Clay's fingers are slick with a thick dark liquid and his gun is missing from its holster. "George." He whispers, knife falling to the ground. "Get away from me." George sobs as he presses his back against the wall. "I'm sorry." Clay says softly, and grips George's collar with a white knuckled grip. ----------- NOT MY WORK!!! This is by 'purplesunsets' on Ao3 I put an Ao3 fic on here because lots of people don't know how to use it (me lol) or know about it :) COVER ART BY 'kornflaeke' ON TWITTER

DISCONTINUED (for now) -x- George thought it was hard enough. Constant pain and agony tearing him a part. His only two friends to hold him up by his last strings. At one moment, he thought it was over, but that was only a start to a brand new relationship and a whole lot of trouble. Will George avoid his death trap? Or will he walk right in? -x- Reads before rewrite: 30- omg! 🤭 47- 🤩😊YeSSS! I got more VeiWsSSSz!! 74- 😁💗You guys are the reason I keep writing. 109- tysm!!!😱❤🧡💛 131- HOWWW?? 💙💜💚💙💜 241- My eyes hurt. 🥸 277- how did this happen over night?!!!! Y'all are amazing. 332- MY EYES 👀

George was invited to a big party with his friends. He was driving there by himself at night. What's the worst that can happen..? Right? Keep reading to find out. ================================================ ⚠️ - no smut <:( ⚠️ - angst ⚠️- foul language ⚠️- abuse ⚠️- guns ⚠️- threats ⚠️ - Suicidal thoughts/suicide ⚠️- eating problems (Ed) Enjoy the book and read at your own risk! I love you so much and you are worth it! Drink water and eat some food you will make it through I promise <3