To Protect

Chapter 14.

-GEORGE POV-

My face buried into my bed, sobs muffled by my pillow which was stained with disgusting snot from my runny nose and salty tears. I had heard the snap of a twig outside but just shrugged it off as the wind, continuing my moment. I missed him so much. I had racked my brain to try and figure out why he was doing this and had come up empty handed, with no solutions. I didn't understand. I wanted to fix him so badly but it was had to know how too.

Next thing, I was disturbed by a knock at the door, my sobs silenced as I listened tentatively. Letting out a sight, I thought it must have be Sapnap coming to check up on me after I told him to give me space. My arms swung the door open, looking down but it wasn't Sap's shoes I was peering down at. My eyes flickered upwards and landed on the very person I was just thinking about.

Before I could say anything, his hand clamped over my mouth and he pushed me into the house while shutting the door. My heartrate quickened. He was asking me not to scream out so I nodded hesitantly, he even said he wasn't going to hurt me but could I even trust him anymore? As if he was reading my mind, he told me to trust him and that he just wanted to talk to me before he left. I nodded more firmly this time and he released his grip. 

I so badly wanted to hug him and kiss him but I knew I couldn't so I shuffled to my bed, hoping he would come and sit next to me. After a few uncomfortable seconds he did. I stole quick glances of the person I loved and he seemed to do the same then before I knew it we were laughing together as if nothing had happened. The laughter died down and I felt my face warming as I blushed scarlet across my cheeks.

"George..." He called my name quietly to get my attention. Just him saying my name made me miss him even more so I flung myself at him, wrapping my arms around him as I felt him do the same. My head buried into his chest and took in the familiar scent of vanilla that followed wherever he went. I had missed him even more so than I told myself and I'd told myself it was a lot. It made me feel safe being in his arms and everything that had happened recently completely slipped my mind.

That was until he mentioned he needed to tell me something. I didn't want to ruin the moment so I only responded with a hum into his chest, my hands clasping onto his shirt in desperation to not lose his body heat. He wasn't satisfied with this and pulled me off him, sitting me back down on the bed. "I have to leave." My ears perked. A trip possibly? Away from everyone and alone?

"How long will you be gone?" I questioned him, hoping for him to turn around and say that it was 'we' not you.

"No, you don't understand, I have to really leave. I won't be coming back." His voice was uncertain and I definitely didn't get the response I wanted.

"And you want me to go with you? That's why you came?" I prodded further. He was silent for a few seconds.

"No. I wish I could take you with me but it's not possible." Anger boiled up inside of me and all the things he had done recently suddenly came back to me. I didn't want to be near him right now. He had done all of these awful things and for some reason the worst in my mind was that he was sat here telling me he was leaving me. He pulled his mask off, his hands going to rub at the bare skin below it. I took in the sight of his golden hair sweeping just below his eyebrows, the structure of his cheekbones and the way every aspect of his face fit perfectly in the space given. He was as beautiful as the last time I saw him. After admiring all of his features I quickly averted my attention to why he was here, remembering the anger I felt moments ago.

"So, you've come here to tell me you're running away like a scared little boy after you completely massacre Tubbo and you... Tommy..." My words trailed off and I noted the harshness in my tone but it didn't matter to me. I was definitely too irritated to care.