20 (the end)

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TW's:
-mentions abuse and homophobia

The next weeks were better. Clays jaw healed quickly luckily, he could finally eat normally after days. He used to only eat smoothies, but he could chew again. He slept a lot and he sometimes moved downstairs to the couch. That was the only thing he had done for all these days. He was finally getting a lot better and today he even walked for a little.

Next to that, I never loved nights more than I did now. I always fell asleep in my boyfriends arms. Waking up alone was not even a thing anymore, I always woke up in Clays arms. I fell asleep in his arms and I woke up in his arms. Since I was way smaller I always got cuddled tightly against his body and it fitted perfectly.

I hadn't cut myself and Clay was extremely proud of me. I didn't want to hurt him. He was very proud of me and I was too. I didn't have the urge to cut anymore, Clay made me so incredibly happy. I had never actually felt happiness in such a long time. I was always scared to get bullied and I was insecure about who I was. Clay helped me a lot with it and I was less insecure. He made me feel worthy.

Peter had been quieter, he had been swearing, but nothing too bad. Clay hadn't been to school yet, but when he was going back we didn't want to hide our love anymore. We were in love and everyone was allowed to know. Our secret wasn't a secret anymore and I was glad.

'Georgie?' I heard Clay suddenly ask.

'Yes?'

We were laying down next to each other in bed. It was Saturday morning, so I didn't have school. We stayed in bed together for a while.

'Can you help me downstairs? You can shower first.'

I smiled. 'I will shower quickly and then we can cuddle again.'

He smiled and kissed my cheek. 'I would love too.'

Clays parents both ended up in jail. He was sometimes sad about it, but he was happy to basically live here now. We had some papers to finish, but if that was done, he lived here with us. Living with my boyfriend was a dream.

I stood up and quickly showered. When I was done I helped Clay sit up.

'What clothes do you want?'

He shrugged. I grabbed two shirts and showed them. 'Which one?'

'Left.'

I grabbed a pair of sweats and trousers and he pointed at the sweats. I pulled his shirt off and paused for a little.

'You're so beautiful.'

Clay smirked. 'Take a picture, it will last longer.'

'Shut up.'

I put on his new shirt and did the same with his sweats. I helped him stand up. He struggled a little, so he wrapped his arms around my shoulders. We slowly walked downstairs and my mum was already there.

'Hey boys, I made breakfast.'

'Thanks, mum,' I said.

Maybe one of the best parts was the stuttering. I felt so relaxed that the unthinkable happened. I didn't stutter anymore. I sometimes had a small stutter in public, but it was never as bad as it was before. Because I didn't stutter, school was way easier. People didn't laugh at me anymore. Peter always found a reason to bully, but I had Clay and I wasn't scared anymore. The class was informed about Clays state and his parents and since then Peter was more silence. He startled really bad about it.

Meanwhile, I laid down next to Clay, hugging myself to the side of his body. As soon as my mum didn't look, I started kissing him. I heard my mum turn around and she giggled.

'Boys, it's only 9 am.'

We broke apart and I blushed. 'I can't help it.'

She started laughing and walked away. 'Go ahead.'

I took the opportunity and started kissing Clay again. He sat up a little and I sat down on his lap. The kiss lasted minutes and we both didn't want it to end, but we still did. I kept sitting on his lap and smiled brightly. He blushed and kissed my cheeks.

'I love you, Clay. Everyone is allowed to know, everyone may now the secret now.'

'Agreed, but I love you more.'

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