George had wrapped his arm around Clays side while he was sleeping. "Cla-Clay..." George says as his voice stutters. "Why is your arm around me George??" Clay says as a slight smile rises on his face.

"Your re-really warm Cl-Clay..." George says still oblivious to what he's saying. "Oh...umm...yeah...thanks?" Clay says as he gently goes to remove Georges arm.

"Mmmm Clay..." George says in a slight moan. "Okay that's it I'm going to the living room." Clay says as he takes the covers off himself. "Clay you dick come back..." George says as he slowly gets up. "Dude I don't want you cuddling with me." Clay says as he looks at George with a disgusted look.

"Cuddling?? What do you mean. Wait were you in the same bed as me..." George says as he starts realizing what happened. "Yes George. You told me to lay with you then you started cuddling with me. I don't want that I'm sorry." Clay says as he goes to sleep in the living room.

"Wait wait Clay...I didn't mean too. At night I do things I normally wouldn't do. I'm sorry. Wait why would you even think I'd want to cuddle with you??" George says as he fully awakens. "I...I don't know I just thought I guess. You go back to bed and I'll go sleep on the couch." Clay says staring at George questioning the night.

"Clay...? You staring again." George says as he watches Clays eyes look at his body. "CLAY! STOP LOOKING YOUR BEING A FUCKING CREEP!" George says trying to get Clays attention. "W-Wha-What...? Oh...oh shit I'm so sorry I zoned out." Clay says taking one last glance at Georges body and looking away.

"Goodnight Clay." George says as he lays back down and closes his eyes. Clay nods his head as he lays his lays down on the couch and closes his eyes.

The night closes in as George and Clay settle into there spots and fall asleep.

George sits up as he feels a tug on his shirt.

"Hello...?"

"Good morning Cla-" George was cut off...with something he never expected to happen. Clay's lips had slowly connected to Georges lips. The kiss was passionate but simple. George felt safe. At home. All his doubts and feelings towards Clay had stopped at the current moment. There lips collided so perfectly together. They moved in such sync.

Clay gives a small little bite on Georges bottom lip. George startles but doesn't let the kiss stop. It was a little painful...but felt good? Soon a dark shadow crept over George. "C-Clay...???" Clay was gone. "Where am I..." Clouds where above him, grey and white. The grey clouds start to overflow the white clouds as the world around him sinks into a dark pain.

"OH GEORGIE!!"

"H-Hello...?" George turns around in circles until he sees two large eyes staring at him from the clouds. "W-What the fuck..." George starts to back up in a attempt to get away from the figure. The figure starts to get smaller but not smaller then George. "C-Clay...?" The figure was Clay. Well...he looked quite different. "Wha-what's wrong with your face...?" Clays face was ripped and bleeding.

Your worthless

You don't matter

Just do it Georgie

Who's gonna care

Nobody

Nobody Georgie

"No...Clay...no th-that's not true."

"JUST TRY IT YOURSELF THEN GEORGIE"

The ground around George starts to slowly fall apart until he is standing on a rock barely big enough for him to stand on. "Just jump Georgie. It will all be gone. The pain. The feelings. DO IT GEORGIE!"

"I...fuck..." George looks down but he sees nothing. The drop goes down farther then his vison can see.

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"Bye bye Georgie."

George gets pushed off the cliff. He slowly falls down the cliff as his legs and arms loose the figure they originally had. They fall like a ragdoll. The wind picks up the farther he falls. Before he knows it he sees the floor.

"AUGH" George yells as he jumps out of bed. "W-was it a dream...?" George starts to shake as tears flow down his face. The dream he had was really fucking with him.

"CLAY WAKE UP PLEASE WAKE UP I'M BEGGING YOU!!" George screams at Clay as he shakes him aggressively. "Wh-What the fuck do you need George...Wait why are you crying so hard." Clay says with his eyes barely opening.

"Can I come lay out here with you...? Or can you come in my room...I had a really bad nightmare and need someone by me. Please..." George starts to tremble. "Oh...um yeah sure I guess...you doing alright? As Clay shows off a truly worried tone.

George doesn't reply to the comment as he goes back into the room and lays in bed. Clay follows as he tucks George under the covers as he smiles watching George lay there. "Goodnight Clay."

"Goodnight George...if you need anything I'm right here."

"W-Why do you care. You literally spread that l-lie about me and have treated me like shit"

"You have no idea what being treated like shit feels like..." Clay whispers under his breathe not able to be heard from George.

"It wasn't me."

"W-What..." George says as he sits up.

"George aren't you tired? Please get some rest. We both need it.

"No Clay. Your not just going to tell me it wasn't you then not explain to me."

"FINE GEORGE IF YOU JUST NEED TO FUCKING KNOW! MY MOM WAS THE ONE WHO HIT YOU OKAY?? SHE WAS THE ONE WHO BROKE YOUR ARM! SHE HATES YOU. FOR NO APPARENT REASON GEORGE! SHE CALLS YOU GAY AND SHES HOMOPHOBIC AS FUCK! SHE DOESN'T WANT ME FALLING FOR YOU WHICH SHE OBVIOUSLY HAS FAILED TO DO OKAY?!?! SHE FUCKING ABUSED ME MY ENTIRE DAMN LIFE! OH JUST IF I COULD REMEMBER ALL THE BRUISES I'VE GOTTEN FROM HER. OH AND TO NOT FORGET ABOUT MY DADS DEATH. MMM YEAH SHE REALLY FUCKING KEPT THAT ONE IN MY HEAD. HEARING THE SCREAMS AND CRYS! THE GLASS AND CHINA BREAKING EVERYWHERE! WATCHING PATCHES RUN TO ME FUCKING TREMBLING. I WAS 7! 7 GEORGE. FUCKING 7. DO YOU JUST NOT UNDERSTAND?!? SO PLEASE GEORGE! SAY YOU REALLY KNOW WHAT BEING TREATED LIKE SHIT FEELS LIKE!"

Just like that. Clay snapped. He didn't mean too of course but it just happened.

Silence filled the room for a good 2 minutes until George finally spoke up. "Cl-Clay...I-I don't know what to say right now...I had no idea. I'm really really sorry Clay..." Georges expression on his face dims down. Far down.

"Fuck...George...I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to snap like that..." Clay says realizing what he just said to George.

George heard everything Clay had said. So loud and clear. The falling for him part hadn't seemed to hit him. Yet.

"Can we just forget about what I just told you and head to bed? I'm really tired. Clay says before he yawns. "Yes, but just know I will remember what you said in the morning. I'm always here to for you to talk too if you need it." George says as he starts to yawn as well.

"George why are you being so nice?" Clay says confused at George. "You know Clay...I could ask you the exact same thing. Just know this. When I wake up I won't be this nice. I only act like this at night because my body just try's to relax I guess and I can't control it." George says as he starts to close his eyes.

"Wait George before you sleep...you never told me what your nightmare was about...can I know?"

"I...yeah I don't remember..." George was obviously lying but Clay couldn't tell.

Just like that both of them fall into a deep sleep for the second time that night.