"George"
His voice guided George out from the darkness that surronded his mind. He passed out, on the floor, watching what Diana did to Clay. The things she said, the things he made him do. Who the fuck was she? Why did she do this. What had George done wrong?
The floor laid cold against his cheek, as he opened his eyes he saw two feet on the other side of the door.
"Hello?.." Clay whispered almost unhearable. His voice was filled with worry.
"Y..yes" he whimpered back. George was weak, feeling like Diana just played with his heart all this time. He heard the door unlock, and it slowly slid open to reveal Clay on the other side. He had tears in his eyes.
"George.. what happened?" He said as he crouched down and hugged the smaller boy tightly, who was laying on the floor.
"I.. it hurt. W.. why would she do that?" He almost felt disgusted when Clay touched him, after he touched Diana like that. "George.. Im sorry to say this, but this is not the only thing she's done.. come here" Clay said softly but with hurt in his voice. He helped George up, and dragged him over to Diana even if he didn't want to see her.
Step five
Let George know the truth.
He positioned them both infront of the sick fuck laying tied up on the livingroom sofa. Diana wasn't ashamed at all, she looked at George with a grin. "Hey, Diana. Why dont you tell George what actually happened when George hit his head?" Clay said, staring into her eyes. Her grin was gone, eyes flickering to George and then back on the floor.
"What? What do you mean?" George said with confusion in his voice. He looked over to Diana with sad eyes. "Diana.. what does he mean?" Tears was pushing from behind his eyes once again. He felt so betrayed, unwanted and disgusted. What could possibly be worse than what she already had done?
Diana didn't answer, she looked away. Now ashamed, or was it just hard to admit that she's done wrong?
"She hit you George. You didn't fall, she hit you. She hurt you. This bitch almost fucking killed the person I love the most" he growled and turned to Diana. She tried to hop away from him but he grabbed her hair and pulled her closer, so she looked him right in his eyes. "Bitch, you aint getting away that easily" Clay was boiling in anger. He didn't even notice George slow-mo falling to the ground down on his ass. Tears was falling.
It was Georges pained sobs he tried to swallow that made Clay turn around to see George on the floor. It hurt.
George was crying. His everything, was crying. And the reason to that was sitting right infront of him. Clays head turned back to Diana. His eyes filled with anger met terrified ones. She was scared now, she had her fun. Now Clay would have his.
"P..please. Let me go, I will leave you alone. Please!" Diana begged. If Clay was in his normal state of mind, maybe that would've been enough. But the aggression had taken over him. He needed to protect and revenge George. "Listen here, piece of shit. You hurt George. You made him cry, and you made me fucking throw up on you. You stink, by the way"
"Let me go and I'll leave you!" Diana knew she lost this fight. Clay were terrifying when he stood there angry after he had just tied you up. But Clay wasn't having any of it. A sob from George made him snap, anger boiling over the edge. A hard slap was heard, echoing trough the whole room. Clay slapped her on the cheek, not too hard, not too loose. George looked up in chock, but he didn't stop Clay. He just silently watched as the act took place.
Dianas tears started flowing down her face. "Im sorry, George, I.. I" she was interrupted by a hand grabbing her hair. The hand lifted her up and threw her down violently on the floor. Clay got down on the floor, growling "quiet" in her ear.
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Impossible love (dreamxgeorgenotfound)
FanfictionGeorges 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.