowly opened the door, just a bit. He looked out, after any person really. He saw a nurse a bit further away in the hallway.
"Hello!"
The nurse moved her head towards the boy standing in the door opening in his ugly hospital clothes, with confusion in her eyes.
"Yes, do you need anything?" She replied, with a smile.
"Can Iborrow a phone?" He asked with the cutest voice. He wanted her to feel empathy. He really needed this phone. She started to flicker with her gaze up and down, not really wanting to tell she cant do that. Just when she was going to answer, probably an answer Clay didn't want.
"Please.. I really need this.." his voice cracked. He didn't even realise that a lump in his throat had settled. He felt tears pushing from behind his eyes. The panic he felt, it worried him. If only thinking about not being able to talk to George, how the fuck would he be able to scare Diana off?
She closed her mouth again, looked around and sneaked her way over to Clay.
"Make it quick, please"
"Yes ofcourse"
She handed her phone, and Clay accepted it thankfully. He took a step back into his room and closed the door. With wobbly fingers he clicked in Georges number. Digit after digit, he felt the panic come closer and closer. The lump in his throat growing bigger, sweat getting ready to run. But he needed to be strong, for George. Dont let him think that Clay's weak. He needs to be confident, to make this go right.
Step two
Contact George at the perfect time, without Diana noticing. He clicked the call button with shaky fingers. It didn't take long till someone on the other end picked up.
"Hello?"
It was George. Clay sighed in relief. Only hearing Georges voice made him calm down a bit, he made him so soft. (But not down there ;) )
"H..hello... G..George"
CLAY CONFIDENT GODDAMNIT
"Are you alone?"
It took a moment. Probably because George looked around, in nervosity.
"Yes... Clay. I.. I've been so worried" Clay felt the weight George had in his heart light up a slight bit.
"I know.. But I needed to be sure that Diana thinks Im gone, and heal" Clay noticed himself smiling, Georges voice was like music to his ears. Finally being sure George still believes him, and not Dianas lies.
"She's gone for work, what's your plan?"
"Im getting out today, we need to plan when to meet. And how to do this"
"Yeah, but I dont have time at the moment, she'll be back for lunch any moment" The boys sat in silence, both thinking about how to do this without her noticing. "Maybe you could say you're going to record a video, and we'll chat on discord? Bet she doesn't even know what that is" Clay said with a small laugh escaping his mouth.
"I guess.. lets try it, see you later"
Clay couldn't help to feel sad when George said it so emotionless. He could hear how unsure George was. He wasn't really covinced by Clay's plan, even though he hadn't even heard it yet. What were they going to do, really. Kill her?
But Clay was convinced. He believed in himself, he felt like it was his responsibility to help George away from this. Clay was going to do everything it took to give George the world he deserved.
A knock on the door snapped him out of his thoughts.
Shit, the fucking nurse
He ran to the door, and opened it as fast as he could. "Im so sorry, I totally spaced out and lost track of time" he apologized as he handed the nurse her phone back. "Its okay dear, anything bothering you?" She replied politely, probably feeling how tense the air got when Clay stressfully opened the door.
"It's okay, thank you"
It was everything else than okay.
"When will they have the last checkup on me?"
"Soon I assume, get back into bed to rest and they'll come" her smile made the air go back to normal, warm and sweet. Like the sun shining up every corner that's filled with cold shadows.
"Okay, take care" Clay replied with a matching smile. He went back inside, closing the door behind him.
Soon he thought. Soon he would be able to talk to George.
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—————————————-<3———————————— Im really sorry about the updating, I really am trying my best to update more.
And guys.. a person gave me this crazy idea, should I go full bdsm on the last chapter LIKE SHOULD I FR lol Im so tempted.
