so american~
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George flinched slightly, shrugging a little. “Yeah. But it doesn’t matter, really. Don’t worry about little old me,” he said with a quiet, pitiful chuckle, glancing up at her.
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“Uh, no, actually I am gonna worry about you,” Sam said, frowning. “I mean, I don’t know what happened, but you seem upset and I want to make sure you’re okay.”
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“I mean, I’m not really, but there’s nothing you can do about it,” George said quietly, taking another sip of his water.
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“Well, what happened?” Sam asked softly, watching George drink his water. “Why was he yelling at you? I- I don’t think I’ve seen him that upset in ages.”
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“He’s been acting weird and distant for a while, so finally confronted him about it,” George said, shrugging. “And he said he hated me and wished he never met me, so.”
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Sam gasped, covering her mouth with her hand. “Oh my God, what?!” She whisper-shouted, looking back up the stairs at Clay’s room. “That a--hole! Why would he say something like that?! I thought he loved you-“
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George squeezing his eyes shut, holding back tears as he shrugged. “I dunno- but please don’t tell him I told you. He’d probably just be more mad.”
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Sam opened her mouth to protest but exhaled, nodding. “Fine, but you need to talk to him. I think he’s just letting his emotions get the best of him, honestly- I really doubt he actually thinks that.”
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“Nah, I’m done f---ing talking to him,” George said softly. “I’ve tried enough, he can come to me for forgiveness if he really wants it.”
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“Yeah, that’s- that’s fair, honestly,” Sam replied, nodding. “He’s being a douche, and if he wants your forgiveness, he needs to earn it.” She sighed, running a hand through her hair. “I do hope you accept his apology when he comes to you, though. I bet this is eating away at him and he’s beating himself up over this- Kind of like those random bruises on his arm. You don’t happen to know where those came from, do you?”
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“I dunno,” George shrugged. “No, I don’t know where they’re from. He wouldn’t tell me. He’s also been coming home with hickeys I didn’t give him, so.”
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“Well, that’s not good- Wait a damn minute-“ Sam paused, smirking. “So you two are dating, I knew it!”
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“Were, we were, technically,” George said, putting a finger up to emphasize his point.
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“Damn, I’m sorry,” Sam muttered, walking over to the sink and finally filling up her cup. “But if he’s coming home all beat up and covered with hickeys, that can’t be good-“
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“I know it’s not, I f---ing asked him about them every time!” George said, glaring at Sam. “He won’t tell me s----
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